Chapter 232 It’s you

"Just a little thing."

He Mu deliberately changed the subject.

So she looked at the box Ming Dai pushed in front of her, and raised her hand to open it.

Mingdai panicked for a moment.

"etc!"

"Um?"

He Mu immediately stopped moving and looked at Ming Dai questioningly.

Ming Dai pursed her lips: "I always feel that compared with the gifts from my uncle, my things are a bit out of reach..."

What He Mu gave to Mingdai was a unique silver sachet, full of ingenuity, and it was obviously not comparable to the cashmere scarf Mingdai bought casually.

Dan Hemu suddenly smiled after hearing this: "Gifts are more important than your heart."

Then, I started to open the beautifully packaged box and saw the neatly folded cashmere scarf inside. As if I remembered something, my smile became stronger.

"Did you choose it specifically?"

"Well, I always feel that my uncle is very suitable for this color."

Mingdai expressed her thoughts honestly.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

He Mu nodded, his eyes slightly curved, and when he looked at Mingdai intently, he could completely feel the sincerity conveyed in his eyes.

Ming Dai was very happy at first, but then she thought about it. With He Mu's upbringing and demeanor, even if she didn't like it, she wouldn't show it at all.

So could it be possible...these worries quickly disappeared when I saw He Mu.

He Mu gently brushed the surface of the delicate cashmere scarf with his fingertips, and anyone could see how much he cherished it.

In the face of this sincerity, Mingdai's suspicion is simply a kind of blasphemy against her uncle!

“As long as you like it!”

Now Mingdai's happiness comes from the bottom of her heart.

He Mu took the opportunity to mention: "Then, do you like my gift?"

Ming Dai was silent, then nodded and admitted: "I like it."

It has to be said that the gift He Mu gave was really delivered to Ming Dai's heart. Not only did the appearance of this sachet win Ming Dai's heart, but the fragrance inside was also in line with Ming Dai's preferences, making Ming Dai hold it in her hands.

I can't put it down in my hands and wish I could carry it with me every day.

And He Mu imitated Ming Dai and said: "As long as you like it."

This time Ming Dai did not refuse.

"cough."

Xia Ling, who was holding her chin in her hand as an audience member, suddenly cleared her throat.

The sound was actually not loud, but Mingdai noticed it immediately.

Only then did he realize that he and his uncle had sent him over, but had accidentally ignored Xia Ling.

Looking down at the sachet in her hand, Ming Dai decisively put it into the box and pushed it to Xia Ling:

"Otherwise, my uncle should give it to Lingling first. Her academic performance is much better than mine, so she will need it more."

Between her favorite sachet and her friendship with Xia Ling, Ming Dai chose the latter without even thinking about it.

Xia Ling subconsciously wanted to deny it, saying that she was not interested in the sachet...

"It doesn't matter." He Mu suddenly stopped him, "I prepared something else for Lingling."

"Really?" Mingdai was stunned.

Xia Ling was holding back a smile.

How could she not know her uncle's temperament?

In the past, it was very rare for her to remember to ask her assistant to prepare a gift for her birthday. Now, out of nowhere, he suddenly said that he wanted to give her a gift?

Glancing at the wooden box in front of Mingdai, Xia Ling sighed quietly in her heart, she was indeed the one who took the lead.

But he smiled exaggeratedly at He Mu: "Wow! Uncle, you prepared a gift for me! It's so thoughtful!"

He and Mu were silent.

Seeing that Xia Ling was looking forward to the gift, Ming Dai gave up the idea of ​​giving the sachet to Xia Ling.

Someone knocked on the door outside.

After saying "please come in" to Mu, the waiter brought the last dessert on a tray.

Sweets always make people feel happy. A bowl of small almond tofu made Mingdai smile.

“Delicious! So delicious!”

"Although Mr. Sun is a national treasure-level cooking master, I think he has special skills in dim sum."

He Mu said that and brought the untouched almond tofu to Ming Dai.

"You can eat it, I don't like sweets."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old laugh came through the door, vaguely joking:

"It seems like someone is talking bad about me?"

Not long after, a potbellied old man stepped into the box.

The old man's figure looks like a standard chef's figure, with a round belly, but his arms are strong and strong, and the thin chef's uniform wraps up his bulging biceps, which makes him feel untouchable at first glance.

However, Mingdai had already passed the stage of judging people by their appearance. She could see the deep kindness in the old man's eyebrows, so naturally she no longer feared that the old man could punch three of her tall, round waist.

"Mr. Sun." He Mu stood up and asked helplessly, "When did you hear this?"

"Since you said that I'm a national treasure-level cooking master"..."

Mr. Sun is an old naughty boy. He was very unhappy when he mentioned this sentence. He emphasized the word "although" and snorted heavily.

He Mu remained calm: "Am I wrong? You are obviously better at desserts."

Mr. Sun: "Isn't it my current reputation to be the best in criminal cases?"

National treasure-level cooking masters are already at the pinnacle of the chef profession, and there are only a few dozen people on record. Compared with the huge number of chef practitioners, they are just a drop in the ocean.

This shows how powerful Mr. Sun is.

But He Mu went against the routine and said in a leisurely manner: "Maybe we can reach the summit five years earlier."

Mr. Sun probably watched He Mu grow up, so he immediately glared at him: "You kid!"

Mingdai couldn't help but turned around and exchanged glances with Xia Ling, and the two looked at each other in confusion.

Unexpectedly, the next second, He Mu and Mr. Sun laughed at the same time.

"Okay, okay, you make sense, okay?"

Mr. Sun turned out to be the first to raise the flag and surrender.

And He Mu, his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

At this time, Mr. Sun finally turned his attention to Ming Dai and Xia Ling.

It should be said that he had noticed the two of them a long time ago, but he just pretended to be calm and composed.

Now his eyes moved, showing some eagerness and curiosity. First he glanced at Xia Ling, and finally stopped at Mingdai, as if to say, "It's you."

Mingdai tilted her head, slightly surprised. Does this person know her?

So he took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, Mr. Sun, I really like the dish today. Thank you for making such a delicious dish."

The sweet little girl was different when she praised people. Mr. Sun's eyes widened with a smile, and he nodded while stroking his beard.

Suddenly he asked: "Which dish is your favorite? Let me tell you in advance, I can't say that they are all delicious!"

Mingdai smiled and said without thinking: "Let's have the lion's head and almond tofu. The silver chrysanthemum soup is also very good."

Mr. Sun's smile became even brighter.

He Mu explained in due course: "There are not many dishes on this table that are entirely made by Mr. Sun. It just happens to be the three dishes you mentioned."

"You have a really good tongue, do you recognize it now?" Mr. Sun said, and started to squeak again, "But, I think this little girl is more powerful than you!"

Late third update.

Sorry it took so long to finish this update. My friend's health improved today, so I moved out of the house for fear of infection, so I spent the whole afternoon disinfecting the house. It took longer than I expected, and I was busy until the evening...
Chapter completed!