Chapter 598: Chapter 597: (2 more)
The ti was just when it started to get cold.
This was expected by Xu Niannian.
By winter, cold drinks had been replaced by hot ones, but many people weren’t that willing to go out anymore, after all, it was too cold.
Unless they had important matters to attend to outside, they would grab a cup of hot milk tea to warm their hands.
The business wasn’t too bad, but compared to before, there was still a considerable gap.
The several staff mbers in the store were extrely fond of Jin Dabao, each vying to hold him.
All young girls, Jin Dabao happily let himself be passed from arm to arm, his silly, naive smile never leaving his lips, as Xu Niannian occasionally lifted her head, saw the scene, and helplessly pressed her hand to her forehead.
While she was looking at the accounting books, Xiaochun gossiped into her ear, “Boss, I have sothing to tell you.”
“Yeah, go ahead,” Xu Niannian replied to Xiaochun while checking the ledger, multitasking.
She had thought Xiaochun would talk about sothing related to the store, but unexpectedly, she started gossiping about sothing else.
“Boss, do you know that handso guy nad Ye Tian? The one who wore the white suit the last few tis he ca, very handso, that one…”
Uncle Ye?
Xu Niannian paused in her actions, her palm resting on the ledger as she looked up at Xiaochun, ignoring her gossip-hungry face and asked, “What about him?”
Xiaochun leaned over slyly, “He cos to our shop for milk tea every day, always asking when you’re not here, saying he wants to drink the milk tea you make.”
Xu Niannian was startled, a flicker of confusion crossing her bright eyes.
Could Uncle Ye really like her?
She had dismissed the thought before, but now, hearing Xiaochun say this, Xu Niannian started to doubt it again.
Otherwise, why would he co here every day?
Coming here was one thing, but he also asked daily if she was there.
Wanting to drink the milk tea she made?
The process for making handmade milk tea was actually very simple, Xiaochun, Lili, and Cuicui were all skilled workers.
If they were trusted to manage a shop each, it was only because the quality of their work had already t her standards.
Being a chef as well as a foodie, Xu Niannian, after tasting their creations herself, found that Xiaochun’s milk tea, with practice, was not much different from her own.
Therefore, she didn’t think his reason for wanting to drink her milk tea could be that simple.
For a vigorous and handso young man to pay so much attention to a woman, Xu Niannian could only think of one possibility remaining, affection.
After so thought, Xu Niannian said to Xiaochun, “Next ti he asks, just tell him I won’t often be in the store anymore.”
“But boss, that Ye Tian is really handso,” Xiaochun said dreamily, already concocting in her mind a lodramatic, tragic, and romantic soap opera-esque story.
The protagonist of the story was Xu Niannian, the heroine, and the hero was a man who loved but couldn’t have, only able to wait endlessly in the place where the beauty might appear.
Just the thought made Xiaochun’s heart ache, such a fine man.
Seeing Xiaochun’s smitten expression, Xu Niannian smiled wryly, “My husband is handsor than he is.”
Xiaochun, who was used to hearing this line, didn’t take it seriously and shook her head dismissively; oh well, she might as well just indulge in her fantasies. To the eyes of a beauty, handso guys are rely a di a dozen.
As the two chatted, they didn’t notice that soone had suddenly appeared outside the door.
The person was dressed in a white suit, forming a scene of his own against the snowy outdoors, approaching through the snow with a black umbrella in hand.
He emanated a strong sense of scholarly refinent, gentle and elegant.
Xiaochun had just finished speaking when she saw Ye Tian, her eyes lighting up with surprise and admiration, “Mr. Ye, you’re here.”
She said with great enthusiasm.
Ye Tian nodded and looked toward Xu Niannian, who was standing in front of the counter.
Xu Niannian naturally heard Xiaochun’s call, and there were not many Mr. Ye who could excite Xiaochun so much.
She rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.
A cold presence behind her signaled Ye Tian’s arrival with the frosty air. Xu Niannian felt he was very close to her and instinctively moved to the side, turning around nonchalantly with a smile, “Mr. Ye, long ti no see.”
“Long ti no see,” he replied.
Just then, Jin Dabao, who had been enjoying the embrace of the female staff, suddenly clenched his little face in seriousness, then without any warning, “Waah” burst into tears, his crying piercing the skies.
The female staff were so startled they didn’t know what to do, thinking they might have accidentally hurt Dabao.
Xu Niannian, being a mother, felt her heart clench at the sudden dramatic crying of her son. She neglected Ye Tian, dropped the ledger, and ran over to embrace Dabao.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Xu Niannian hugged Dabao, caressing his little head with worry, and gently patting him.
Dabao rarely cried like this, leaving the female staff nervously fearing Xu Niannian would bla them.
Held in Xu Niannian’s arms, Dabao locked his arms tightly around her neck, his cries loud and growing more intense, with no sign of stopping.
No matter how Xu Niannian tried to soothe him, he kept on crying.
Having no choice, Xu Niannian, worried he might be uncomfortable, quickly said a few words to Xiaochun, and carrying Dabao, she headed for the door, saying as they went, “Good boy, don’t cry, we’re going ho.”
She didn’t even manage to say a word to Ye Tian on the way out.
Ye Tian just stood there at the counter, his gaze following Xu Niannian’s retreating figure, a cold light flashing in his ink-dark eyes.
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