Chen Mengyao finally reacted: "Oh... I probably know who gave it to me, so I don't want it either, I'll put it here too."

During the Spring Festival, there were very few people in the vegetable market stalls. Wen Yan often came to buy vegetables. The familiar stall owner was there. When she finished choosing the things and paid, the stall owner suddenly took out a black plastic bag from behind and said, "Hey, it's not easy for you two little girls. My son brought it back to me from another place. I'll give you some food."

Wen Yan subconsciously felt that it was not something particularly expensive, so he refused and took it away. When she paid the money and turned around and left, Chen Mengyao frequently turned back: "It's so strange. After we bought the things, we are all closing the stall and ready to go home."

Wen Yan also looked back and saw that it was true. It was still early, and the aunt who gave her something was about to leave. She glanced into the black bag and suddenly realized something was wrong. On the surface, it looked like it was filled with cheap black plastic bags, not something valuable, but there was no less than two kilograms of high-quality beef lying inside!

This kind of beef is not easy to buy in China. It is imported and the market price is very high. It is vacuum-packed. No one is so stupid that he can give such expensive things to others. If the aunts really can afford this kind of beef, at least they are middle and high-end, and they still wear simple clothes by setting up stalls and selling vegetables?

"I think... this is a bit like Jing Shaoqing's style. After all, no one seems to have more insights in terms of ingredients than him. I have eaten this beef in his store..." Wen Yan's face looked a little complicated.

Chen Mengyao suddenly realized: "He also gave the scarf at the door? Are you sure he is the only one? Will Mu Tingchen come too? I'm a little panicked now... I dare not go home..."

Wen Yan's shoulders drooped: "Mu Tingchen won't come, at least not now. Since Jing Shaoqing is here, just call him. This beef is too expensive. I'm sorry for this beef for my cooking skills, so I asked him to cook."

Chen Mengyao didn't expect Wen Yan to make such arrangements. She hadn't eaten the food made by Jing Shaoqing for a long time. She was so greedy that she immediately took out her cell phone and called Jing Shaoqing. The phone was answered in seconds: "I know you are here. You arranged for someone to give us the beef? If you come, don't hide and come out to cook!"

"You guys discovered it so soon, then I'll come out."

Jing Shaoqing's voice suddenly sounded behind them, and the two turned around at the same time. Jing Shaoqing was wearing a black windbreaker and his face was like spring breeze. His noble temperament was incompatible with the dirty vegetable market.

It was obvious that they had agreed before leaving the imperial capital that they would no longer have any interaction with people and things in the past, but now they are "really fragrant" for a few pounds of beef. It seems that no one can escape the law of true fragrance and cannot resist Jing Shaoqing's cooking skills.

"Where did you come out? Have you been following us all the time? That's too terrible! Are you a stalker? I ask you, did you come alone or Mu Tingchen is here?" Chen Mengyao met Jing Shaoqing several months later, but she was still not unfamiliar at all.

"No, it's just that my mother was driven out and there was no place to go and surrender to you. I came alone, Tingchen didn't come." Jing Shaoqing said in a joking tone, and subconsciously glanced at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan lowered his head and walked forward as if nothing had happened, feeling a little disappointed. Yes, even if she didn't want Mu Tingchen to come, she would still be disappointed when she knew that he really hadn't come. People were originally a contradiction, and they were always looking forward to something.

Thinking of the scarf at the door, Chen Mengyao asked, "You also gave the scarf?"

Jing Shaoqing nodded: "That's right, it's not easy to come to the door without hands. It's the New Year, do you think so?"

Chen Mengyao's eyes flashed with a gleam: "If I had known you had given it, I would have accepted it. I wouldn't hesitate at all. I'd say it's worthy of being a 'Friend of Women'. You have a good attitude and the scarf looks very good~"

Jing Shaoqing was not humble either: "Of course, let's go and go back to cook."

When he got home, Chen Mengyao put away his scarf, Jing Shaoqing walked into the kitchen and started preparing ingredients. It was not easy to have a big meal, so he had to spend time and energy preparation.

I was bored, Chen Mengyao clicked on the takeaway platform to check the store’s situation. After all, I can’t rest for a few years during the Chinese New Year and will be open soon. I haven’t read the customer’s comments for a while.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, but she gets up: “Xiaoyan, look, why are there so many bad reviews?”

Wen Yan leaned forward and took a look, frowned: "There will be too many negative reviews that will affect the order, what's going on? Isn't this what you have been following?"

Chen Mengyao said with a bitter face: "I usually have to take care of drinks and cashiers, and I haven't paid attention to it for a while."
Chapter completed!