Sitian shrugged her shoulders. In today's society, there are all kinds of people. It's hard to be a good person, but it's easier to be a bad person.
"Sitian, table No. 4, a plate of dragon and phoenix biscuits, seaweed soup, and five-flavored eggplant clay pot rice will be served soon..."
The landlady asked Sitian, who responded, and paused in her heart. Eggplant stew... that was once Dong Chaoyan's specialty. Although Dong Chaoyan is the president of the company, despite his extremely beautiful hands,
In fact, at home, my cooking skills are better than Aunt Mei’s!
Sitian's heart suddenly sank. At this time, she rarely thought of Dong Chaoyan.
Sometimes, I accidentally think of Xu Yupan.
However, during the busy days, she unexpectedly discovered that her life was much better than she had imagined.
It turns out that pain can slowly fade away with the passage of time. Although Sitian sometimes still cries involuntarily, this situation becomes less and less.
First she had the five-flavor eggplant claypot rice. Sitian took it out and found that the store was almost full. She walked out cautiously. The weather had returned to the south and the floor was a little damp, so she had to be careful every step she took.
"Sir, your five-flavor eggplant claypot rice."
Sitian glanced at the man. He had a slender body and was wearing black casual clothes. Judging from the material, he was of high quality. Because he was sitting with his back to Sitian, Sitian didn't bother to take a look at his appearance.
After putting down the eggplant and cooking rice, and just about to leave, Sitian's delicate hand was suddenly held tightly by the man.
She was surprised. In fact, when she worked in this store, she would sometimes get fucked by some wretched men, but they were still in the minority. They usually just stared at Si Tian lustfully.
Sitian was upset, and she met a wretched man again. She looked at the man coldly, but was stunned for a moment.
The whole person froze there, staring blankly at the man holding her.
The man had a beautiful face, and all the light seemed to be focused on him. All the guests, both men and women, focused their eyes on this man.
The man has beautiful facial features and an extraordinary temperament. Judging from his clothing and temperament, he looks like a wealthy man.
Only...generally when wealthy people go here on business, they go to big hotels to eat.
They look down upon these small restaurants, but what they don't know is that the taste of some small restaurants that have been in business for decades is definitely much better than those of star-rated hotels.
Sitian's face turned red and white at the same time, her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word.