"Sirs, the chef is here." Ah Xing was mindful to say 'chef' instead of 'Brother Yao'.
With his back to the door, Helian Jing could only clench his fist nervously as he muttered under his breath, "Big Yaoyao, you cannot be angry. This is not my fault, I didn't bring him here…"
Deng Haichuan entered, cupping his hands together as he said, "Greetings, sirs."
Upon hearing his voice, Helian Jing's eyes widened. He turned around and was even more surprised at what he saw. How is this Big Yaoyao? But, no, this is better! Helian Jing kept silent and buried himself in his food.
Xia Chunyu watched Little Jing's reaction calmly. The chef standing before him looked like he was in his twenties, tall and sturdy, and not at all like the Big Yaoyao that Little Jing mentioned.
"Did you make these dishes yourself?" Xia Chunyu leaned back, drumming his fingers leisurely against the surface of the table.
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