After he finished speaking, he looked back at the person behind him, only to find that the person he was talking to was in a trance, and had obviously been daydreaming for a long time.
He was furious and his mood became worse and worse.
He wasn't bored to death; he had plenty to do! If it weren't for the fact that they'd been through thick and thin together, why would he be talking nonsense here for so long?!
The dazed person pursed her lips and pointed at a man not far away: "Who... who is that man?" Wasn't that the man she had dreamed of before? Or was it not a dream, and that man had really come to see her?
However, the man didn’t seem as handsome as in her dream... Maybe she had seen it wrong before?
In the direction she pointed, the man lowered his head and handed a cloud-like object in his hand to the girl. On his angular profile, there was a gentle smile, and he stared at the girl without blinking, as if the girl was his whole world.
The girl smiled and looked like a little sun in an orange dress. She looked lively and cute.
Luo Mingyi looked in the direction of her finger and saw two familiar figures, and a smile instantly appeared on his face.
"Isn't that Fu San and his Ms. Lu?!" Thinking of the dishes they cooked, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
"Fu San?" She repeated it subconsciously, and then chewed on the name over and over again, a smile slowly appearing in her eyes, "Fu San... Fu San..."
"Yes, he's your senior brother!" Luo Mingyi didn't even notice her odd expression, completely lost in his fantasy of delicious food. "Then Ms. Lu next to you is your master. Come on, Qiu Yan, I'll take you over to say hello!"
As he said this, he wanted to hold her hand.
But she quickly broke free.
The thought of going to see them filled her heart with uneasiness, and she shook her head vigorously: "No! No! I have completely forgotten what happened before! I don't want to go!"
Luo Mingyi watched the two people not far away talking and laughing as they walked away. With a large group of people blocking the way, he didn't want to force them: "Okay then."
Qiu Yan pursed her lips and looked at the smiles on the two people's faces: "Um...what did my master teach me?"
"That's a lot," Luo Mingyi perked up when he talked about this topic. "All the recipes you learned before were taught to you by your master. If it weren't for your master, you wouldn't have such a high status now, let alone become a chef!"
She silently lowered her eyes and carefully looked at Fu San's face: "So... is what Fu San learned the same as me?"
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