She had her reasons for being so nervous. Her niece was one of the few people in Singapore who knew Pu Cang Jie’s true identity. When Pu Cang Jie had asked someone to find a part-time worker to help with prep and dishwashing, she had volunteered, intending to secretly monitor him.
She wasn’t sure if Pu Cang Jie knew her true intentions, but the appearance of this beautiful young woman was clearly a big threat to her niece.
Especially when she first entered, her first impression was the incredibly intimate atmosphere between these two people. This situation made her worry about her niece, Qiu Tian Li Ya Zi, who had voluntarily become a small public relations manager at Raffles Hotel to follow Ying Pu Cang Jie.
“Dishes? Well… sort of!” Shang Ke Xin lowered her head slightly bashfully, thinking about how she had been staring at him earlier, her thoughts far from the food… Oh my! How embarrassing!
“What… what do you mean ‘sort of’? Miss Shang, our boss is very serious and… severely face-damaged…” Qiu Tian Aunt spoke in a panic, saying things without thinking, not even noticing Pu Cang Jie staring at her, his deep eyes narrowing with displeasure.
He had long guessed that the helper introduced by Li Ya Zi would not be simple, but he hadn’t expected Qiu Tian Aunt to be so bold as to try to drive a wedge between him and his woman.
“You should know, Miss Shang, you’re such a cute and beautiful young lady…” This compliment from Qiu Tian Aunt’s mouth did not make Shang Ke Xin happy at all.
“If you were to walk with our boss, wouldn’t it be like a fresh flower stuck in cow dung… that’s how you Chinese say it, right?”
Qiu Tian Aunt’s thoughtless and anxious words made Shang Ke Xin’s black eyes suddenly open wide, an rare and fierce anger burning within them.
“Ke… Xin…” Pu Cang Jie sensed something was wrong and was about to scold Qiu Tian Aunt for meddling, but was stopped by the fierce aura emanating from Shang Ke Xin. He only managed to say two words before her delicate red lips opened:
“Damn! Your brain is full of shit! What cow dung? Your brain is the real cow dung!”
“Ah?!” Qiu Tian Aunt was shocked. “You… you… you…”
