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

Lan Yujuan had only mixed half of the sesame paste when Chen Mo smiled and took it from her, saying, "Okay, I'll do it!"

Chen Mo lived in the north for many years and was an excellent noodle maker, with top-notch skills in mixing sesame paste.

Lan Yujuan can cook, but unfortunately she can only make stir-fries and rice.

For a few years, she had wanted to learn how to make noodles, just like her mother-in-law.

Unfortunately, my former mother-in-law's cooking skills were terrible, and the noodles she made always tasted strange.

Even her own family doesn't like to eat it, let alone have any extra cooking skills to teach her.

On the contrary, the Liu family's appetite improved significantly after Lan Yujuan took over the kitchen.

Chen Mo sat busy beside her, while Lan Yujuan rested her chin on her hand, quietly watching.

Until Lin Feng, who was not far away, carried the pot broth outside while asking for help:

"There's not enough hot water in the kitchen. Can someone go to the front counter and boil a few more kettles for me?"

Looking around, only Lan Yujuan was free.

She immediately clapped her hands, smiled, and stood up, saying, "Okay, I'll go boil some water in the front."

She had just gotten up to walk towards the front of the shop when Chen Mo quickly reminded her:

"Don't rush to carry the water yourself after it boils. Give me a call, and I'll come help!"

Lan Yujuan smiled and waved her hand, "Okay, I got it!"

With everything ready, everyone found their seats and waited for the water to boil so they could add water and start cooking. Everyone was very happy.

Because there were many people, there were also many mahjong tiles to be mixed.

Chen Mo was sitting in the corner, working slowly and methodically, when suddenly a pretty figure approached him, smiling and saying:

"Need any help? I'm an expert at mixing sesame paste!"

Chen Mo glanced up and immediately recognized Chen Ping, the shop's newly hired barista.

Although the other party has only been in the store for a short time, they have already met three times, including this time.

"Thank you, but no need," Chen Mo coldly refused.

He was a little confused as to why this woman had suddenly come up to him and started talking to him.

If she's really good at this job, what was she doing just now?

I'm about to finish this job, and she comes here trying to steal the credit.

Chen Mo shook his head silently, his eyes fixed on the bowl of perfectly mixed sesame paste.

This is his work; he's planning to show off with it later.

However, his refusal did not deter the other party.

Instead of keeping his distance, Chen Ping stood to the side with his hands folded behind his back, a smile on his face, and observed intently.

"Mr. Chen's cooking is really good, I'd like to learn!"

Chen Mo frowned, finding the woman beside him rather strange, and couldn't guess what she was up to.

Right now, he was just here to freeload a meal, so he didn't interfere too much with the staff's affairs and didn't ask any questions, treating the person standing next to him as if he were invisible.

But he never expected that his neglect would be seen as tacit approval by the other party.

"I heard that the fire department came to the store for a surprise inspection this morning."

"Mr. Chen, have you heard about this?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo paused in his work. "Yes, I've heard about it."

Not only had I heard about it, but even after the final inspection was passed, the other party was reluctant to leave.

He had to call his wife at home himself to quickly resolve the matter.

Chen Ping glanced around, then suddenly took a half-step closer and lowered his voice:

"Actually, I suspect that someone is behind this."

Chen Mo immediately straightened up, picked up the stool and moved it to the side by more than half a step, his brows clearly furrowed.

"I'm telling the truth! Mr. Chen, don't you believe me?"

Chen Mo stared coldly at the other person without saying a word.

He knew, of course, that someone had maliciously reported this behind his back.

But right now, what he finds most abhorrent is Chen Ping's words and actions.

She was wary of the other employees in the coffee shop, but instead took the initiative to share secrets with him.

He hated this feeling.

In Chen Mo's mind, Lan Yujuan and the other employees in the store were all friends who trusted each other and treated each other sincerely.

In broad daylight, there's nothing that can't be said openly.

"Sorry, I just came here to eat hot pot today."

"If you feel there's a problem with this, it would be more appropriate to talk to your supervisor, store manager, or boss directly."

The implication was that it wasn't appropriate to discuss this matter with him.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Chen Ping's face, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by a sweet smile.

"Yes, Mr. Chen is right!"

"When I have time later, I'll refine my wording and definitely give my supervisor a proper report!"

Lan Yujuan was leaning over the front desk, waiting for the water to boil while playing on her phone.

Suddenly, a message popped up on WeChat; it was a picture sent by Teacher Kong.

Curious, she clicked on it and wow!

Chen Ping, who was just busy in the corner and was very inconspicuous, suddenly jumped to Chen Mo's side.

After posting the picture, Teacher Kong added the following text:

"Someone's trying to poach your staff, come back immediately!"

Lan Yujuan burst out laughing as soon as she saw the text.

Just then, the water boiled, and she immediately picked up her phone, dialed Chen Mo's number, and said with a grin:

"Honey, the water's boiled, can you come help me?"

"it is good."

On the other end of the phone, before the call was even over, Chen Mo had already put down his things, gotten up, and walked forward.

Chen Ping was left standing there, completely bewildered, watching Chen Mo's retreating figure as he suddenly got up and left.

Is this man always so rude to pretty and gentle girls?