Author’s Note: The main story is concluded, thank you all. As for the side stories, I’m still brewing them. If you’re interested, please wait a bit longer… Hehe, I’m currently planning a new contemporary novel, likely to start around February 9th, featuring Lu Ziang… If you’re interested, please support me (^o^)/… :<<<<——Click here, get pregnant when you want, and won’t when you don’t, it’s a very easy-to-raise bamboo… Alright, I need to go back to writing “Vase” and “Pretty Boy”… I don’t want to be stuck with three unfinished works ==
Side Story 1: The Case of Seeking Love Over a Pancake
Shen Qian had recently taken a liking to the newly opened Tujia Pancakes on Southeast Street. Every day after work, she would line up for two or three hours to buy two or three pancakes to take home, completely ignoring the meals You Ran painstakingly prepared.
Today, as usual, she went to line up for pancakes. Seeing the long queue, her heart sank; how many hours would she have to wait? While she was still pondering the length of the line, a man in a black fitted trench coat, looking even more distinguished, walked out from the front, holding three pancakes and taking a light sniff.
Shen Qian stared at this man of elegance, first in disbelief, then with a dark expression. This guy, who always complained about the lack of nutrition in pancakes and how dirty they were, was now caught red-handed sneaking a bite! Without a word, she strode over, snatched the pancakes from his hand, took a bite, and smoothly linked her arm with his, smiling, “Darling, how thoughtful, knowing I love pancakes, you lined up for me.”
You Ran squinted his long, narrow phoenix eyes and smiled, “They do smell good, but are they really that tasty?”
Shen Qian nodded vigorously, “They’re really chewy and full of meat flavor.”
You Ran raised an eyebrow, smiling slightly.
Shen Qian suddenly remembered something and checked her watch; it was 6 PM. She quickly asked, “Where’s our little You Yu?”
“He’s been taken by Grandpa to play.”
Shen Qian’s eyes lit up, not minding the greasy hand that had just grabbed the pancake, she grabbed his sleeve, grinning, “Honey, does that mean we have some alone time today?”
