After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Lan Yujuan promised that if she could find the girl in the photo, she would come back and order three more bottles of wine for the waiter.

Unexpectedly, the waiter's eyes flickered slightly before he shook his head and refused.

Then, with his back to the camera, he leaned closer and whispered:

"Sis, you don't need to waste your money by ordering three extra bottles of wine."

"If you order one bottle of wine, I only get 100 yuan in commission. Even if you order three bottles, it's only 300 yuan. I can only get paid when I get my salary."

"Just treat me the same way you treated the receptionist... Skip the middleman, and we'll both benefit."

Lan Yujuan raised an eyebrow and immediately agreed, "No problem!"

"Whether you find it or not tonight, I'll give you the amount you asked for!"

"If you can help me find the person, I'll triple the reward!"

Upon hearing this, the waiter immediately became excited, "Really?"

Lan Yujuan nodded earnestly, "Yes, of course I take it seriously!"

Chen Mo only has this one younger sister. Although they are officially uncle and niece, they don't interact much.

But Lan Yujuan knew very well that the brother and sister had a very deep bond.

They hold a very important place in each other's hearts.

Just like last time, Qin Shuyi was so angry and felt so wronged, but as long as Chen Mo appeared, she would still listen carefully to anything he said.

Chen Mo is usually very indifferent. Unless his family members need something and take the initiative to contact him, he rarely does so.

Furthermore, the time before last, the old lady suddenly appeared at Chen Mo's new home, which made Chen Mo extremely angry.

But upon hearing that Qin Shuyi had told the old lady the access code for her own home, she instantly lost her temper.

They didn't even consider settling scores later when Qin Shuyi returned.

It was lifted high, then gently lowered.

Not to mention, Qin Shuyi is Chen Feifei's only daughter.

Even though Chen Feifei is neither her sister-in-law on the surface nor her mother-in-law in reality, she is still a benefactor in her work.

Both morally and logically, she had to help and find Qin Shuyi as soon as possible.

Upon hearing that the reward for simply helping to find someone was so high, the waiter immediately took off his apron and threw it onto the stool next to him.

"Sis, let's go, I'll take you to find someone right now!"

The foreman, who was not far away, clearly noticed that something was wrong and walked over with a stern face.

"What's wrong with you? It's work time, please mind your appearance!"

"Hurry up and put on your apron!"

The waitress rolled her eyes and said as she walked away, "I'm on my period, my stomach hurts, so I'm taking the day off!"

The supervisor, unfazed, glanced at her and sneered, "Which of our female servers doesn't have their period?"

"There are only 30 days in a month, and menstruation takes up a quarter of that time. If everyone took leave like you, how could this shop possibly stay in business?"

"Besides, you were just jumping around a moment ago, and now you're talking back to me with such vigor, you don't look like you have a stomachache at all!"

"Stop talking nonsense, put on your apron right now. Sick leave is denied, get back to work!"

After speaking, he turned his head, looked Lan Yujuan up and down, then glanced at the food and drinks on the table, and said uncertainly:

"Are you Lan Qingqing's older sister, or her friend?"

"Lan Qingqing is at work right now. If you need to see her, please come after she finishes get off work!"

Lan Yujuan was somewhat surprised; she hadn't expected to meet someone with the same surname as her here.

This surname is quite rare.

She was about to speak up for Lan Qingqing when, unexpectedly, the other woman reached out and stopped her, indicating that she didn't need her help at all.

"Even though you're the foreman, you're not the boss. I'm just asking for sick leave, why won't you approve it?"

The foreman crossed his arms and sneered, "You say you're sick, and you just get sick? Where are your medical records? How can you prove it?"

Lan Qingqing took a deep breath and then laughed in exasperation, "I asked for leave for you before I even started work, but you wouldn't approve it!"

"I haven't even been to the hospital, so where would I get medical records? Did you prepare them in advance?"

As she spoke, she took a strip of painkillers out of her pocket and slammed it onto the table next to her.

"You wanted evidence? Here is the evidence!"

"You can check the security footage. I took painkillers just half an hour ago because my back was in so much pain I couldn't straighten up!"

The foreman curled his lip, completely unconcerned, and casually said while picking at his nails:

"So what if we watch the surveillance footage? Your back hurts so much you can't straighten up, and you've taken painkillers, that only proves that your back hurts."

"You're feeling much better now that you've taken your medicine, right? Then you should go back to work!"

As the foreman spoke, his gaze drifted towards Lan Qingqing's lower body, and he deliberately said:

"Unless you can prove in public that you really need to take sick leave because of menstrual cramps."

"Instead of trying to take the opportunity to cheat and sneak out to play with my girlfriends."

Lan Qingqing put her hands on her hips and angrily blew on her bangs.

Without much hesitation, she turned to Lan Yujuan and said:

"Sis, turn your head away first."

Lan Yujuan didn't understand why, but she did as she was told.

No one expected that the moment Lan Yujuan turned her head away, Lan Qingqing reached her hand into her skirt.

"Okay, I'll prove it to you right now!"

Before the supervisor could react, a dark red sanitary pad was slapped directly onto his face.

"Do you see it clearly now?"

After finishing her task, Lan Qingqing smiled smugly, then switched hands, grabbed Lan Yujuan, and ran wildly towards the back door.

The only sound in the entire store was the manager's bloodcurdling scream, "Ah!!!"

"Lan Qingqing, I'm going to kill you!"