Divorcing and Parenting While Selling at a Stall, The CEO's Ex-Wife Chases Him

How could he make something so delicious?

The guest room manager could only smile helplessly at this.

Ouri Hotel was already quite good in terms of dining in Jiang City.

The corresponding investment was also significant. Restaurants like Tianbao Pavilion Chinese Restaurant, Frasca Cafe, and Four Seasons Pavilion all hired top chefs at high prices, some even renowned chefs.

However, as people's living conditions improved, their demands for cuisine also grew higher.

There was nothing that could be done about it.

It was fortunate that Mr. Rossi didn't complain about Ouri's dining.

Guests as picky as Mr. Rossi appeared a few times every month.

Among them, VIP guests were the pickiest. Rich people had tasted more delicacies, and their palates had become more discerning.

Once the VIP guest room manager understood the reason, he stopped saying anything.

When Rossi took out his room card, his movement was too large, and his hand accidentally brushed against the Ice Crystal Cake Lu Qin was holding.

The plastic bag was thin and tore.

Several boxes of Ice Crystal Cake fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, sir, I damaged your things. I can compensate you."

Mr. Rossi had good manners and quickly apologized to Lu Qin, then bent down to pick up the items on the ground.

His assistant was quick-witted and bent down to pick them up first.

The assistant handed the boxes of Ice Crystal Cake back to Lu Qin. One box had a small chip, but the Ice Crystal Cake inside was not dirty.

"The things aren't broken, it's fine, no compensation is needed."

Lu Qin said in fluent Italian.

Mr. Rossi and his assistant were stunned. They hadn't expected this handsome young man to speak Italian so fluently.

The manager, the three receptionists, and the doorman all looked at Lu Qin with curiosity.

Mr. Rossi apologized again, "Sir, your Italian is excellent. I'm truly sorry about just now. I see one box is damaged, how much is it? I'll compensate you!"

"It's really fine, it's not broken inside."

"That won't do..."

Lu Qin was helpless. This Mr. Rossi seemed to be a stubborn mule, insisting on compensation.

Lu Qin could only sell him the box of Ice Crystal Cake with the damaged packaging.

The assistant produced 50 yuan in cash, but Lu Qin couldn't make change.

"No need for change."

Mr. Rossi's gaze lingered on the Ice Crystal Cake and he asked, "Sir, what is this?"

"Ice Crystal Cake, it's a Chinese pastry made from rice flour," Lu Qin explained in Italian.

"It smells so good."

Mr. Rossi picked up a piece and brought it to his nose to smell it.

The Ice Crystal Cake looked exquisite and smelled delicious. Mr. Rossi couldn't resist taking a bite.

The assistant next to him wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

How could something that looked like it came from a street stall satisfy his boss's discerning palate?

The result...

After tasting it, Mr. Rossi's face showed an expression of astonishment and disbelief.

"È delizioso!" (It's delicious!)

"Sir, why is your Ice Crystal Cake so delicious!!"

Mr. Rossi directly gave a thumbs-up. He put the remaining half of the Ice Crystal Cake into his mouth.

He savored it carefully.

He chewed slowly.

Allowing his taste buds to fully enjoy the wonderful flavor.

The manager's eyes widened. He looked at the Ice Crystal Cake with its simple packaging, which looked like the rice cakes sold on the street.

Was this a joke?

Could that stuff be that delicious?

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Mr. Rossi actually ate several pieces, finishing the entire box of Ice Crystal Cake.

He was practically licking the box.

The assistant looked at his boss with a strange expression.

He thought, this kind of cake can be bought anywhere on the street. Isn't the boss's expression a bit too exaggerated?

Mr. Rossi pointed to the Ice Crystal Cake in Lu Qin's hand and asked:

"Sir, could you sell me the other Ice Crystal Cakes? They are truly delicious. I've never eaten such a delicious dessert."

Lu Qin shook his head and smiled, "I'm sorry, these few boxes are already reserved."

Mr. Rossi showed a look of regret, then asked again:

"Sir, may I know your last name?"

"My name is Lu Qin."

"Mr. Lu, please tell me where you bought these Ice Crystal Cakes. I really like them."

"I made them myself."

Mr. Rossi was both surprised and delighted.

"That's wonderful! I'd like to buy some Ice Crystal Cakes too."

"They're sold out for this morning. If you want to buy them, I'll be setting up a stall at People's Square Pedestrian Street this afternoon, and I'll also be at the University Town Night Market tonight. You're welcome to visit."

"Oh! Oh! Okay!"

Mr. Rossi quickly urged his assistant to write down the address.

At this moment, Lu Qin turned his head and said to the receptionist:

"Hello, these few boxes are for your President Shen. I've left them at the front desk. Just let her know."

Lu Qin turned and left the hotel.

The receptionist was stunned for a few seconds before reacting.

"Huh... President Shen? Could it be our CEO?!"

The receptionist was shocked, the doorman was shocked, and the manager was shocked.

Mr. Rossi turned and found that Lu Qin had already left. He patted his forehead.

"Oh no, I forgot to get Mr. Lu's contact information."

The top floor of Ouri Hotel.

President's Office.

The VIP guest room manager personally delivered the few boxes of Ice Crystal Cakes to Shen Muyan's office.

Shen Muyan asked why the Ice Crystal Cakes were with him.

The manager explained everything that happened at the front desk from beginning to end.

Shen Muyan's bright eyes slightly lifted.

He can speak Italian?

Did he learn it at home after we got married?

Shen Muyan looked at the few boxes of Ice Crystal Cakes.

The contents, in their ordinary packaging, had earned the praise of the discerning Mr. Rossi.

Shen Muyan remembered that Chairman Shen had ordered her to get Ice Crystal Cakes from Lu Qin.

This meant—

They were truly delicious.

Shen Muyan had four boxes of Ice Crystal Cakes sent to Shen Hongda, keeping one for herself.

In the President's office, Song Xuanxuan lowered her head like a child who had made a mistake.

She cried out in protest, "President Shen, you can't blame me! You said yourself yesterday that you didn't want to eat them..."

Although, Song Xuanxuan did have the "crime" of not reporting the information.