When Wen Xiao walked into the store, the whole store was quiet.


    Zhuang Yezheng stood by the window with a relaxed face and trimmed the flower branches.


    "Why didn''t you open today?" Wen Xiao looked at Zhuang ye in wonder and vaguely felt that the atmosphere was wrong.


    "There''s something wrong with the pipeline. I''ve had it repaired. Fortunately, it''s closed for one day today and it will open normally tomorrow." Zhuang Ye looked at the man beside Wen Xiao with a smile, "this is..."


    "He''s my friend. When he comes to city B, there''s nowhere to go. I''ll take him to the store," Wen Xiaolian hurriedly said. "He doesn''t like talking. Don''t mind."


    Zhuang Ye nodded to understand and said, "I''ve packed all your things. It''s in the office. The chef who handed over with you is in the dormitory. He just arrived yesterday. You can go and talk to him."


    Wen Xiao glanced at the steamed bread uneasily.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll take good care of your friend," Zhuang ye said with a stronger smile. "If you don''t feel at ease, go and come back quickly."


    Wen Xiao hesitated, nodded and walked in the direction of the dormitory.


    Zhuang Ye looked at the man in the chair and showed a very kind smile.


    "Where are you from, s city?" he said enthusiastically. "It seems that you have a good relationship with Xiaoxiao."


    Steamed bread frowned, and the black cat in front of him was a little disgusted.


    "Er... Did you come to B city to accompany Xiaoxiao?" Zhuang Ye looked at his cold eyes and became more and more confused about his identity.


    The steamed bread gave a perfunctory "um" from its nostrils.


    No matter how well Zhuang Yehan is raised, he can''t hold his anger at the moment.


    "Sir, is he from a family of chefs?" he said faintly, "which family is it? The Deng family? The Yu family? Or the Tang family?"


    The man looked up at him and his lips were slightly open. It seemed that he was going to speak.


    Zhuang Ye was delighted when he saw that this method was useful.


    "Wen Xiao -"


    Zhuang Ye was stunned and heard the footsteps of the girl running over.


    "What''s the matter?" Wen Xiao looked at the steamed bread nervously and looked at Zhuang ye with doubts.


    "I just asked him if he was the young master of that family..." Zhuang ye said with an embarrassed face, "well, I blame my abruptness... Can''t you tell?"


    Wen Xiao''s eyes coagulated and immediately smiled, "no, he''s not a young master, just a friend I met by chance... I told the new chef what to say. I''ll just take the things directly. Thank manager Zhuang for taking care of him for such a long time..."


    Zhuang ye took a smoke from the corner of his eye and reluctantly smiled, "where''s the word..."


    Wen Xiao politely said a few more words, then took something and left with the steamed bread.


    Zhuang Ye looked at their distant backs with complex eyes.


    Who the hell is this man?


    Wen Xiao walked quickly on the road with steamed bread and had no nostalgia for the coffee shop he had worked for two years.


    At last she knew the reason why she had been making herself a little uneasy.


    Zhuang Ye''s attitude and behavior are too strange.


    He wanted to invite himself to dinner at noon, but at night he said that the pipe in the store was broken


    If the pipe broke down this morning, how could you invite yourself to lunch?


    If it was broken in the afternoon, it would make no sense - how could he mention closing the business for a day in anticipation of the pipeline breaking?


    If the pipeline is broken after yesterday and before today, you can find someone to repair it at night. There is no need to close the business today and waste a day''s income in vain.


    So, he''s lying.