Sending WeChat to the Heavenly Court
Chapter 707

Qin Fen, the New Century's King of Face-Slapping

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Qin Fen checked the pot and poked a chunk of meat with his chopsticks. He had seared the skin and coated it with honey. After braising, it had turned a deep brown, but looked all the more appetizing.

The chopsticks slid easily into the meat. Judging the resistance, Chef Qin nodded. It should be about done. He just needed to stir-fry a vegetable dish, and they could eat.

Beside him, Sun Yating stared at his back with a strange expression. When had this guy bought such an odd Bluetooth headset? "That headset's pretty interesting. Where did you buy it?"

"JD.com!" Qin Fen made something up without even turning around.

Female Hooligan nodded. She planned to shop for one herself, but the stingray nearby soon caught her attention. She often saw stingrays on television, but she had never seen one this small.

She walked over curiously, tapped the tank, and gave the little creature a puzzled look. "Is this a baby stingray?"

Qin Fen nodded. "You could say that. It only hatched today!"

Female Hooligan's lips twitched. This guy's claims were getting more ridiculous by the day. You think I'd believe that?

Little Bean felt melancholy. Qin Fen was right. These days, nobody believed the truth. Just wonderful. Little Bean swished a tail speechlessly. This boss, whose reputation was well earned, had practically no interest in beautiful women. They meant nothing to Little Bean, who scampered over to Big Chef's feet to act cute. Sticking with Qin Fen was the way to get meat.

After clearing the table, Qin Fen brought out the food, and both of them quieted down. Perhaps because this was her first time eating alone with Big Chef at his home, Female Hooligan seemed a little reserved, unlike her usual self.

"What have you been busy with

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