Divorcing and Selling at a Stall, the CEO's Ex-Wife Chases Him

Fang Ya realized for the first time that some people looked cool even when riding a three-wheeled vehicle.

It all depended on who was riding it.

Inside the Chinese-style villa.

Chen Dahai ate a delicious Ice Crystal Cake while reviewing documents.

He ate their Ice Crystal Cake, so he would do their bidding.

Lu Qin's recent activities had already been investigated by his people.

He was currently living in Chengnan Old District, apartment 1702A, a rented place.

The monthly rent was three thousand.

He was currently working as a street vendor selling Fried Rice Noodles.

He set up his stall during the morning, afternoon, and evening periods, and his business was booming, but his income was unknown.

His morning stall was mainly in front of Sunshine Elementary School, and his late-night stall was at the University Town Night Market street.

He brought his daughter with him when he set up his stall at night.

"Hmm... this kid is quite diligent."

"But he's using his strength in the wrong place. Being a street vendor isn't a long-term solution."

"Booming business? How much more can it earn than a regular job?"

Chen Dahai flipped through Lu Qin's educational background again. He was a top student from Qingbei and had previously worked at Myriad Technologies Company. His resume was excellent.

But why wasn't he finding a proper job and instead chose to be a street vendor?

Chen Dahai was puzzled.

Looking at Lu Qin's handsome ID photo, Chen Dahai pondered how to help Shen Hongda with his request.

After all, he had accepted their Ice Crystal Cake and their favor, so he couldn't just do a sloppy job.

He should get to know the kid better first.

Chen Dahai decided to take things one step at a time.

Afterward, he received a call inquiring about "Ice Crystal Cake."

They said that Jiang City had Crystal Cake, Osmanthus Cake, and Mung Bean Cake, but no one sold Ice Crystal Cake.

They had even inquired with the reclusive private chefs, but there were no results.

This made Chen Dahai very disappointed. He didn't believe Shen Hongda's words about it being made by a famous foreign pastry chef.

This Ice Crystal Cake was definitely a domestic pastry snack!

Thinking that he would have to beg the stingy Shen Hongda just to eat Ice Crystal Cake in the future, he was a hundred percent unwilling.

"Daddy, do you miss your little cutie these past two days~?"

"Guess."

"I guess you missed me a lot~! Daddy, did I guess correctly~?"

"You guessed correctly."

"What's the reward if I guessed correctly~?"

"What reward do you want?"

"Can I have an ice cream bar~? Green mood."

Lu Qin pointed to the rearview mirror: "Look in the mirror, there's still chocolate residue around your mouth."

"Auntie Fang Ya took you out to play and bought you ice cream, didn't she?"

Lu Xiyao leaned forward to look and quickly covered her small mouth with both hands.

Oops, I've been found out!

"Hee hee hee~!"

Lu Xiyao put on a cute act.

"Considering you ate several ice cream bars while Daddy was away for these two days, you won't have any ice cream next week."

"Wuwuwu~! Daddy~! No, what will I do if I don't have ice cream~!"

"Deal with it."

Lu Xiyao was sad for 3.5 seconds, then sighed softly. Being a child was so difficult; she couldn't even have ice cream freely.

"Then can I eat Daddy's Fried Rice Noodles, Mung Bean Paste, and Ice Crystal Cake~?"

The popsicles were gone, so they could only eat what Lu Qin made.

It would be good enough as long as it satisfied his cravings.

"Okay," Lu Qin nodded.

The father and daughter returned home.

"Daddy~! I'm tired, can I rest for a bit~?"

"Mm, go rest on the sofa, and change your shoes."

"Okay, Daddy, will you rest with me~?"

The father and daughter rested on the sofa. The little one held Lu Qin's arm, her head resting on him, her eyes fixed on the TV screen.

It was the domestic animated show, "The Haier Brothers."

"Thunder means rain, tired oh~! — What~?"

"Rain means carrying an umbrella, tired oh~! — I know that too~!"

The little one sang along to the theme song, very familiar with it, and didn't sing off-key.

Lu Qin's lips curved into a smile, a gentle warmth filling his heart.

Watching the little one grow up, day by ordinary day, was a very happy thing.

After watching the cartoon for a while, the little one fell asleep leaning against Lu Qin.

Lu Qin laid her down, covered her with a blanket, and turned off the TV.

He walked into the kitchen and began preparing ingredients for the late-night snack stall.

Fang Ya was "stealing bites" of food in the hotel's back kitchen.

"This Pea Flour Cake is quite delicious, but Master, do you know how to make Ice Crystal Cake?"

"Ice Crystal Cake? No."

The pastry chef, with over a decade of experience, shook his head. "Miss Fang, you mean Crystal Cake, right?"

"No, although they are similar, they are not the same."

Fang Ya only ate one piece of Pea Flour Cake and then stopped.

After eating Lu Qin's Ice Crystal Cake, other pastries tasted much worse.

Seeing Fang Ya's expression, Chef Xiong couldn't help but feel puzzled.

If even his best Pea Flour Cake wasn't satisfactory, how delicious could that Ice Crystal Cake be?

Moreover, in all his years, he had never heard of "Ice Crystal Cake."

After Fang Ya left, Chef Xiong took out his phone and called his teacher.

"Ice Crystal Cake? Yes, there is such a pastry."

"It's a small regional delicacy from the Northeast, not widely known. I heard it's a type of rice cake made with glutinous rice, and the production process is quite complex. To make it delicious and authentic requires a very high level of skill."

"Boss Lu, can you be my brother-in-law?"

"Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

Chef Xiong: "A customer asked about it today. I've never heard of this Ice Crystal Cake before, so I came to ask you, teacher."

"I've only heard of it; I haven't had the chance to go north and try it yet."

Chef Xiong: "Jiang City seems to have it. After that guest ate the Ice Crystal Cake, they lost interest in my Pea Flour Cake."

"Oh? Then I must try it if I get the chance."

After hanging up the phone, Mai Dejun had just put his phone in his pocket when the vibration started again.