Domineering love addiction: Mr. Mu's sky-high bride

Chapter 315 The Boss

The executive hurried into the office: "Well...Mr. Mu, I just heard from him about the misunderstanding between you and Li Ke. Those who don't know are innocent. Now that I know, he will definitely not mess around. Li Ke is that This is indeed a very capable employee, Mr. Mu, do you think...?"

Mo Tingchen sat on the office chair and looked at the company's report indifferently, the previous coldness has completely subsided: "I didn't say that I would fire him, just like you said, those who don't know are innocent, now I want everyone in the company to I know, Wen Yan is my wife, you can like her desserts, but you can't like her, otherwise..."

The executive nodded and bowed his head: "I know, I know, everyone understands, so...why does your wife open a dessert shop in this kind of place?"

Mark Tingchen stared back at his question: "Is this something you should know? Buy me a dessert and an Americano."

The executive wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Will you buy it at the proprietress's shop?"

Mark Tingchen gave him an idiot look: "What do you think?"

The executive didn't dare to stay any longer, and fled away after saying yes. Li Ke was still worried about whether he would lose his job, so he leaned forward and asked, "Manager, did President Mu say he's going to fire me?"

The executive shook his head: "Mr. Mu didn't say that. Those who don't know are innocent. You won't be fired. I'll go to the proprietress to ask for desserts for him. Don't bother me. Go back to work! I heard that Mr. Mu He is very easy-going, and I only found out it was fake when I saw it today, and I was sweating!"

The executive hurried to Wen Yan's shop, his chubby physique and beer belly became a burden, and he couldn't calm down for a long time: "The proprietress...give me...give me a dessert and an Americano!"

The new cashier in the store is a young mother named Lan Xiang. The child has just entered kindergarten at the age of three. He is a little embarrassed to be called by the executive: "I am not a boss, and there is no boss here, let alone a boss." Alright, the bosses are two young girls, what dessert do you want?"

After thinking about it, the executive found out that Mark Tingchen didn't say what kind of dessert he wanted at all, and he could only find out by asking Wen Yan: "Your lady boss... no, Wen Yan, I'll ask Wen Yan, she must know."

Lan Xiang called out to the kitchen, and Wen Yan poked his head out: "What's the matter?"

The executive almost went up and hugged his legs and cried: "Miss Boss, our boss asked me to buy a dessert and a cup of Americano, but he didn't tell me what dessert he wanted..."

Wen Yan glanced at the work badge on the executive's chest, and combined with the dessert and Americano coffee that the other party said, she already guessed in her heart who wanted it: "I'll make it right away, wait a minute."

Since it was Mo Tingchen who wanted to eat, she could guess what he wanted to eat, and made the dessert he ordered for her for the first time, which he rated the highest, and when it was ready, she took it out herself, and ordered Executive: "Don't call me Mrs. Boss."

The executives saw that there was something going on between Wen Yan and Mark Tingchen, and they definitely couldn't guess what it was. They just thought it was a dispute between the couple: "Then I'll go back first."

After Wen Yan nodded, he hurried out and crossed the road.

When Mark Tingchen tasted the dessert made by Wen Yan, he commented casually: "I still need some work."

The executive was crying in his heart, and he didn't dare to answer the words rashly. Fortunately, Mo Tingchen was not here every day. He just wanted to send this Buddha away quickly, otherwise he would be tortured insane sooner or later.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lan Xiang was going to pick up her child from the kindergarten, so she left the store first. This was agreed before taking office. She could not be in the store from four to six o'clock in the afternoon. Wen Yan was very talkative. For the sake of the children, The delay is only two hours, which is why Lan Xiang will work here.

On the way, Lan Xiang was stopped by someone, not someone else, but Mu Tingchen!
Looking at the tall and handsome man in front of him, even though he was married and had a child, Lan Xiang subconsciously became nervous: "Sir, what's the matter? You seem to be...Mr. Mo Tingchen...Mr. Mu, right?"

Mark Tingchen took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his suit pocket on his chest: "Here, give this to Wen Yan."

Lan Xiang hurriedly took it with both hands, and when he looked up again, Mo Tingchen had already turned and left.

Back in the shop, she handed the things that Mark Tingchen gave to Wen Yan: "Xiaoyan, it's for you."

Wen Yan took a look at the paper and opened it, his heart froze, and he asked, "Who gave it to you?"

Lan Xiang pointed to the office building opposite: "It seems to be Mark Tingchen, what is this? Why didn't he give it to you in person? You have known him for a long time? I knew him from TV before. I didn't expect to see him in person. To be honest , looks pretty handsome."

The paper is the secret recipe and method of the dessert. What Mo Tingchen gave must be good, but Wen Yan is a little hesitant to use it. Of course, she wants to make the dessert more delicious, but there is no reason to accept his kindness.

Chen Mengyao at the side looked at the words on the paper and coughed twice: "Xiaoyan, be sensible, this is not conflicting, don't let it go for nothing, haven't you always wanted to make better desserts? Think about our future .”

Wen Yan squinted at her: "You are a traitor on the battlefield like this."

(End of this chapter)