Look, He Can't Answer Anymore

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Qi Yu was holding a shovel when suddenly the woman rushed over, circled around his body, and untied his apron.

A fragrant scent filled the air but fleeting.

In the blink of an eye, he was pushed out of the kitchen counter.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't have money to pay your wages!"

"Just because of that?"

"Otherwise?"

Thinking about Yufan's exorbitant appearance fee, if she had to pay for this meal, she would have emptied her savings.

Song Jianyi trembled with fear.

But Qi Yu couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"I don't charge!"

"Then why are you here?"

"..."

Look, he can't answer!

Ms. Song anxiously protected her wallet and broke out in a cold sweat.

Then, cooking, skillfully!

In no time, three dishes and a soup appeared steaming hot on the table.

Xiao Le secretly watched the two of them and made an excuse to leave.

Song Jianyi shook her head and sighed, "Eating without enthusiasm, a problem with your mindset."