Xiao Ruofeng gave Ye Fei a thumbs-up: "You're really amazing, we sent the sample for testing and it does have opium pods. We immediately reported it to the police, and the shop's already closed, and the people have been arrested. No wonder our customers kept thinking about it after eating there, saying we couldn't replicate that taste in our restaurant."
"I was puzzled that all our restaurants have chefs selected through rigorous competition, yet we couldn't beat a roadside stall owner?" Xiao Ruofeng said, "Turns out they added something to it, really appreciate your help this time."
"It's nothing, I just didn't want the customers getting addicted, affecting their health," Ye Fei said, "We'll be heading off then, don't want to intrude."
"Wait a minute!" Ye Xiaomo quickly spoke up, "I have something important!"
The three all turned to look at Ye Xiaomo.
Ye Xiaomo reached out to Zhao Gushen: "Uncle, hug!"
Ye Fei: "..."
When did this kid learn to be so affectionate!
Zhao Gushen didn't want to pay attention to him.
"Ye Xiaomo!" Ye Fei quickly warned him softly, not to cause trouble.
Xiao Ruofeng didn't want Ye Xiaomo to feel embarrassed, so he was about to step forward.
Zhao Gushen watched Xiao Ruofeng come over, and stand together with Ye Fei and Ye Xiaomo, looking harmonious like a family of three.
Somehow, it felt annoyingly out of place.
Just as Xiao Ruofeng stretched out his hand, about to take Ye Xiaomo, suddenly a pair of arms intervened.
With a disdainful look at Ye Xiaomo, Zhao Gushen scooped him into his arms.
Xiao Ruofeng: "..."
Just as he was taking Ye Xiaomo, Zhao Gushen's long fingers accidentally brushed against Ye Fei's chest.
Ye Fei immediately froze, her whole face turning bright red.
"Ye Xiaomo!" Ye Fei was terribly embarrassed, calling out in frustration.
Ye Xiaomo simply turned the back of his head to Ye Fei, telling Zhao Gushen: "Uncle, I'm here to register Ye Xiaofei. Aren't you holding the Changping Cup Culinary Competition? Our Xiao Fei's cooking is excellent!"
"Ye Xiaomo, I haven't decided to register yet!" Ye Fei quickly lowered her voice, speaking to Ye Xiaomo.
"But it's such a rare opportunity, are you sure you want to miss it?" Ye Xiaomo turned back to ask.
Ye Fei didn't say anything.
The reason she was conflicted and considering it was because she actually wanted to participate.
"May I wear a mask?" Ye Fei looked at Zhao Gushen.
Surely such a trivial matter shouldn't require Ye Xiaomo to speak for her.
"Due to personal reasons, I don't want to show my face," Ye Fei said, although she didn't hold much hope.
Zhao Gushen, holding Ye Xiaomo and having just brushed past her with his fingers, quietly nodded: "You may."
Ye Fei looked at Zhao Gushen in surprise, not expecting him to agree so readily.
Then Zhao Gushen told Xiao Ruofeng: "Go back and tell the competition organizers."
Only then did Ye Fei recall that although Zhao Gushen was the CEO of Changping Group, he wasn't directly in charge of events like culinary competitions.
She felt a bit embarrassed.
Xiao Ruofeng was also surprised, since when did Zhao Gushen become so agreeable, and couldn't help but glance over.
As he looked over, Xiao Ruofeng was taken aback.
Why does Zhao Gushen holding Ye Xiaomo resemble a father and son?
Earlier he thought Ye Xiaomo looked familiar, but couldn't figure out who he resembled.
He felt like he'd seen him somewhere before, strangely familiar, but not like Ye Fei.