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Continued: The long-lost embrace

I ordered the person who wanted to stir-fry the plate of double-cooked meat with hair yesterday and stir-fry it again. This is the first time since the Shuxiang Restaurant opened that a customer asked not to cook the dish that Master Wu had, but to cook it by others. This is a strange thing, and it is undoubtedly a bomb that exploded in the kitchen!

"Are you wrong? What a thing?" A Xiang was the first to dissatisfied and pointed at Xiaoying's nose and scolded: "You are such a troublemaker. Master Wu's face has been thrown away!"

"Then the customer was stupid. He actually asked her to fry the double-cooked pork? Haha... I have a brain disease!"

"I also think it's too strange. The customer really has no vision. Master Wu is a chef. How can the dishes others cook? It's far worse! I don't know what luck he left!" Qiuxia glanced at Xiaoying and spoke sarcasticly.

This is pure jealousy, yes, it is jealousy! They looked down on her from the first day of Xiaoying's arrival. They were all "ugly" and "bad" when they spoke. They never looked at Xiaoying before, and they looked down on others with their eyes. But now, promising and noble guests were guests with status and background, and they actually wanted to eat the dishes cooked by Xiaoying. A Xiang and the others began to rush to see that they looked at Xiaoying and looked cruel and cold.

Xiaoying doesn't care about these sarcasms, but she has long regarded Master Wu as her elder and relative. Will she worry about what Master Wu thinks, and will she be unhappy?

Everyone's eyes were focused on Master Wu, and A Xiang and Zheng Bin exchanged a gloating expression with each other... They didn't believe that Xiaoying would be fine every time. Master Wu would definitely be angry with Xiaoying this time, because this matter was too shameless, and anyone else would feel uncomfortable.

People who can make top-quality delicious food must have some kind of morality that ordinary people do not have. Food is also a manifestation of the spiritual world. Master Wu can best prove this...

"Did you forget what I said? Don't bully my apprentice! Are you treating my words like a wind in your ears? The words are so ugly, where did she offend you? "Master Wu growled, and his majestic gaze glanced at A Xiang and others. Finally, when it fell on Xiaoying's face wearing a mask, Master Wu's gaze became much softer.

"Don't be nervous. Since there are customers who like to eat the dishes you cook, just let it go. My master's face is bright. I will not be jealous of my apprentice like some petty people. Such people are not worthy of being a master. Come, come here and stir-fry the pot meat again!" Master Wu readily waved the spatula, and indeed stood next to him and gave up his position.

After receiving the master's encouragement, Xiaoying felt warm and cursed herself that she thought the master would be angry just now, because she underestimated the master's mind.

But she couldn't help but feel worried... Who would be the guest Qiuxia mentioned? How many guests were there at that table yesterday? Who would be here again? Could it be Fandi? Why did she have a bad premonition and her heart thumped.

Of course, Xiaoying wouldn't know that Fan Di had come here to eat her fried dishes before yesterday, and she wouldn't know that he was sitting in the corner of the hall outside. It seemed that the master encouraged her and was very pleased. If she didn't stir-fry, wouldn't it disappoint the master?

I didn’t have time to think so much, and the customers were still waiting! Xiaoying gritted her teeth secretly, took the spatula from the master’s hand, and started to fry the refried meat.

In fact, it is not that Master Wu’s skill is problematic. The dishes he cooks are both delicious and delicious, and those who have eaten them will have endless aftertastes. However, each has its own preferences, and everyone likes different tastes. Fan Di just wants to eat the familiar taste again, so he has specified requirements. This is not to say that Master Wu’s cooking is lower than Xiaoying’s, and it is purely personal preference.

Master Wu was behind his hands, and nodded slightly while watching Xiaoying cook. His reassuring expression showed his appreciation for Xiaoying. She didn't know that her eyes would shiny when cooking, and her whole body seemed to be criticizing a faint divine light. Master Wu was not surprised at all. He knew that this was a person with great potential in cooking, so he should have this special temperament. He devoted himself to cooking, forget all distractions, and make delicious food with a pious heart towards food.

Master Wu has a feeling that in the future, Xiaoying may become a great pride in his life. He always feels that she is not the kind of person who drowns in ordinary times. Everything she experienced is to hone her own luster. Master Wu always firmly believes in this.

Soon, Xiaoying fryed the plate of refried meat. Because she was too focused, she didn't know that the master had been watching her just now.

Qiuxia brought the dishes out. Master Wu saw that Xiaoying was sweating again. Thinking that her body was still weak and she should not be too tired, Master Wu couldn't help but frown.

"You go outside to rest and don't faint again like you did yesterday."

"Master... I'm fine, I can continue working." Xiaoying was a little anxious and said while wiping her sweat.

Master Wu knew what she was thinking, and waved his hand: "Don't worry, the boss won't come these days, and he's out for a trip."

After hearing what Master Wu said, Xiaoying suddenly felt relieved... She really needed to rest. Although she didn't have a fever now, she was still weak and felt light and she felt her body was fluttering.

Xiaoying's resting place was used to being outside the back door next to the kitchen, but when she was about to step out, her heart suddenly moved... Who would be the person who ordered her to fry the meat again? She was very curious, a little grateful and happy. Some people like to eat the dishes she cooked, so she was of course happy. It was a great encouragement for her in this situation. Who was it? There was a voice in her heart that became clearer and clearer, "Go and see who it is!"

Just take a look! Xiaoying thought so in her heart, and her steps were no longer in control.

In a corner of the hall outside, a handsome, demonic and beautiful man sat by the window, facing a plate of fragrant, relished meat. His sexy lips were stained with oil, and the luster was simply a fatal temptation, making people want to be the piece of meat he held in his mouth...

His eating movements were a bit casual but elegant, and his every move was full of charm that was endless. His perfect handsome face with no blind spots, a cold and arrogant temperament, and a lazy smile were so lethal that they attracted the attention of all the women in the store. Yanhong and the two waitresses got together, looked at Fandi obsessively, and whispered.

Xiaoying looked from afar and saw this familiar figure, her heartbeat instantly lost its normal frequency. When she saw the dish on his table, was it the dish of refrying meat she had fried? Looking at the entire restaurant, Fan Di was the only one who came yesterday. No need to guess, he was the one who designated her to stir-frying meat!

Oh my God, this... how could this happen! Xiaoying wailed in her heart, Fan Di came again, and specially ordered the dish she cooked, which means at least this dish caught his attention. Maybe it will come again next time. If this continues, her existence will inevitably be exposed one day!

Xiaoying was breathing unsteadily, and her eyes were staring at him by the window in the corner, feeling her mind was confused and her mind was blurred.

Should she be happy or sad? Without knowing it, he could fall in love with the dishes she cooked. If it were the case, she would be happy, but now, she can't laugh, only her heart is full of desolation...

It was so close that it seemed like it was far away. Xiaoying forced herself to withdraw her gaze, turned around, and walked towards the back door.

Didn’t she make up her mind to never see him again in this life? Why did she want to take a few more glances when she saw him appear here? Reason and feelings seemed to divide her into two souls, and start a tug-of-war in her body. In the end, it was a victory called Reason.

Xiaoying sat on a stone outside the back door, looking at her toes in a daze. What she couldn't see in her mind was his face and the eyes that could make people fall into it in just a glance.

Could it be that she has been deceiving herself? Is her true thought in her heart that she longs to see Fandi? These thoughts came out uncontrollably, but Xiaoying dared not accept them. She suppressed them hard, and warned herself over and over again not to be moved. She could not fall into the same man again.

He is a person from two worlds, so why bother to enter his world? Everyone has their own path. She shouldn't have the idea of ​​intercourse with him from the moment something happened.

If I hadn't been hurt too deeply, how could I learn to control my surging emotions? If I weren't afraid of being hurt again, how could I endure the hard work at this moment? It's not that I really don't want to, but because I'm too afraid of certain people and things.

Xiaoying spent half an hour in the torture and felt a little swelling somewhere. She wanted to go to the bathroom and relieve herself... The bathroom was inside. If she wanted to go, she would probably be seen by Fan Di, but maybe he has left now?

Xiaoying went in and looked at the place where Fan Di was sitting in the corner... Sure enough, the table was empty and Qiuxia was cleaning up.

He left, and she didn't have to be afraid that she would touch him when she went to the bathroom.

While Xiaoying was relieved, she felt a sense of loss and heartache in her heart... He wouldn't know that she was secretly peeking at him, and she didn't know when she would come again after leaving. She wanted to see her but was afraid of seeing her, and the conflicting emotions were separating her.

Xiaoying lowered her head and walked towards the bathroom. She was in a bad mood, dazed and lost. She bumped into someone who had just come out of the bathroom inadvertently...

"Ah--!" Xiaoying exclaimed, and her thin body fell to the ground uncontrollably!
Chapter completed!
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