"I'm really going to savor this and see if these Stir-fried Beef Noodles are authentic," Lin Murong sat down, poised and ready to feast.
Su Yinhe: "..."
Laughing so hard, not afraid of dying from laughter.
Su Yinhe admitted she was a bit malicious.
But she couldn't help it.
She might just naturally be a malicious woman.
Su Yinhe sighed.
"Boss, don't sigh. I won't laugh anymo...hahaha...sorry, I couldn't hold it back." Xu Jiaoqin really didn't want to laugh anymore—after all, she was just a customer and should show some respect to the boss.
But for some reason, as she tried to hold back her laughter, seeing the boss's expression, she couldn't help herself again.
"Alright, alright, if you can't hold it back, then don't. Holding back too much isn't good either," said Su Yinhe, patting her shoulder.
"Alright then, I won't hold back hahaha..." Xu Jiaoqin completely let loose.
And started laughing loudly again.
