The proprietress saw Lan Qingyue and asked, "Did you take your things just now?"
Lan Qingyue smiled, a little smug. "I took it. I wanted to make some Malay cakes and banana buns, so I bought three packs of brown sugar. Three packs should be enough, right, big sister?"
The shop owner said, "That's enough, that's enough. Three packs are enough, young lady. The brown sugar I sell is really sweet. If you want to make brown sugar pastries in the future, come to my shop to buy it. Quality guaranteed, and the price is favorable. It's only five yuan in total."
“Okay, I’ll scan the code to pay,” Lan Qingyue said somewhat embarrassedly after scanning the QR code. “On my way back, I realized I forgot to buy flour, so I immediately turned back to your store to buy it.”
I finally got my face back, and Lan Qingyue floated home with the small bag in her arms.
After getting off the bus, Chu Chu very attentively helped Lan Qingyue carry the flour and sugar into the kitchen. Looking at her swaying figure, it was clear she was a true foodie.
"Mommy, can you start making delicious food now~~~" Chu Chu wasn't tall enough to put the food on the counter, so she simply held it in her arms and looked up at Lan Qingyue expectantly.
"Delicious food? Of course!" But looking at Chu Chu, this little glutton, Lan Qingyue couldn't resist teasing her. She squatted down in front of her, gently pinched her jelly-like soft cheeks, and said with a troubled expression, "But Chu Chu, what if I don't finish what I'm doing? If I don't finish, I'll get scolded~"
"Huh?!" Chu Chu's delicate face instantly fell, her light eyebrows furrowed, and she touched her pink lips with her finger. "Then... Chu Chu can help Mommy, and Daddy can too~~~"
Lan Qingyue: "..."
I've already told you that's not your father. Why are you so stubborn?
Lan Qingyue explained wearily, "Chuchu, Uncle Qi Yu is single, you know. Being single means he's not married and doesn't have any babies, so Chuchu can't call him Dad, okay?"
If I don't know, I'll keep pinching your cheeks, hehehe~~~
Chu Chu nodded, seemingly understanding, then quickly blurted out something that almost made Lan Qingyue collapse: "If Mommy and Uncle Qi Yu get married, can Chu Chu call him Daddy~~~"
Lan Qingyue, who was frantically grabbing her hair, exclaimed: "!!!"
Who...who taught you this twisted logic?
Lan Qingyue was about to say something more when her phone vibrated in her pocket, followed by a ringtone. It was Qi Yu calling.
Lan Qingyue set different ringtones for different contact groups, and Qi Yu's ringtone was the most catchy; she knew it as soon as she heard it.
Avoiding Chu Chu's pleading gaze, she ran to the living room with her phone before pressing the answer button, "Hello, Mr. Qi..."
Qi Yu on the other end of the phone went straight to the point: "Did you read the contract that I had Axi send you?"
Ah Xi sent me so many contracts, how am I supposed to know which one you're referring to?
Lan Qingyue had a small grumbling in her heart.
"I took a look."
No matter which copy you ask about, I said I've read it, so I've read it.
What do you think?
Qi Yu's voice was deep and resonant, like a cello, making it impossible to discern his emotions.
Lan Qingyue couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so she could only nod reluctantly, "President Qi, I think... it's not bad, you can... sign it."
Qi Yu: "..."
They stopped talking.
Lan Qingyue: "???"
Did I say something wrong?
Ah Xi only gave her a stack of scripts and contracts, telling her to sign whichever one she liked. She'd just left them piled up and hadn't even had a chance to look at them yet.
She hurriedly ran upstairs to her room to look through the stack of contracts that Axi had brought her.
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