Chapter 935
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
I'm the head of the family.
She was like a middle school student who had yet to graduate.
"Ahhhh!!"
When did she change her clothes? Why didn't she feel anything?!
Song Yaoyao pulled open her collar to take a look. There was nothing, and she didn't feel anything strange either.
"Sob sob sob, this is so embarrassing!!"
Song Yaoyao threw herself onto the bed with a sullen face. She was about to cry because of her own stupidity.
God, Song Yaoyao, don't you even know how to seduce people? How can you fall asleep like this?
"Knock knock knock."
"Miss Song, are you awake? You can have breakfast now. "
Song Yaoyao slapped her face in a daze. It was as if she couldn't feel the pain.
She wanted to dig a hole in the ground and disappear completely from this world.
How embarrassing would it be if she saw her brother later?
However, there weren't so many impossible things in the world.
Even if she really dug a hole, she wouldn't be able to go underground. She would fall to the ground floor.
Song Yaoyao knocked her head.
"Song Yaoyao, what kind of nonsense are you thinking in your head?"
The unrealistic ideas in her head couldn't be realized at all. Song Yaoyao stood up with lifeless eyes.
If she was embarrassed, then so be it.
She was about to wash up and change her clothes before going downstairs when she suddenly saw a note stuck on the table lamp.
'I like you no matter what.
If you want to go on a variety show, then go. You can eat desserts, but don't eat too much.
When you wake up, I'll already be on a plane to country Y.
When I come back, you can wear that set of clothes for me.
Your Mr. Huo. '
"Ahhhh!! So annoying! "
Song Yaoyao slapped her face. Her skin couldn't help but warm up.
She couldn't help but smile.
He was a man that people loved and hated.
"Yaoyao babe, how is it? Did Mr. Huo allow you to join my restaurant? "
"I can join if I want to. I don't need his permission."
Song Yaoyao pretended to be serious.
Tang Xinrou and Xu Yue rolled their eyes at the same time.
"Then you're awesome!"
Xu Yue gave him a thumbs up. "The head of the family, you're amazing!"
"Cough —"
Song Yaoyao rubbed her nose. "Of course, in our family, I call the shots!"
Tang Xinrou pursed her lips and wanted to say, "Dear, you can't hide your guilty look anymore, okay?"
But when she thought of Song Yaoyao being exposed, she might become angry out of humiliation. Her terrifying lethality kept Tang Xinrou sane.
Well, even if he saw through it, he wouldn't expose it. He was still a good friend.
A few days passed in a flash.
Finally, it was time to participate in the variety show "My Restaurant".
As this batch of employees, Song Yaoyao and Tang Xinrou still had to participate in an interview.
The person in charge of the interview was, of course, the owner and head chef of the restaurant — Pan Shiyu.
"Yaoyao, have you learned how to make scrambled eggs?"
It was Tang Xinrou's first time on a variety show, so she was a little nervous.
She followed behind Song Yaoyao. "I feel that my celery meat stir-fried is very ordinary. What should I do? Ahhh, why don't we go back? "
Song Yaoyao pushed the door open and puffed out her chest.
"No, you can go back by yourself."
She wanted to eat delicious food.
"Wow, the new guests are here! Come and welcome them! "
Pan Shiyu was still busy in the kitchen. Other than him, there were two permanent guests in the restaurant who were helping him.
One of them was the current popular young actor, Dong Wen. He was only 17 years old this year and would be taking the college entrance exam next year. He debuted as a child actor and worked with Pan Shiyu when he was six years old to act as his son. So on the show, he would sometimes call Pan Shiyu "Dad". The relationship between the father and son was also a scene that netizens loved to see.
(End of chapter)
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