"Let’s keep it under wraps for now," Huo Shiqian told Xia Chuyi.
Xia Chuyi pouted and shrugged, saying, "If you say so, I’ll just wait and see the results then!"
A hint of a smile appeared in Huo Shiqian’s eyes as he said, "Don’t worry, I’m here."
On hearing this, Xia Chuyi smiled slightly and nodded, "Mmm, I believe in you."
Uncle Liberation Army had never let her down.
Xia Chuyi picked up the tea from the table and said to Huo Shiqian, "I wish you a victorious start!"
Huo Shiqian replied calmly, "Mmm."
He clearly had a plan.
After they drank the tea, the al was served.
There was a pig’s trotter soup, and Huo Shiqian ladled a bowl for her, saying, "Chuyi, you’re too skinny, have more soup and put on so weight."
Xia Chuyi: ...
She subtly looked down.
Put on weight?
Yeah, she really should gain so on her chest.
Obediently, Xia Chuyi drank up the pig’s trotter soup. After finishing, she even showed the bottom of her bowl to Huo Shiqian.
Seeing this, Huo Shiqian nodded in satisfaction.
But then, she handed him the bowl, saying, "Brother Shi Qian, another bowl, please!"
Of course, Huo Shiqian agreed.
As Huo Shiqian was ladling the soup for her, suddenly, Xia Chuyi, with a mischievous smile, said, "Brother Shi Qian, did you know? This soup is good for breast enlargent!"
Clang! The ladle in Huo Shiqian’s hand struck the soup pot.
Seeing his reaction, Xia Chuyi’s eyes curved into crescents, and she couldn’t help but giggle inwardly.
Ah, Uncle Liberation Army is usually so serious; it’s good to tease him a bit!
"Cough, cough." Across the table, Huo Shiqian quickly regained his composure and couldn’t help but glance at Xia Chuyi’s slim figure.
Then, with an utterly calm deanor, he told her, "Mmm, then have a bit more."
Saying so, he ladled even more soup into her bowl.
Xia Chuyi: ...
Why did it feel like she had shot herself in the foot?
In the end, Xia Chuyi ended up drinking four whole bowls of soup.
Leaving the restaurant, Xia Chuyi touched her stomach.
The chest area hadn’t grown, but a small belly sure had popped up.
Huo Shiqian, oblivious to her lancholy, took her by the hand, and they slowly walked back.
During the walk, Xia Chuyi pondered for a mont and then said to Huo Shiqian, "Brother Shi Qian, the food here can’t compare to what my master makes."
"I’ll have my master cook a al for you soti."
Hearing her say this, Huo Shiqian looked at her and asked, "Are you happy about being apprenticed?"
Xia Chuyi nodded like she was pounding garlic, smiled, and said, "Of course, because my master is a really impressive person."
"By the way, Brother Shi Qian!" Xia Chuyi suddenly blinked and said mysteriously to him, "Speaking of which, my current master and his wife actually have a little connection with you!"
"A connection?" This piqued Huo Shiqian’s curiosity.
Xia Chuyi, grinning, told him all about Mrs. Gu and the Master.
After listening to Xia Chuyi, Huo Shiqian nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Indeed, that is quite a coincidence."
Xia Chuyi was just about to reply, "Indeed, it is very coincidental."
But then, Uncle Liberation Army stared at her with a profound look in his eyes and said, "Chuyi, you and I are destined."
"Ah?" Xia Chuyi was taken aback, not expecting such a remark from Huo Shiqian.
But after thinking about it, he wasn’t wrong.
All along, the coincidences they encountered spoke, in a way, of fate, didn’t they?
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