Chapter 70

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Chapter 70: The Cake Dispute (Part 3)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Su Mianmian looked at him in shock and said, “Uncle?”

Isn’t he at work? Why is he here?

Huo Ting stared fiercely, and saw Su Mianmian happily holding hands with a pussbucket.

Happily... holding hands ... what the hell?

After seeing Huo Ting’s looks clearly, the boss suddenly opened his eyes wide and dropped the notebook in his hands out of fear.

Huo, Huo, Huo Ting, why is he here?!

“What are you doing?” Huo Ting questioned coldly.

Damn it! How dare he touch his little lamb’s hand, he must be tired of living?!!

Su Mianmian wasn’t intimidated by Huo Ting’s tone. After spending some time with Uncle, she had roughly understood his temper.

She took out the cake she made and said fawningly, “Didn’t I say this before? I want to make a cake for Dong...you, Uncle.”

Hearing this, Huo Ting took a glance at the fawning Little Lamb, and his anger almost disappeared.

“Who is this man?”

“He is the boss, I’ve been working here previously.” Su Mianmian said in a pleasant tone, “Don’t be so fierce, Uncle, Boss has always treated me very well.”

So he’s the boss of the shop Little Lamb worked at... An old man in his forties with neglectable features, danger index zero, crisis averted.

If the boss knew that he had been mistaken to be in his forties again, he would probably...not say anything also.

After all, being mistaken to be over twenty years older was really insignificant compared to his life.

“Uncle, would you like to try a piece of cake I made?” Su Mianmian asked.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Huo Ting said reluctantly, “I really don’t know what to do with you. I don’t like sweets, but since you begged me to, I’ll force myself to eat a piece.” His voice was particularly loud when he said this, and everyone was sure to have heard him.

Hearing him say this, Su Mianmian naturally wouldn’t expose him.

She smiled and put the cut cake in front of him.

Huo Ting ate with a blank expression.

Since Su Mianmian couldn’t tell anything from his face, she had to ask, “Does it taste good?”

“It’s okay,” he said coldly.

Huo Ting finished the cake in a few mouthfuls, and then passed the empty plate to Su Mianmian. Su Mianmian blinked her eyes, and then cut another big piece of cake for him.

His behavior... he should enjoy eating?

The cake was disappearing fast, and then there was only one piece left.

“Uncle, should we leave some for Dongdong?” Su Mianmian asked.

Huo Ting stopped what he was doing a little unhappily, wiped his mouth elegantly, and said, “Isn’t there two?” The cake made by Little Lamb is really delicious! Sure enough, the wife he chose is just wonderful! She even secretly made a cake for him before she recovered!

Su Mianmian replied honestly, “That one wasn’t made by me, it was made by the boss.”

“Dongdong can just eat that.” Huo Ting reached out and ate the rest of the cake.

Su Mianmian blinked and thought to herself, Uncle, who was the one who said that he didn’t like cakes? Are you sure you should do this? Not even leaving some for Dongdong? Dong Dong will cry if he knows the truth...

In contrast to eating cakes harmoniously here, the boss was almost frightened to death by Huo Ting’s appearance. He secretly ran upstairs, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number.

“Brother... I, I saw Huo Ting... I don’t think he recognized me...You should know that even Mom wouldn’t recognize me now... Oh, I think I’ve found Huo Ting’s breakthrough point... ”