Chapter 82 Treat you to a bowl of wonton noodles

Author: Lost Dragon

Song Huanxi was a little surprised, and then asked with some joy: "Principal Chen, I haven't seen you for a few days, why don't you just go to the store?"

She nodded again to Guo Yunchen behind Chen Qian: "Mr. Guo."

Chen Qian was stunned: "Do you know each other?"

Song Huanxi smiled: "Didn't I meet you in your office?"

Chen Qian was a little dizzy: "Oh, right."

When he saw Song Huanxi being so generous, he immediately doubted his own judgment and asked tentatively: "Ah Huan, was that car just now?"

Song Huanxi laughed: "It's the boss of my film company. I was late for class today, so I took him for a ride."

Song Huanxi blinked and seemed to be complaining to his parents: "Boss Pei also said that if it goes smoothly or not, we won't take him."

Guo Yunchen smiled and said, "It is indeed Boss Pei Liu's style."

The doubts in his mind were gone, and when he looked at the girl with bright eyes and white teeth in front of him, his eyes were filled with flowers.

Song Huanxi also recalled the confrontation scene between Guo Yunchen and Boss Pei Liu. She was still pressed against Guo Yunchen's chest at that time, and the young man's warm breath seemed to come from far away in time and space after such a long time -

Her face felt slightly hot, she turned away and walked to Chiji Noodle House first, "It's time for me to start work, let's hurry up!"

Chen Qian said hello repeatedly and followed closely.

Guo Yunchen paused, and subconsciously looked at the direction the black car was leaving. If he remembered correctly, Pei Liu's family lived in Repulse Bay, and it was not a smooth road to get here.

Guo Yunchen's mood had just changed from thunder and lightning to clear skies, but was blocked by a sudden cloud.

He hesitated whether to remind classmate Song, but Pei Liu's reputation was almost the same as his, so he might be overly concerned.

While I was thinking about it, I heard Ah Huan again and again—

"Ah Huan is here!"

"Ah Huan, you are a little late today!"

Others called Mr. Little, "Hurry up, I ordered an extra plate of peanuts today. I'm just waiting for Mr. Little to say something!"

Guo Yunchen looked at Chen Qian in confusion, but the latter smiled without saying a word and led him directly to sit in a corner.

Aunt Chi, the proprietress, has always been a bit snobbish and prefers brightly dressed customers. When she saw Chen Qi'an attracting a new group of talented customers, she hurriedly came over and said, "Mr. Chen, what do you want today? Or coffee?"

Chen Qian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Ask Boss Chi to cook two bowls of his best shrimp and wonton noodles. Whether he can keep my friend who is accustomed to Western food as a regular customer depends on his skills!"

Aunt Chi agreed and was about to order the meal when Guo Yunchen suddenly said: "Three bowls of wonton noodles."

Chen Qian immediately laughed and said: "Dewen is younger after all. When I was young I could eat three bowls, but now I can't!"

Guo Yunchen shook his head and said with a smile: "Since I was a child, I have been taught not to eat too much in the evening, so why did I end up eating two bowls?"

He chuckled and said, "I asked for an extra bowl, just for Ah Huan to eat."

He heard the diners calling him Ah Huan one after another, so he naturally replaced his classmate Song with Ah Huan, which sounded friendly and nice.

Guo Yunchen explained: "Didn't Ah Huan just say that he hitched a ride back with his boss after class ended late? He probably hadn't eaten yet."

Chen Qi'an was immediately ashamed, "Daven, you are still thoughtful."

He saw that Song Huanxi hadn't started reading the newspaper yet and was feeding regular customers one by one. He immediately urged Aunt Chi to order the wonton noodles quickly and let Ah Huan eat them first!

Someone pays the bill and sells an extra bowl of wonton noodles. It makes no difference who eats it!

Aunt Chi hurriedly walked to the kitchen, and several regular customers on the way quickly picked up their cups to protect their dishes - Aunt Chi had brought more than one misfortune!

Song Huanxi settled the regular customers, picked up today's Mingbao, and was about to read when Uncle Chi poked his head out of the small window and called her: "Ah Huan, shrimp wonton noodles!"

Song Huanxi thought it was a regular customer who ordered the meal, so she responded briskly, passed through the gap between the tables nimbly, and arrived at the food pick-up port in a blink of an eye.

The wonton noodles were just out of the pot, with shrimp-red translucent wontons floating in the noodles surrounded by jade belts. The aroma of seaweed and coriander came to his nostrils, and Song Huanxi suddenly felt a little hungry.

She hurriedly asked: "Which table number is the wonton noodles?"

Boss Chi laughed, and there were several wrinkles on his face: "It's your wonton noodles. The guest at table seven asked you to eat it!"

After a pause, he pointed to the two newly fished bowls: "Bring them over and eat them together!"

Table No. 7, Mr. Lu?

Song Huanxi was a little confused. Mr. Lu had never been a nosy person. He even never said a word to her except when ordering food in the store.

She turned around subconsciously and caught a glimpse of the guests at table No. 7. Chen Qi'an didn't know what he said, which made Guo Yunchen laugh. Although he just lowered his head and turned his face, the smile couldn't be concealed and leaked from his lips, staining his whole face.

His face was all glowing.

Guo Yunchen seemed to feel something. He looked up and saw that their eyes met. Guo Yunchen smiled and nodded, and the light spread to her again.

Song Huanxi suddenly understood that the person who ordered her this bowl of wonton noodles must be Guo Hansang.

Her eyes suddenly became a little blurry. She had shouldered the burden of supporting the family for a long time, and even a little kindness from others could break down her defenses.

Song Huanxi blinked hard, took a tray, and quickly put three bowls of wonton noodles on it. He held the bottom with one hand and the side with the other, and raised the tray over his shoulder!

Guo Yunchen looked at it from a distance and was really worried about her!

When Song Huanxi came over with his face in hand without any danger, he immediately stood up and wanted to take the tray, but was stopped by the girl: "Don't move!"

Guo Yunchen was like a wooden man who had been hit by a password. He leaned forward, his hands hanging in the air, and his handsome face was full of nervousness.

Song Huanxi looked funny and quickly put down the tray in his hand, then placed the noodle bowls in front of the three of them. When Guo Yunchen breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again, he explained:

"I've cooked it, don't worry, I can serve up to five bowls of noodles at the same time!"

"If you move, I'm afraid of bumping into you, which will make it easier for you to spill!"

Song Huanxi skillfully prepared the seasoning for the two of them, whether they wanted vinegar or not, whether they wanted to add spicy oil or not——

When Guo Yunchen took his first bite of shrimp wontons with vinegar and chili oil recommended by Miss Song, Mr. Guo, who was used to eating healthy meals, was a little startled for a moment.

It tastes weird... quite delicious.

He soon discovered that among the three of them, he ate the slowest, and the fastest one turned out to be Song Huanxi!

This girl ate very gracefully, but very quickly, barely chewing her food before swallowing it.

Guo Yunchen couldn't help but remind her: "Ah Huan, you eat too fast, which is not good for your stomach."

Song Huanxi was stunned for a moment. She knew how many people called her Ah Huan, but when it came from Guo Hansang's mouth, she was a little uncomfortable.

She touched her belly. She didn't feel it at first, but when Guo Yunchen mentioned it, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!