Divorce, Child, and Street Stall: The CEO's Ex-Wife Chases Him 27

"It's my turn in line. They'll pack up soon, so getting to eat this is a win! This fried rice noodle and Ice Crystal Cake are truly amazing!"

"Oh no, don't post it in the group! If too many people find out, the line will be half a day long!"

Residents from different neighborhoods shared the news in their respective owner groups.

One after another, people came downstairs to buy the fried rice noodles.

"Let me see, whose fried rice noodles are so delicious?"

"It must be that one with the line. The other stalls have no customers."

"Hiss~! It really smells good. I'll buy a portion to try!"

"Sister Chen, why did you buy so much? Did you go to the supermarket?"

"What supermarket? I bought this at Boss Lu's fried rice noodle stall. Four portions of fried rice noodles, two boxes of Ice Crystal Cake, and eight cups of Mung Bean Paste."

"That's buying way too much!"

"You don't understand, Ice Crystal Cake is limited to one per person. Otherwise, I would have bought three more boxes to put in the fridge."

"I won't talk to you anymore. My husband and kids are waiting for the fried rice noodles at home!"

The stall owners selling hand-grabbed pancakes and egg-filled pancakes not far away were so envious their eyes turned red.

Compared to their own stalls with only one or two sparse customers, Lu Qin's fried rice noodle stall had over a dozen people lining up.

Comparing people really makes you angry!

In just half an hour, Lu Qin's more than two hundred cups of Mung Bean Paste were sold out.

Only over fifty portions of fried rice noodles remained.

There were only six boxes of Ice Crystal Cake left.

Uncle Ge and a few neighbors arrived. Each of them ordered fried rice noodles and wanted Mung Bean Paste, but they were disappointed to find it sold out.

"The Mung Bean Paste sold out so quickly. What a shame."

Uncle Ge's eyes lit up when he saw the Ice Crystal Cake.

"Little Lu, what is this?"

"Ice Crystal Cake, a new product."

"Is there a tasting? There are only a few boxes?"

Lu Qin smiled and said, "Over 100 boxes have already been sold."

"Oh my! Why didn't you say so earlier? I'll take all these remaining boxes!"

Uncle Ge was sharp. Hearing that over 100 boxes were sold at a morning stall, he knew this Ice Crystal Cake must be delicious.

Moreover, its appearance was also very appealing.

Seeing Uncle Ge say this, the other uncles and aunties were unhappy.

"Old Ge, be fair!"

"Exactly! We've been neighbors for so many years, and you're buying all these few boxes? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Uncle Ge was unfazed. "I, Old Ge, just love sweet things. You all have high blood sugar or diabetes, can you even eat sweets?"

"I'm thinking of you all!"

Wang Guifen: "Pfft, Old Ge, you just want to hog these few boxes of Ice Crystal Cake!"

Lu Qin smiled and shook his head, saying, "Uncles and aunties, don't argue. There are nine of you, and these six boxes of Ice Crystal Cake, I'll divide them up. Nine portions, one for each of you."

"See, Boss Lu is fair and just."

"How much is a box?"

"Originally it was 25 yuan per box, but now it's 20 yuan per box."

"It's a bit expensive."

"What's expensive about it? Just the appearance is worth it."

"It's not expensive. Yesterday, I took my granddaughter to Hong Pei Shop to buy a cake, and a small piece of cake was 36 yuan. It wasn't made of gold!"

Uncle Ge: "What Little Lu makes is definitely worth the price. It's not expensive. I'll try it first."

Uncle Ge licked his lips. He loved sweets and couldn't wait any longer.

After taking a bite of the Ice Crystal Cake, the old man's eyes immediately lit up.

He didn't say anything, savoring it carefully, chewing slowly.

The others all looked at Uncle Ge.

"Old Ge, what do you say, is it delicious?"

"Of course! Look at his expression, he's so happy his wrinkles have deepened by a few!"

"I'm used to Shen Muyan being busy! Sister, you don't understand!"

The top floor of Ouri Hotel.

In the President's office.

At the pantry bar.

Lu Xiyao sat obediently on a bar stool, watching cartoons on her tablet.

President Shen's assistant, Song Xuanxuan, accompanied her.

Shen Muyan was not present.

Hotel room service had been lax these past few days, and President Shen had gone to the morning meeting to give a lecture.

Lu Xiyao was already accustomed to Shen Muyan's busy schedule; spending the weekend with her mother would surely be boring.

If it weren't for waiting to see her maternal grandparents, she wouldn't have wanted to come.

Once her maternal grandparents arrived, Lu Xiyao wanted to go to the amusement park.

Although the little one really wanted her dad to take her to the amusement park, her dad had to earn money and worked very hard.

The little one didn't want Lu Qin to get tired, and besides, going to the amusement park also cost money.

Her maternal grandparents were very wealthy.

She watched the cartoon "Frozen" for over ten minutes.

Shen Muyan pushed open the door and entered the office, followed by four middle-aged men, who were likely department heads.

Shen Muyan was in a hurry. She walked to Lu Xiyao's side, patted her little head, and said apologetically:

"Yao Yao, Mommy still has some work to do. I'll come and accompany you later. You be good and watch cartoons here. If you need anything, tell Sister Song."

"Got it."

Lu Xiyao nodded mechanically.

"Song Xuanxuan, you stay with Yao Yao."

"Got it."

Song Xuanxuan also nodded mechanically.

Shen Muyan turned and walked towards the desk, with the department heads quickly following.

Lu Xiyao propped her chin with her small hand and said to Song Xuanxuan:

"Sigh, I'm already used to it."

Song Xuanxuan pinched Lu Xiyao's soft cheek and said helplessly, "I'm used to it too."

The two looked at each other and chuckled.

"Yao Yao, don't just watch cartoons. There's a lot of food here. Let's eat while we watch."

There were many pastries, snacks, and fruits on the bar counter.

Macarons, cupcakes, chocolates, preserved plums, various fruits...

Song Xuanxuan picked up a green macaron and offered it to the little one.

"This was made by our hotel's pastry chef. It tastes really good. Come and try it."

"Sister Song, I don't want any."

The little one shook her head.

The little one had naturally eaten these things before and liked them, but perhaps her palate had been spoiled by Lu Qin now.

She couldn't muster much interest.

Song Xuanxuan, a true foodie, couldn't help but take a bite of the macaron when the little one refused.

"It's delicious! Yao Yao, are you sure you don't want any?"