Tuanzi cheerfully invited everyone to eat together, not noticing Wen Qi's somewhat odd expression.
Wen Qi stepped back, away from the camera.
At this moment, a figure appeared behind him, the person said meaningfully, "Do you find 'Dessert Chef Brother' too cheesy?"
Wen Qi was startled.
He controlled his facial muscles and turned to glare at the ghostly Wen Li.
Wen Li sighed, "Your profession is a dessert chef, you're older than her, calling you 'Dessert Chef Brother' is quite normal, isn't it? Why would you find it cheesy? That little girl over there used to call you 'Ice Cream Brother', why wasn't that cheesy? Is it the nickname that's cheesy, or did it touch something inside you?"
The young writer tried not to sound sarcastic, but Wen Qi still felt deeply mocked.
Looking around, no one paid attention to this corner, he used his height advantage to grab the slender, weak little brother, pushed him toward the back door, and once outside, he slammed the door shut.
