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

Lan Yujuan was holding Lan Qingqing's hand, preparing to push open the door and walk into the store.

Reporters carrying cameras and microphones immediately came to greet them upon seeing them.

"Hello, we are reporters from the Lifestyle Channel. Would it be convenient for us to conduct an interview?"

Lan Yujuan was about to refuse when Lan Qingqing, who was standing next to her, heard that the other party was from a TV station and immediately started to fix her clothes and hair.

"No problem! You can interview me as you like!" She noticed that Lan Qingqing was clearly very excited.

When Lan Qingqing saw her looking over, she even leaned closer and whispered a word of advice:

"Sis, this is a great opportunity to be on TV, we have to seize it!"

"From now on, your coffee shop will be the one featured on TV. How can it be the same as a regular coffee shop?"

"Later, we can take screenshots of the photos of you and the cafe on TV, print them out, and hang them on the most prominent wall in the cafe as a landmark photo spot."

Lan Yujuan couldn't help but chuckle at her seemingly logical explanation. "Okay, I'll listen to you!"

So, before entering the store, the two of them also did an interview.

The camera started filming from outside the store and followed the two people into the store to queue up and order.

Then the two of them, each holding a cup of coffee, sat by the floor-to-ceiling window and leisurely savored their drinks.

The other person carried a camera and wandered around various corners of the coffee shop, providing information.

Qi Lei couldn't manage the shop alone, so he didn't hesitate to call his cousin over from school.

The two of them were busy behind the bar.

When she heard a familiar voice, looked up, and saw that Lan Yujuan had brought reporters and photographers to queue up for coffee, she felt like the sky was falling.

"We don't need to advertise this coffee shop anymore, do we?" Qi Lei's smile was more like a grimace.

He certainly wanted the store to do well, but it really didn't need to be that good.

He feared that he might earn the hard-earned money, but not have time to spend it...

Lan Yujuan subconsciously raised her hand, touched her earlobe, and said awkwardly:

"We just happened to run into each other at the door; guests are guests, after all!"

"But it's okay, I've found you a great helper, you can start tomorrow!"

After the interview, Lan Yujuan began to introduce Lan Qingqing, who was about to start working at her store, to her manager.

While working quickly, Qi Lei tentatively asked:

Have you studied coffee? Do you like drinking coffee? Do you have any related work experience?

Lan Qingqing shook her head one by one: "No, no, not at all."

Qi Lei looked her up and down, but his expression showed no surprise.

"So what are your skills? Do you have any special talents?"

Lan Qingqing hesitated for only a moment before answering, "Does carrying plates count?"

"I have a few months of experience serving dishes and I also washed dishes in the kitchen for a year."

"I can help serve coffee and wash cups. As for anything else I don't know, I can learn on the job."

Lan Yujuan stood to the side listening, already in her heart agreeing.

Despite her young age, Lan Qingqing is quite pretty and has a fiery personality.

But she's hardworking and doesn't pick and choose jobs. She's hardworking and willing to learn, which makes her much better than most young women.

Clearly, Qi Lei was also very satisfied with Lan Qingqing's answer.

"Since you've worked as a waiter, you should have a health certificate, right?"

Lan Qingqing nodded vigorously, "Yes, of course!"

Without saying a word, Qi Lei tossed an apron to Lan Qingqing and immediately said:

"Can I start now? I'll pay you for half a day!"

Lan Qingqing took the apron and immediately tied it on.

I must say, she was indeed fast and steady as she moved up and down the stairs carrying the coffee.

After explaining everything, Lan Yujuan stayed in the shop for a while longer. Feeling a bit tired, she went home early.

On her way home, she bought some groceries.

She had assumed that since she was home so early today, Chen Mo must not be home.

But to my surprise, as soon as I opened the door and returned home, I heard noises coming from the direction of the kitchen.

Before she could even go over to look, the kitchen door creaked open, and Chen Mo poked his head out.

"You're back?"

With a smile on his face, Chen Mo saw that she was carrying groceries, and quietly came over and took them from her.

"Why are you back so early today? Is the coffee shop busy?"

The mere mention of coffee shops gave Lan Yujuan a headache, and she managed a weak smile:

"The shop is really busy today!"

"I reckon the store will stay this busy for a while."

Only when the hype gradually subsides and the flow of people recedes like the ebb and flow of the tide will the store be able to gradually return to normal.

As Lan Yujuan spoke, she followed Chen Mo into the kitchen. "What are you fiddling with?"

"I was thinking of coming home early today to cook dinner for you and Xiaoman!"

"I didn't expect you to be back before me!"

Chen Mo lowered his head, slowly arranged the ingredients, and put them in the refrigerator, saying in a low voice:

"There wasn't much going on at the company today, so I stayed there for a while and then came back early."

Lan Yujuan didn't think much of what he said, since whether the company was in trouble or not was up to him to decide.

If he doesn't want to stay at the company, nothing can keep him there.

On the contrary, if he is willing to go back to the company to work overtime, he can finish the work for the next quarter in the same month.

"It's good that you came back early. If you're tired, just rest!" Lan Yujuan said gently, as if nothing had happened.

After placing the ingredients, Chen Mo turned around, washed his hands, and then ladled out a small bowl of soup.

"I made this soup this afternoon: abalone, pork tripe, fish maw, coconut chicken. It's a new dish I learned to make. How does it taste?"

Lan Yujuan subconsciously reached out to take the bowl, but Chen Mo raised his hand to avoid it.

The next second, Chen Mo picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it gently, and then fed it to her lips.

Lan Yujuan's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously sensed that something was wrong; Chen Mo was behaving very strangely today.

The soup he recently researched is also quite unusual.

But she didn't refuse. Instead, she leaned against the stove and finished the soup with Chen Mo's help.

"Is it good?"

Lan Yujuan wiped her mouth and nodded gently, "Mmm, it's delicious, the cooking time is perfect."

She was telling the truth; achieving that gelatinous texture through stewing takes time and effort, and slow and steady wins the race.

"Chen Mo, is there something you want to ask me?" Lan Yujuan asked directly, following her intuition.

Chen Mo's shoulders stiffened, and he slowly turned around to start washing the dishes. "Yes."

"If you like my cooking, I'll cook for you every day from now on, okay?"

His voice was low and deep. He wasn't saying "you," but "you all."

The word "you" could refer to her and Xiaoman, or it could refer to her and the baby in her belly.

The strings in Lan Yujuan's heart seemed to be gently plucked in an instant.

She suddenly let down her guard, slowly walked forward, and hugged Chen Mo from behind.

Then she buried her head in his clothes, her forehead against his back, and whispered:

"Chen Mo, I'm pregnant."