After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

The diners were as excited as if they had won a battle. Their eyes looked at Lin Fan not only with admiration for his culinary skills, but also with great respect for his character.

These days, a boss who dares to directly confront these "elite" people to protect his customers is truly tough!

"call……"

Watching that suffocating figure disappear completely, Shen Man felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders, and she slumped back into her chair.

She exhaled a long breath, and felt the surrounding murky air instantly become fresh and sweet.

She looked up, her gaze somewhat dazed as she stared at Lin Fan standing by the table.

The man was not complacent about his victory. He turned around and deftly tidied up the vinegar bottle and chopstick holder that had almost been overturned.

He was wearing an ordinary white chef's uniform, with an apron tied around his waist, and even had a few beads of sweat on his forehead from his busy work.

For some reason, at this moment, in Shen Man's eyes, this down-to-earth figure was a million times more impressive and pleasing to the eye than Liu Zhiyuan, who was wearing a high-end suit worth hundreds of thousands and spraying expensive cologne!

The moment Lin Fan stood in front of her, his words, "I'm her friend," and "What right do you have if you're not married?" were like a warm current that crashed into the softest part of her heart.

"Feed... Lin Fan."

Shen Man bit her lower lip, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, and two unnatural blushes rose on her cheeks:

"Um... thanks for earlier."

"I didn't expect you to be so manly when it really matters, even though you seem like a blockhead most of the time."

Lin Fan paused slightly as he tidied the table.

He turned around and looked at Shen Man's awkward yet somewhat shy expression. He didn't take the opportunity to claim credit or tease her; he simply shook his head calmly.

"You're welcome."

"With me, no one can force you to do something you don't like, and no one can force you to leave."

"Also, if you encounter someone like this in the future, just refuse them if you don't like them. Don't force yourself to be nice."

"Eating is for enjoyment, and so is living. If even eating a bowl of noodles you want has to be calculated in calories, what's the point of life?"

Shen Man's heart skipped a beat.

These words, though simple, are a thousand times more appealing than the hundreds of voice messages Liu Zhiyuan sent about "asset allocation" and "family interests"!

She sniffed, suppressing the lump of emotion welling up in her eyes, and deliberately raised her chin, letting out a haughty snort:

"Tch! Of course I know that! Do you want to lecture me?"

"However..." she changed the subject, pointing to her empty bowl, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Lin Fan:

"Since you behaved quite well just now, I've decided to forgive your lecture."

"But! That scumbag just ruined my appetite, and I'm still hungry! Give me another braised egg!!"

"OK."

Lin Fan smiled helplessly, turned around and walked towards the kitchen. "Wait here."

Watching Lin Fan walk into the kitchen, Qin Lang, who had been sitting silently to the side, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He stroked his chin, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he leaned closer to Shen Man, and smacked his lips in a cheeky manner:

"Tsk tsk tsk! Miss Shen, something's not right!"

"What's wrong?" Shen Man felt uneasy under his gaze.

"That look in your eyes just now... oh my, it was practically dripping with saliva!" Qin Lang gestured exaggeratedly.

"I've known you for over twenty years, and when have I ever seen you so obedient to a man? 'Thanks'? 'Still not satisfied'? You're not just not satisfied, you're just starting to fall for someone!"

"Qin Lang! Do you have a death wish?!"

Shen Man instantly lost her temper, grabbed a crumpled napkin from the table and threw it at him.

"That's my savior! What's wrong with me being polite? Is there anything else in your head besides garbage?"

"Hehe, an explanation is just a cover-up." Qin Lang easily dodged the paper ball, his face showing a profound and unfathomable look of someone who had seen through the world.

"But honestly, compared to Brother Lin, your fiancé was a total jerk. One was all about calculating your family fortune with numbers, while the other quietly cooked and protected you. Anyone would know which to choose."

"However..." Qin Lang changed the subject, lowering his voice and asking with a gossipy look:

"Don't forget, Brother Lin was married before and has a child. Although he's divorced, his ex-wife... I've heard she's no pushover either."

Shen Man was stunned for a moment.

Su Qing.

The name was like a bucket of cold water, instantly calming her feverish mind.

Yes, Lin Fan is Su Qing's ex-husband.

Although the two are already divorced, and it was Su Qing who initiated the divorce, Su Qing still looks down on Lin Fan to this day.

But... as her best friend, what would it mean if she really fell for Lin Fan?

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Shen Man tossed her hair in frustration, her eyes darting away.

"Who wants to jump into a fire pit? I just think his cooking is delicious! That's all! Besides, what kind of men hasn't I, the eldest daughter of the Shen family, seen? Would I fall for a divorced man with a child? What a joke!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a joke, a joke." Qin Lang nodded perfunctorily, but his eyes were full of "I don't believe you for a second."

Just then, Lin Fan came out carrying a small plate.

On the plate sits a freshly peeled "Qiankun Tea Egg," its egg white covered with beautiful marble patterns, steaming hot and emitting a delightful aroma.

"Your egg." Lin Fan placed the plate in front of Shen Man.

"Thanks!" Shen Man ignored Qin Lang's teasing and took a bite of the tea egg.

The soft, chewy texture and rich medicinal aroma melted instantly in my mouth.

good to eat.

Really delicious.

While eating, Shen Man secretly glanced at Lin Fan, who had already turned around to greet other guests.

No matter what the future holds, at least for now, as long as I can sit here and quietly eat a bowl of noodles, even if the sky were to fall, it wouldn't seem so scary.

……

The midday business peak gradually subsides around 12:30 pm.

After seeing off the last wave of people who came specifically to check in because of the "sour plum drink," Lin Fan was finally able to catch his breath.

He glanced at the transaction data at the cash register.

Today's sales weren't as outrageous as yesterday's, but they still remained at an astonishing figure.

Especially the sour plum drink, although it was limited to 1000 cups, it was sold out in just one and a half hours. If it weren't for ensuring the quality, he could have sold 3,000 cups!

"Boss, are you sure there aren't any left? I've been waiting for forty minutes!"

A few young people, still unwilling to give up, were peeking around the doorway.

"That's all. Please come early tomorrow."

Lin Fan skillfully hung up the "Sold Out" sign, then pulled down the roller shutter, leaving only a crack for ventilation.

The shop quieted down.

"Boss Lin, can I talk to you about something?"

Seeing that Lin Fan had some free time, Qin Lang went over to him, looking all mysterious.