At the time she didn’t feel there was anything amiss, but now that she thought about it, weren’t Meituan delivery, Ele.me, and SF Express good enough?
"Miss Luo’s cake-making skills are top-notch, may I try a piece?"
Wen Yan picked up a piece and handed it to her, and Luo Yuwei looked at her somewhat surprised, "How do you know?"
Ye Xian asked, puzzled, while eating.
Luo Yuwei: "My cake-making skills are superb."
Ye Xian almost choked.
As expected of the heroine, her thoughts were thorough.
Would she believe it if she said she was just throwing out a casual compliment?
"Miss Luo looks dexterous and intelligent, outstandingly talented. Whatever she does must be top-notch."
"My Baby Xian has such a sweet mouth, very likable."
Wen Yan looked at Ye Xian with a smile curving her eyes, and Bo Lishan couldn’t stand it anymore, pulling her away, "Enough, your eyeballs are almost glued to her, come with me to the warehouse to get some more flour."
Once they were out, Bo Lishan warned her, "Sister-in-law, you should cool it, Ye Xian is the son-in-law I have set my sights on."
"!" Wen Yan: "Don’t daydream."
"How is that daydreaming? Ye Xian and Xiao Li are about the same age, and they share such a connection..."
The two figures gradually moved away, and Luo Yuwei lightly brushed her hair behind her ears, seeming a bit embarrassed by the praise from Ye Xian just now, "Thank you, we haven’t formally introduced ourselves yet, I’m Luo Yuwei."
Ye Xian: "..." He didn’t want to formally get to know her; she should stay far away from him.
Luo Yuwei: "I know, this is our third meeting."
Could it be... that she recognized him that day at the Zongxin Building auction? But that should have been the second time.
"The first time was at Zongxin Building, the second was at the audition site, and this time."
Damn, she was there on the day he was eliminated too, so now his face was truly lost to outer space.
Ye Xian laughed awkwardly yet politely, standing there doing nothing, he also put on gloves and mindlessly shaped pastries, hoping she would stop talking.
However, Luo Yuwei was completely oblivious to the awkwardness and continued to ask, "Ye Xian, may I ask you a question?"
It would be better not to.
"Why did you just falsely accuse President Bo?"
Ye Xian’s pastry shaping halted, she had noticed?
"What else could it be, I did it on purpose."
"On purpose? But why?"
Ye Xian: "Because he has a bad character, I find him disagreeable."
"But... President Bo seems quite nice."
"That’s him being nice to you."
"Nice to me?" Luo Yuwei felt a sudden warmth in her ears, "Why is that?"
Ye Xian: "..." Are you possessed by a myriad of ’whys’?
Ye Xian solemnly placed a pastry he had shaped onto the steamer, looking at her seriously, "Because you..." are the future wife of his most beloved younger brother, so of course he shows favoritism.
"Because you’re beautiful, what man wouldn’t like a beautiful girl?"
Ye Xian was naturally extremely handsome, with a pleasant voice and a sweet mouth, his compliments could make one’s cheeks flush.
Luo Yuwei finally understood why Mother Bo liked him so much—not just Mother Bo, everyone else seemed to like him quite a bit, even President Bo wasn’t mad about the joke he had just made...
"Stop joking with me."
Luo Yuwei, "So your bias against President Bo, is it because Shen Jinyou didn’t pass you at the audition?"
Having her sore point brought up N times, and her pain poked N+10086 times, Ye Xian pursed his lips, not wanting to talk anymore.