Chapter 46: The Fog Two Years Later

"Boss." A guest hurried to me with the cake he had just ordered.

"What's wrong?"

"Try this cake. I don't think it tastes right. Did your master put something wrong?"

I suddenly frowned after tasting it. There is indeed something wrong with this cake. It's salty.

"Wait a minute." I hurried to the kitchen with a cake to find Ye Yichen. He didn't have class today, so he came to work with me again.

"Master Ye, you have an accident."

"Boss Xia, why are you so flustered today? What accident happened?

"This cake doesn't taste right. Did you make it?"

"Well, I made it." Ye Yichen came over and tasted it, showing the same entangled expression as me.

"Well, there's really a problem. What did you put wrong? Will it be okay if you eat it? Why don't I apologize and refund it?" I turned around and was stopped by him as soon as I was about to leave. What table is this cake from? I'll deal with it.

"No. 14."

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Yichen leisurely walked out of the kitchen with the plate of problematic cake.

"Hello, is this what you ordered?" Ye Yichen asked with an apron and a slight bending down with a smile.

"Hmm."

I have to admit that Ye Yichen's face is enough to be described as handsome, sometimes strange, sometimes charming, and sometimes like a simple child.

It's just that more often he is lazy to dress up. But there is still a hot sunshine in my bones that can't be blocked by many dark clouds.

I have never seen cold and angry on his face. Even when he talks to me with a serious face, I think about how to pinch his serious face, and his worldly smile melts a lot of things that I can't see.

Generally, he is busy with the pastry chef in the kitchen and rarely comes to the front desk to order and deliver food. But the female guests who often come to the store know that there is a town house in our store: Ye Yichen.

"I don't seem to see you very often. Did you know about our Madeleine after being introduced by a friend?"

Madeleine is the name of my cake shop, and it is also a French pastry, shell cake.

When I took this name, I was just thinking about wrapping myself like a shell, so that I could separate the outside world and not hurt others or hurt myself.

"Well, when I came here for the second time, I ordered the same cake, but today's taste is not right. Your boss has also tasted it. Do you think there is something wrong with the ingredients?"

Although she said so, she kept staring at Ye Yichen's face and did not leave. Obviously, the quality of the cake didn't matter to her after seeing him.

"Well, although the style of the cake in our shop is the same, we have to change many kinds of flavors every day. Our boss only cares about the front of the store, so she doesn't care about what flavors will be launched today and what styles will be released tomorrow. The salad you ordered today is one of today's specialties, which may not be marked as Sorry for our negligence. If you really can't accept this taste, I can make a strawberry for you for free.

Ye Yichen's face has always had that faint smile, and in my opinion, there is still a trace of cunning in the smile.

He politely talked about his perverses and evils. I heard it clearly. Obviously, I'm confused. I'm the boss. When did you arrange special flavors? I don't know? It's also salad flavor. It's really good.

"Okay."

"Thank you for your understanding. I'll change the cake for you."

Ye Yichen nodded and was stopped by the guest as soon as he turned around to leave. He turned around nervously, afraid that she would suddenly realize that what he had just said was nonsense and become troublesome.

"Can you send it back when it's done?"

He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "No problem, please wait a moment."

After seeing that he was ready to come back, I rushed back to the kitchen to block him. As soon as he came in, he saw me leaning against the oven and looking at him with a bad smile.

"Young man, you are quite good at weaving. Does the cake smell like salad? Even if it really has it, it's not this taste.

"I said it has, and it has it. Who let me be a master?" The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Then tell me what's wrong."

"Actually, it's nothing. I just regard salt as sugar." While continuing his busy work, he confessed to me in an indifferent manner.

......

I thought that it was easier for me to believe than the salad flavor. But I'm also sure that he has something on his mind, otherwise he can't be so careless.

"Your father will be back the day after tomorrow. I will close the store tomorrow and accompany me to buy a suit of clothes."

There were few guests in the afternoon, so we sat down to have a snack.

"No, I'll go by myself tomorrow. You can stay in the store."

"Why, didn't you say that your father would come back and I would meet him? What happened?"

"No, he is so busy that it doesn't matter whether he sees him or not. It's the same when he stabilizes." His words flashed.

"It's up to you." I'm a little unhappy. I hate people who go back on what they promised.

"Why don't you promise me what I told you last time, and we will go home to see my father tomorrow as we agreed. What do you think?"

He knew I was angry, but he didn't know why he wanted to say such a thing, just like his father's delicious buns that I had to see.

It's another way I hate. I'm tired of his current appearance and this emphasis. I smiled and went back to the kitchen with a fresh cake plate.

Every time I face someone or something that makes me angry, my instinct is to hide. As long as I can't see or hear, I can get inner peace, even if I am still angry. Because I was gunpowder at that time, as long as you dared to catch up with me, I would definitely explode.

And the way of the explosion was just shouting feebly: "Don't talk to me, don't come over!"

Surely, he didn't come to pick me up on the weekend, but went home to see his father. I was in a hurry to welcome the peak traffic. Sure enough, one person and a pastry chef can't cope at all.

At this time, two pairs of fierce eyes looked at each other again after two years.

I don't know whether our life circle is too small or because the earth is round. No matter how far we go, we will come back to the starting point and meet those familiar strangers.

-

"Xiao Lei is so big in a blink of an eye. You don't remember me." A man with a beard said.

"Well, I don't remember."

"Actually, I don't remember you either. I just remember a child named Situ Lei. When I first saw you, you were a 5-6-year-old kid. Now they are all handsome guys who can help your father share the work. It's really unforgivable. Look at my stubble.

The bearded man spoke confidently, and his heroic laughter filled the room like a sound wave.

"I know you like red wine. This is what my father asked me to bring to you. I don't know much about this knowledge. If you have time to see how it goes, so that I can know if I have been confused by the people in the wine cellar. Situ Lei has been standing in front of him and hasn't sat down. He wants to leave at any time after putting down his things.

"It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, as soon as you want it. Ask Bohan to come to me if he has nothing to do. It's strange to miss him."

"Well, you must come when you have time. Then I'll go first."

"Why are you in such a hurry to walk? My son will come back in a moment. You two will also meet and get to know each other. You have to walk a lot if you have nothing to do." The bearded man stood up and pressed Situ Lei to the chair and sat down, looking enthusiastic and unstoppable.

The furniture in the room is arranged similar to the late Qing Dynasty, with mahogany tables and chairs, pen, ink, paper and inkstone. This bearded old man seems to like Chinese culture, but this hobby of collecting red wine is very different from his room style.

"Dad..."

The door suddenly opened, and Ye Yichen walked in slowly. He didn't notice Situ Lei sitting on the mahogany chair drinking tea, or maybe he saw it but behaved indifferently.

But Situ Lei was not as calm as him, but immediately raised his instinctive defensive armor and stood up after seeing Ye Yichen.

He heard Ye Yichen call the old man Dad, and he didn't know at all before he came here. Ye Yichen was the son of the person he wanted to see.

"Yi Chen, this is Xiao Lei, the son of your Uncle Situ. Why didn't you two make friends when you studied in the same school? The beard did not see the burning flame between the two, but kept trying to close the relationship between the two young people.

"We met, but he didn't know who I was."

His eyes narrowed into a crack, with a hypocritical smile like Situ Lei, and stretched out his hand.

"It seems that you have known who I am for a long time, but you have hidden yourself deeply." It may not be clear what Situ Lei's words mean, but Ye Yichen's heart is like a mirror.

"I haven't hidden anything from beginning to end. You guessed it yourself, didn't you? Whether you guess right or wrong, I don't think I have the obligation to confess anything to you.

"That's what it is."

The two's eyes were mixed with the inability to accommodate each other, and at the same time, they had to shake hands and talk with their own hypocritical smiles.

"What are you two talking about? Why can't I understand the conversation between you young people when I'm old?" The beard looks confused.

"Uncle Ye, I won't bother you to go back first."

"Don't, you see, Yi Chen has also come back and get together for dinner before leaving."

"I really don't need it." Situ Lei politely refused the beard and left the Ye family.

After Situ Lei left, Ye Yichen sat on the chair casually like an amnesty. At this time, he looked like an ordinary boy.

"You boy, is there a secret between you two from me?"

"Dad, you think too much. How long do you plan to stay at home this time?

Ye Yichen's father is a bold person, typically bold and careless. He doesn't care about the details of life in his family or career. This is this straightforward personality also makes his business cooperation never slow.

"What about the girl you mentioned? Why didn't you come back with you?"

The girl in the beard was me. I planned to come together today, but everything changed after Ye Yichen knew that Situ Lei would appear in this house, but I didn't know the change.

"Isn't there a guest? I didn't bring her back. Dad, I want to have a good talk with you about her. Ye Yichen said.

'Pa!'

Slap your cheeks and stand up at the table and say "no" angrily

"I'm just telling you about this, and I've decided what I'm going to do long before I tell you. Whether you agree or not, I must do what I think is right.

"Do you think I can't control you if your wings are hard? You can send her away immediately and don't have any contact in the future. I don't care about what you gave her, but this matter must be stopped. The beard began to become irritable.

"I can't send someone away now, and she is not what you think. I should also understand what I said. Now it's your son's wishful thinking."

"What conditions are difficult for you to find? Why do you like such a person?"

"Oh."

Ye Yichen smiled and said nothing. The conversation between father and son also ended abruptly.

-

Why is Ye Yichen so coincidentally his son, and he was so close to Luolin in those years? His words clearly showed that he knew about me and Luo Lin, who he was, and what was the ultimate purpose of these things he had done from the past to now.

At this time, Situ Lei stood on the balcony of the hotel and looked at the dim night scene outside, but Ye Yichen's sudden appearance and his identity made it difficult for him to understand.