At that moment, in the bookstore next door, Fu Zhun looked up at the sky and realized it was indeed noon.
The aroma of breakfast wafted through the air, and after taking a shallow sip, my stomach felt even emptier.
A hint of displeasure flashed across his face; not only was the girl late, but her food was also missing.
Once business picked up, he was completely forgotten.
Just the other day he said he was stunningly handsome, unforgettable!
"Zhou Li, are you hungry?" Fu Huai hinted, his expression gloomy.
Zhou Li looked dejected, rubbing his stomach, waiting for the prince to say those words.
He immediately stood up, indignantly saying, "Hmph, are they trying to starve the God of Wealth? I want to see where this little boss has forgotten about the God of Wealth."
When Zhou Li arrived in a huff, Su An was seeing off the last table of guests.
I was a little confused when I caught Zhou Li's resentful look.
"Young boss, no offense, but do you still remember the good old days when we went through thick and thin together? Now that you've become successful, you've become greedy and ungrateful! You've changed your mind!"
As it spoke, "glug glug—"
The deafening groans coming from his stomach jolted Su An awake, and he finally came to his senses.
Looking at the sky again, it was already half an hour past noon!
She was instantly both amused and apologetic, saying, "Why did you have to speak such blunt truths! But I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, I'll close the shop and go cook now!"
She had previously patted her chest and promised to raise Young Master Fu to be healthy and strong, but she forgot about him in the blink of an eye. It's really embarrassing.
However, just as Su An awkwardly ran to close the door, a figure suddenly burst in, clutching his stomach—
"You're the boss, right? I just ate your steamed buns and I've been vomiting and having diarrhea. My stomach hurts terribly!"
"Your steamed buns must be poisoned! You're not getting away with this; you have to give me an explanation!"
After Wang Wu went in, he barged in and bumped into Su An's shoulder. His face turned green as he lay down on the ground, yelling and shouting.
"Ugh, the steamed buns from the Su family are dirty! There's something filthy in them! My stomach hurts so much after eating them!"
The streets were bustling with people, and some guests who had just left were soon drawn back by the wailing.
Su An's heart tightened, and she immediately frowned to examine the person. He looked familiar; he had indeed just come to buy steamed buns.
Because he was wearing a veiled hat to cover himself up, I paid special attention to him.
Zhou Li, who was still eagerly waiting, immediately became indignant upon seeing this, and stepped forward with his hands on his hips to reprimand him:
"Hey, don't try to smear me! I come to this little boss's place every day for steamed buns. The ingredients are so fresh and fragrant, how could they not be clean!"
These words resonated with everyone.
"Exactly, we eat it every day, and nothing seems to happen to us."
"Young man, don't scare me. You must have eaten something else by mistake!"
Upon hearing this, a sinister glint flashed in Wang Wu's eyes, and he threw a tantrum, howling, "I only ate Su family buns all day, and I got an upset stomach right after eating them. There's no way I could have made a mistake!"
"That bastard is in so much pain! I knew her family couldn't possibly be so ethical; the filling for their buns must be made with rotten meat! They're trying to make money by cheating everyone and ruining us all!"
"Pay up! That wicked boss nearly killed me, he has to pay me a hundred taels!"
His unequivocal rant left everyone somewhat hesitant, and questioning glances inevitably fell upon Su An.
"That seems to make sense. Her family's food is indeed thin-skinned and generously filled. Could they really be trying to fool us with rotten meat?"
"Young boss, we're customers of your place every day. You can't really make money by dishonest means, can you?"
Seeing everyone turn against him, Zhou Li was furious. He had been watching the fresh ingredients being delivered every day!
Just as he was about to continue clearing the Su family's name, Su An poured a cup of scalding hot tea without changing his expression and handed it to Wang Wu with a smile.
"Don't worry, sir. Maybe you're having indigestion. Have a cup of tea to soothe your stomach... Oh dear!"
As they were talking, Su An pretended to lose his grip, and the scalding tea spilled onto Wang Wu.
"ah!"
Wang Wu immediately let out a pig-like scream, wincing in pain as he scrambled to his feet and patted himself on the ground.
His agile and nimble movements showed no trace of the pain he had just been in, unable to stand up. Everyone was completely dumbfounded.
"Oh, so you're not faking illness anymore?"
Su An dropped her fake smile, crossed her arms, and looked at him coldly, saying sarcastically, "Weren't you supposed to be half-dead? You seem to be full of energy, jumping around like a madman!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd instantly realized what was happening.
Yes! Just now, this guy was half-dead and still demanding compensation. Now even a fool would understand.
So it turns out they were trying to scam me!
Because he was jumping around so vigorously, his veiled hat fell to the ground, and when Li Guihua saw his face clearly, she exclaimed, "You're Wang Wu, the waiter at the noodle shop across the street!"
Upon hearing this, Su An raised an eyebrow slightly, admiring her mother's ability to find out everything, while her gaze towards Wang Wu grew increasingly cold and mocking.
That's good, no need to say anything more.
Feeling fooled, he angrily exclaimed, "Good heavens! Our rivals deliberately sent people to smash our signboard!"
"We almost fell for a villain's trick and misunderstood the young boss!"
Wang Wu was furious, his face turning pale and then red. He never dreamed that Su An would use such a vicious trick!
He closed his eyes, steeled his resolve, and rolled around on the ground again. "So what if I'm a noodle shop worker? Does that mean I can't buy Su's steamed buns? Even if the Heavenly King himself came, I'd still get sick from eating too many steamed buns!"
"The Su family's shop is bullying its customers; this is outrageous!"
Su An laughed in anger, "You think you can get away with this by being shameless? Well then, I'll take pity on you and have someone come and loosen your skin!"
Zhang San and his team weren't hired for nothing!
However, just as she was about to call Zhang San and the others out to stretch their muscles, the crowd suddenly fell silent.
They all stared blankly at the doorway, at the figure that had just entered.
"Isn't that...isn't that Doctor Xie?!"
"He rarely leaves the medicine hut, why is he here to join in the fun?"
"And that young man in the wheelchair, he's really handsome!"
Su An found the name quite familiar, and upon closer inspection, he recognized Fu Zhun, Xie Qingfeng, and the others.
Especially when she met Fu Zhun's dark, silent eyes, she suddenly clapped her hands.
Oh no, the God of Wealth is starving and has come to us personally.
Fu Zhun sat calmly in his wheelchair, nodding at her with a half-smile, and said, "Miss Su, it truly feels like three autumns have passed since we last met."
Su An shifted her gaze slightly, feeling a little guilty. Look, even the God of Wealth is starving; he's started speaking in a sarcastic tone, just like Zhou Li.
She quickly shifted the blame, saying, "Well, something went wrong, it's all this scoundrel's fault for delaying our meal!"
Xie Qingfeng stood next to Fu Zhun, his unfriendly gaze coldly sweeping over Wang Wu.
He couldn't stop thinking about the Su family's food after their last meeting, and after much deliberation, he decided to swallow his pride and come for a free meal.
Unexpectedly, he and the prince stared at each other for a long time, only to find out that this damned bastard had wasted his precious time!
"Your stomach hurts, don't you? No problem, this kind-hearted doctor will treat you for free!"
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