"It's the fourth day since Mr. Mak left. I miss him."
Harrison sat on the steps in front of Mamy's. He stared blankly at the starry sky as if all his energy had been sucked out of him.
"Mr. Mak isn't dead. Why are you acting like this?"
Gjerj threw a small wine flask in his hand and sat down beside him. He sighed. "Speaking of which, I really do miss him."
"You're even more mushy. I'm getting goosebumps." Harrison moved his butt to the side in disdain, trying to get away from him.
"You don't know. I'm not the only one who misses Mr. Mak. Everyone in the family is like him! Can you imagine waking up to my wife and a bunch of kids looking at me expectantly, asking me if Mr. Mak is back? How do you feel? I can't wait to run to Rodu and ask Mr. Mak to make me a plate of Yangzhou fried rice for my wife. She really hasn't had a good meal for days. "Gjerj looked a little worried and helpless.
Harrison patted Gjerj on the shoulder before handing him the opened wine flask again with a sympathetic expression as he consoled, "Don't worry, Boss Mag will be back soon."
"Sigh …"
Gjerj took a sip of the wine before handing it over again. He got up and patted his clothes with a smile as he said, "Alright, I have to go back now. The little ones must be pestering my wife again when I'm not at home. The doctor said that she's going to give birth in a few days."
Harrison's eyes lit up. "Looks like I'll have another godson!" he said with a smile.
Gjerj's face darkened immediately.
"Daughter … Godson …" Harrison smiled awkwardly.
"It has to be a daughter this time!" Gjerj said firmly. He waved at Harrison and turned to get into the carriage.
Harrison looked at the carriage that was driving away. He scratched his head and muttered to himself, "Based on probability, it's very difficult."
"There's no need to look. Mr. Mak isn't back yet. He won't be back tomorrow, either." Harrison said loudly as he looked at the two young ladies who were excitedly walking over from not far away.
Seeing the smiles on their faces gradually disappear, and seeing the resentment in their eyes, Harrison suddenly felt much better. He got into his own carriage and left.
…
On the rooftop balcony of Amy's building, three figures were lying down and looking at the sky. Due to the difference in height, it was like a scale that was gradually increasing in height.
"Mia, when will Amy and the others come back?" Barbara asked softly as she looked at the moon in the sky.
"The boss said that he will be back in five days. According to the time, he should be back the day after tomorrow." Mia thought and said.
"What about Sister Aisha? When will she be back? "Anna turned to look at Mia, a little worried.
"Aisha didn't say where she was going, but she said she would come back." Mia shook her head slightly. Thinking of what Aisha said that day, she was also a little worried. However, seeing Anna's expression, she smiled, and said, "When the boss comes back, the restaurant will be open for business. Aisha will definitely come back."
"Okay." Anna nodded. Although she was still a little worried, she didn't continue to ask.
The three of them were silent for a while.
"I really want to eat beef kebabs." Barbara broke the silence.
"I also want to eat roujiamo." Yabemiya swallowed her saliva.
Anna thought for a while, and said softly, "I want to eat Yangzhou fried rice."
"Rumble …"
Someone's stomach growled first.
…
"Without roast fish, I'm going to die of boredom …"
Vivian sat on the rooftop of the city lord's castle. Her long legs dangled outside, and she was a little bored. She supported herself with her hands behind her back and looked up at the sky.
"Not only did Mr. Mak go to Rodu, he even kidnapped Luna. Now I'm even more bored."
After a while, Vivian sighed again with a hint of resentment in her voice.
"They'll be back the day after tomorrow. Mr. Mak won the best dish award at the royal banquet today."
A voice with a hint of laughter sounded from below.
Vivian looked down to find City Lord Michael standing below with his hands clasped behind his back with a smile on his face.
"Really? Is Mr. Mak really that good? " Vivian jumped down from the rooftop, and looked at Michael with incredulity. He had also attended royal banquets in the Roth Empire when he was a child. There were countless tables and chairs in the grand palace, and all of them were filled with all types of delicious food.
God knew how many chefs were required to cook so many delicious dishes. Among all of them, Mr. Mak's dish was able to stand out and win the best dish award. It was simply incredible.
"But Mr. Mak won the best dish award at the royal banquet. Will King Roth keep him in Rodu?" Vivian suddenly thought of something, and was a little concerned. If Mr. Mak was kept in Rodu, then she wouldn't be able to eat spicy grilled fish in the future.
Her illness had been suppressed by the spicy grilled fish that she had been eating non-stop during this period of time. Even though she had stopped eating spicy grilled fish for a few days, there were no signs of her illness relapsing. According to the doctor, most of the root cause of her illness had already been eradicated. All she had to do now was continue to eat spicy grilled fish, and the root cause of her illness would be completely eradicated.
Of course, even if she recovered from her illness, Vivian was afraid that she wouldn't be able to quit eating spicy grilled fish as it was simply too delicious!
Michael shook his head with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Mak rejected King Roth's invitation to stay, and the principal will bring him back. Mr. Mak is a rare talent."
"That's good to hear." Weiwei was immediately relieved.
…
"Young Mistress, due to the addition of tailors, the custom-made dresses have basically been completed, and we're in the final stages of refinement. The progress of the other two dresses is also faster than expected. According to our calculations, we should be able to order more dresses."
The lights in the Blue Suede were still brightly lit, and Mars quickly strode into Gloria's office as he spoke.
"No, the number of dresses won't change, but the quality of all of them has to be guaranteed to be the highest." Gloria thought for a moment before shaking her head. "However, if the tailors have some spare time, we can make more of the other two dresses."
"Alright." Mars nodded with a smile at Gloria before departing. His young mistress was on her way to becoming a successful businesswoman.
Mr. Meg is coming back the day after tomorrow. Perhaps I can ask him some questions … Besides, I'll finally be able to see him again … Gloria rose to her feet and stretched lazily by the window. She couldn't help but blush at the thought of that.
…
"Big Sister Irina, do you want to marry Father after eating this cake?"
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