Young Master is Came

Shu Yao came with his girlfriend to the cake shop. He brought a large cardboard box. His girlfriend brought a large paper bag and several cartons. When they arrived at the cake shop, Qianru was tidying a small garden in front of the shop.

"Jiejie, we came," Shu Yao immediately greeted Qianru. Qianru turned and smiled at the man who she had considered as her own younger brother.

"Jiejie, how are you?" Shu Yao's girlfriend, Hualing greeted Qianru.

"I am fine. It's been a long time since we met. Thank you for your coming to help me today," Qianru said sincerely. Hualing smiled and hugged Qianru for a while.

"Sorry, Jiejie. Later I'm busy. There were many assignments given by the lecturer," Huilang spoke in a soft voice.

"It is okay. I just miss you," Qianru answered.

"Where are your friends?" Qianru asked Shu Yao. Shu Yao smiled.

"They are on their way. One of my friends will stop at a flower shop to buy lots of flowers. Others look for balloons. All will be used to decorate this cake shop, "Shu Yao explained. Qianru nodded his head.

"Jiejie, I'll help you in the kitchen. Let Shu Yao decorate this shop, "Hualing invited Qianru. Qianru nodded her head.

"Shu Yao, did Chen Jinhai come? He has a motorcycle, right?"

"Yes Jiejie, he will come later. He has to finish his college assignment before coming here, "

"There's a lot of bread that hasn't been sold yesterday. I want to ask for his help to deliver the bread to the orphanage, "

"I'll ask him for send it's later. Jiejie just went to the kitchen and made the cake, "Shu Yao said while removing the contents of the cardboard he was carrying. Qianru nodded his head and went to the kitchen with Hualing.

There is a lot of work in the kitchen. Starting from sifting flour. Make cake dough. Then prepare the contents of the cake.

"Jiejie, what kind of cake is this Young Master ordering?"

"White Chocolate Cake. He gave a lot of fruit as a fill. The outer layer is white chocolate. Then coated again with a little dark chocolate. He asked for a multi-level cake, "Qianru answered Hualing while putting a stainless bowl on the kitchen table.

"Shu Yao said that this young master is seven years old. Usually a child of that age will ask for a cake with a picture of his favorite character, "Hualing responded to Qianru's answer. Her words made Qianru smile.

"You are right. I was also surprised why this young master ordered a cake like this. He doesn't ask for cartoon characters, "Qianru gave Hualing flour. Hualing began to sift it out.

"I am being curious,"

"Take it easy, Hualing. You will meet him later," Qianru smiled. She who was taking the cake dough mixer, paused for a moment. She remembered the face of the boy who had bought his cake several times. The child has a charisma. She is also handsome and polite.

"His parents are lucky to have a child like him," Qianru praised.

***

By late afternoon, cakes and decorations were finished. Shu Yao's friends came to help make the decorations so the decorations were finished quickly.

The benches in the small garden are decorated with white roses and blue ribbons. Many balloons decorate the small garden. A cloth banner that says happy birthday is placed above the shop entrance.

The banner cloth was written with spray paint, but it still looks neat. Shu Yao and his friends study art. Decoration like this is not difficult according to them.

Qianru was satisfied to see the decoration.

Then a luxury car stopped in front of the cake shop. An old man walked into the front yard. Looks dashing because it uses a black coat.

"Miss Jiang, I called last night," the man greeted.

"Mr. Li Shiyu? All preparations for the party are over. Where is Young Master Zhang? "

"He was persuading our Young Lady to get out of the car,"

"Her sister?"

"Yes. Our master suddenly couldn't come to Young Master Zhang's birthday party. There is a problem in the company. That made our young lady disappointed and cried, "

"Let me persuade her," Qianru suggested. She walked over to the open car door. She saw Young Master Zhang being persuading his younger sister.

"Come on, Ruolan. We have to get off right away. I don't want my friends to see our luxury car. They will think that I'm arrogant," Zhang Yingjie persuaded his younger sister. However, the younger sister refused and increasingly raised the sound of her crying.

"Dad, Dad! I want Daddy now," the little girl roared. Qianru approached the crying little girl.

"Beautiful little princess, why cry?" Qianru greeted softly.

"Sorry, Miss Jiang. My young sister, Ruolan really wants my father to come, but he can't," said Yingjie and Qianru felt sorry for seeing these two children. She was not smart to calm down children. However, her maternal feeling side appeared. She wiped away Ruolan's tears. She slowly caressed the girl's hair.

"Ruolan, you are a good child. Auntie will accompany you all day. Auntie promises that you will be very happy at this party, "Qianru persuaded her. Ruolan looked at Qianru.

"Your powder fades. The hair ties are not neat anymore. Come on inside. Auntie will fix it. Auntie will make Ruolan become a very sweet princess today," Qianru persuaded again. However, Ruolan is still in doubt.

"Auntie has lots of sweets and sweet cakes," Qianru persuaded her and this time Ruolan nodded her head. Qianru extended her hand. She pulled Ruolan into her arms. She carried Ruolan into the cake shop and went up to the second floor of her house.

Yingjie followed Qianru. Mr. Li looked relieved because the young lady wanted to obey.

"Let's wipe your face, Ruolan," Qianru put the Ruolan on his bed. She took a wet tissue and used it gently to wipe Ruolan's face.

"How old are you?" Qianru asked the girl. Ruolan shows four of her fingers.

"She is only four years old," Yingjie confirmed. Qianru nodded her head. Sh started giving powder to the little girl's face.

"Now you look more beautiful," Qianru praised. Ruolan looked in the mirror. He doesn't smile.

"Can I rearrange your hair?" Qianru asked and Ruolan nodded her head. Qianru began combing Ruolan's hair slowly. Ruolan's hair is only shoulder length. She also has front bangs above the eyebrows. Qianru took a hair curler to make the little girl's hair more volume.

"Now, you are getting more beautiful," Qianru praised. The little girl nodded her head and smiled thinly.

"Ruolan, thank Miss Jiang," Yingjie held the shoulder of her younger sister. Ruolan with expressions of shame, bowed her head.

"Thank you Miss Jiang," Ruolan said.

"Let's go downstairs," Yingjie pulled the hand of her younger sister. However, Qianru stopped him.

"Young Master Zhang, I will tidy up your hair," Qianru said and without asking for his approval, combed the boy's hair.

"Wait a minute," Qianru said and he ran down to Shu Yao and his friends.

"Are you carrying a pomade?"

"Yes, I brought it," Shu Yao nodded his head and immediately took the pomade from his bag.

"I take this. Young Master's hair is a bit messy," Qianru asked.

"I persuaded the young master to go to the beauty shop, but he refused," Mr. Li Shuyu who listened to their conversation, replied.

"I know. I've known a boy like him. Do not like to go to a salon and even prefer to cut his hair at home," Qianru smiled. She immediately went upstairs. She approached Yingjie and arranged his hair with a pomenade.

"Why doesn't the Young Master throw a party at the hotel?" Qianru asked. Yingjie who was holding the mirror, sighed.

"I do not like. If I celebrate my birthday at hotel, all the reporters will come. I don't like being highlighted," Yingjie told the reason.

"Beside it, I don't want to make my friends feel uncomfortable. They are come from middle class. If I make a fancy party, they can be reluctant to be friends with me because they feel inferior," Yingjie continued.

"You are similar to someone I know," Qianru smiled. She remembered the face of a man who had filled her life. The man who she considers to be part of her own soul.

"Already completed. I'm not too much hair, isn't it?" Qianru asked the little boy.

"Yes. Thank you Miss Jiang, "

"You're welcome, Young Master Zhang,"

"Yingjie," Yingjie said his name.

"What?" Qianru asked because he didn't understand.

"My name is Yingjie. Call me by my name. That sounds more comfortable, "

"Alright," Qianru agreed.

"Let's go downstairs, Ruolan," Yingjie grabbed her sister's hand. He led his sister down to the floor.