You Are My Starlight



Chapter 69: The Cake Dispute (Part 2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“I really got married!” Su Mianmian replied.

The boss gave her a scornful look and said, “How old are you? Have you turned twenty? Don’t think I don’t know because I’m not married, the law of Country Z states that a girl must be twenty-two to get married. ”

“So you’re not married yet, Boss?” Su Mianmian said with sympathy, “You’re already over forty. Do I still have a chance to meet Lady Boss?”

“Damn.. I’m only twenty-three years old!” The boss was again agonized by Su Mianmian. He then spent ten minutes to emphasize that he was only twenty-three years old, and the topic of Su Mianmian’s marriage had long been changed successfully.

Ten minutes later, seeing that the boss was finally done with his nagging, Su Mianmian obediently handed him a glass of water.

The boss finished drinking in one gulp and felt much better. He looked at the innocent-looking Su Mianmian and asked, “So, why are you here today?” She can’t be here just to piss him off?

“Boss, I want to learn from you how to make cakes.” Su Mianmian looked very serious.

The boss felt agonized again, and said, “What did you say when I asked you to learn last time?”

He imitated her tone.

“Boss, I’m afraid that you would lose your only quality after I learn, so I think I better not learn.” There are always some people who are particularly talented in a certain areas. Previously when he was too busy, he had noticed that Su Mianmian was very good with her hands when he asked her to help squeeze the whipped cream for decoration.

Su Mianmian changed the expression on her face and said innocently, “Have I ever said such a thing?” It seems…so…

The boss had always not been very serious in operating the shop, and would often skip work when she was around. At that time, Su Mianmian was really afraid that the boss would leave her with the work of making cakes in the shop daily after she could make cakes.

“Yes! You’ve said it more than once.”

“Boss, are you still willing to teach me then?” Su Mianmian asked.

The boss pondered for a while, and felt that it would only benefit him if Su Mianmian learned how to make cakes. He replied, “All right, I shall agree with much reluctance.”

“Thank you, Boss.”

…

“My goodness, how do you know how to do this?” The boss looked at Su Mianmian’s skillfulness in shock.

“I saw you do it before.”

“You know how to do it after seeing it once?” This is a genius!

“Is this…very difficult?” Su Mianmian asked doubtfully.

“…” All right! Some people are meant to devastate him. The boss stopped talking.

Another few minutes later…

“How-how do you know this?”

“I saw you do it before!”

Another few minutes went past…

“You even know how to do this?” What else can he teach?

“I saw you do it before.”

“…”

One hour later, tSu Mianmian finished making the cake.

The one on the left was made by the boss, and the one on the right was made by Su Mianmian.

Both cakes were identical in terms of looks and taste.

After the boss finished tasting, he said in agony, “I have nothing else to teach you.”

“…” Su Mianmian was silent.

The boss turned around, squatted at a corner and looked around in a cardboard box. He took out a notebook full of strange notes on it, and handed it to Su Mianmian, saying solemnly, “This ancestral notebook has all my cake-making experience in it. I hope you will cherish it. ”

Su Mianmian was touched, and said, “I will!”

What a sacred scene it was when the two of them handed over formally, but at this moment, they heard a bang at the door, and the entire glass door shattered onto the ground.

Huo Ting who was in a black suit threw the gun in his hand to the bodyguard behind him, and dashed in with a strained face.