Divorced and Raising a Child While Running a Stall, His CEO Ex-Wife Chased Him Back

The sudden rush of business left the Guan Dong Zhu Vendor next door stunned.

Why were so many people suddenly coming for fried rice noodles?

"Handsome guys, pretty ladies, how about some Oden?"

"No Oden, we only want fried rice noodles."

"..."

Seeing so many customers come by, Lu Xiyao was delighted beyond words.

"Big brothers and sisters, you have to line up! No lining up, no food."

With her hands on her hips, the little girl directed the crowd in a convincing manner, making everyone laugh.

As the customers scanned codes to pay one after another, Lu Qin had already begun heating the wok.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, rice noodles, vegetables, diced meat, seasonings... were skillfully tossed into the wok by Lu Qin.

He stir-fried them over high heat.

Anyone paying close attention would notice how coordinated and flawless Lu Qin's movements were. He kept flipping the wok, yet not a single strand of rice noodles fell outside it.

It showed that his control over strength and technique had reached the level of instinctive mastery.

The flames in the wok suddenly surged.

The sight was as beautiful as a painting, drawing repeated gasps of amazement from the customers waiting in line.

"Such skillful movements. He's obviously a professional chef."

"Wow! The boss looks insanely cool when he stir-fries noodles. I'm in love!"

"Can I get one boss to go?"

Before long, the fragrance drifted around the stall, and the sounds of people swallowing rose and fell.

Lu Qin poured the rice noodles out of the wok. One wokful made three portions.

As he divided them into containers, a flick of his wrist and a turn of the ladle produced one portion at a time, all perfectly even.

Anyone paying close attention would notice that not a single strand of rice noodles spilled outside the containers. It was very pleasing to watch.

On top of that, Lu Qin wore an apron and a transparent plastic face mask. The ingredients on the counter were covered with clean gauze, while the seasoning containers were neatly arranged.

His clean and tidy image stood in stark contrast to the greasy, blackened stalls around him.

"Mm, it looks comforting, and it feels safe to eat. It's rare to see a stall this hygienic."

"The boss and the little girl are pleasing to look at too. The fried rice noodles smell so good—they must taste amazing."

The very sensible Lu Xiyao had already taken the initiative to help with the packing.

"Papa, keep cooking! Yao Yao will help pack them~!"

She stretched out her fair little hands. Clever as she was, she copied the way Lu Qin had packed things earlier, pulling over a plastic bag, grabbing its two handles, shaking it open, and placing it on the counter.

Then she put the lid on the fried rice noodles. Though she moved slowly, the little girl was very meticulous. She checked it once more, and only relaxed after making sure it was completely sealed.

The young people waiting for their food watched her earnest yet unhurried movements without getting impatient, waiting with great interest.

The little girl was both adorable and soft-hearted. No one could resist stealing a few extra glances at her.

Lu Xiyao then put napkins and disposable chopsticks into the plastic bag before copying Lu Qin and tying a double-loop knot.

"Big brother, this one is yours!"

"Mine? Thank you!"

Lu Xiyao leaned forward to hand over the fried rice noodles, but just as her little hand reached halfway, she suddenly pulled it back.

"Big brother, did you scan the code and pay?"

The young man could not help laughing. "I did."

As he spoke, he very seriously showed Lu Xiyao the payment page on his phone.

"Okay, then here you go." Lu Xiyao spoke in a soft, sweet voice and held out the rice noodles again.

Her actions amused all the customers waiting behind him.

"Haha, this little girl is so sensible. She already knows how to do business!"

"What a clever little thing! She even knows to confirm whether they paid!"

"This little girl is wonderful! She really is someone else's child—pretty and sensible. Unlike mine, who's just a little lunatic. I'd love to toss him in the trash!"

University Town Stall Goes Viral! People Started Devouring It While Standing!

University Town Night Market.

In an alley around the corner.

A stunningly attractive father and daughter were running a fried rice noodle stall.

Eight or nine customers stood in front of the stall.

The stall owner was incredibly handsome, and his fried rice noodle technique looked professional and practiced. Word was that his fried rice noodles were unbelievably delicious, so everyone was waiting to find out for themselves.

The stall owner's daughter was ridiculously cute. Though only kindergarten age, she already knew how to help share her father's work. She was sensible and well-behaved, the kind of outstanding child everyone wished they had.

They really wanted to pack this adorable little sweetie up with the fried rice noodles and take them both home.

The line of eight or nine people gave Lu Qin's stall some life, drawing a few curious customers from the entrance of the alley as well.

"Huh? What tasty food are they selling here?"

"Ah! These fried rice noodles are so handsome! Ah, no—the fried rice noodles smell so good!"

"With so many people lining up, they must be delicious!"

"New stall? I haven't seen it before. When it comes to fried rice noodles, I only eat at Liu's up ahead. Their fried rice noodles are fresh, fragrant, and spicy—just right for my taste."

"I came over because of the line, but it's just fried rice noodles. I don't really like them. They're too oily, and a few bites make you sick of them."

Some of the people drawn over were willing to patiently line up, wanting to try something new.

Others shook their heads, not particularly interested in fried rice noodles. They saw no reason to queue and instead went next door to buy Oden and braised skewers.

With the sudden increase in foot traffic, the Guan Dong Zhu Vendor, who had already packed away half his stall, perked right back up.

The stalls nearby had originally been listless, but now they immediately began calling out to customers as well.

The depths of the alley suddenly became lively.

Lu Qin never stopped moving the wok ladle in his hand, stir-frying one portion after another.

But he did not feel tired at all. Every extra portion sold meant another ten yuan earned, and his motivation kept flowing.

Lu Xiyao packed food beside Lu Qin and was busy as could be.

Yet in only a few minutes, the counter was filled with portions of fried rice noodles that had not been packed yet.

The little girl started to panic. She could not pack them fast enough.

"Papa, why do you cook so fast?"

The fragrance rising from the wok continued to drift through the air, gradually attracting more people to the line.

"Boss, your fried rice noodles smell amazing. Add three eggs, two portions of ham, and diced meat for me. I'm starving—I've been busy until now and haven't even had dinner."

"Give me two portions of fried rice noodles to go too, with eggs and ham."

"Alright, please wait a moment. I'll cook them for you right away."

Lu Qin skillfully pulled out three food containers and tossed them onto the counter before serving the three portions of fried rice noodles from the wok.

He temporarily turned off the heat and packed the cooked noodles first.

His movements were swift and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.

"Here, your fried rice noodles with three extras. Thirteen yuan. Please scan the code on the right."

"Thank you."

"Next, yours is egg fried rice noodles, nine yuan."

"The three portions of fried rice noodles to go are ready."

WeChat payment notifications kept ringing. Lu Qin paid attention and found that not a single customer had failed to pay.

It seemed that people's overall civic awareness was quite high.

"Yao Yao, let Papa do the packing. Don't wear yourself out. Are your hands sore?"

The little girl raised her head, her big eyes bright as she looked at Lu Qin, her face full of interest.