Zhao Cheng'an set his sights on Qin Huai.
He quietly moved two steps towards Qin Huai, seeing that Qin Huai didn't react, he moved another two steps, but was stopped by Master Zhou's reprimand when he tried to go further.
"Lao San, what are you doing?" Master Zhou's face had a hint of irritation that just got better for a while, making me feel like you deserve a little slap.
Zhao Cheng'an chuckled: "I want to get closer to Qin Huai to share some good luck."
Master Zhou: ...?
Qin Huai, who was wrestling with orange dumplings and almost got beaten by them: ?
Is Zhao Cheng'an alright, has he got a bug in his brain again?
Qin Huai looked up at Zhao Cheng'an, saw he was already lowering his head obediently making snacks, so he didn't say anything and continued fighting with the orange dumplings.
That day, Master Qin, who arrived at Zhiwei Restaurant for work at 8 in the morning, left work early at 4 in the afternoon, leaving lightly with a pile of ugly dumplings behind.
