Chapter 8 — After the Divorce, I Stopped Paying for My Mother-in-Law's Medicine

Then calmly said:

“Too much cassia oil.”

“The crust is too dry.”

“The sweet taste of the bean filling is quite strong.”

“Elderly people easily choke when eating.”

Ms. An's face immediately changed.

“What do you know?”

"Just a small shop owner dares to rate the An family's cakes?"

Hua Man quickly interjected:

“Don't say that.”

“The An family's cakes are the most famous long-standing brand in the city.”

I put down the cake box.

“A long-standing brand does not mean it never makes mistakes.”

That statement is like poking straight into a hornet's nest. In the blink of an eye. The surrounding ladies all turned their heads to look over. Trieu Que Lan slammed the table and stood up.

“What the hell are you?”

"Do you even dare to criticize the An family's cakes?"

Hua Man quickly walked forward. His face was filled with impatience.

“Today is not the place for you to win or lose.”

“You should apologize quickly.”

I don't look at her. But looked towards the chairman's desk. There was an old woman wearing a dark black cheongsam sitting. From the moment I walked in until now. She never said a word. In front of you is a cup of hot tea. Next to it is a plate containing half a piece of the An family's cake. She only took one bite. The old woman slowly spoke:

“You said old people choke easily when they eat?”

I nodded.

“The crust has not been incubated for enough time.”

“When it enters the mouth, it will crumble.”

“The cinnamon flower oil completely overwhelms the aroma of the red beans.”

“If you drink it with strong tea, it will be easier to get sick.”

Mrs. An smiled coldly.

“It sounds like the truth.”

“So your cake is good?”

I opened my cake box. Take a piece of pineapple cake. Then put it in front of the old woman.

“You can taste half a piece.”

Right away. Hua Man stepped up to stop him.

“Her blood sugar is not good.”

“You can't arbitrarily eat food from outside.”

The old woman raised her head. Looked coldly at her.

“I ate half a piece of cake…”

“Do you also need my permission?”

Hua Man's movements immediately stiffened. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became strangely quiet. The old woman slowly picked up the piece of cake. Take a small bite. Everyone held their breath and watched. Even Mrs. An couldn't control herself and squeezed the teacup in her hand. Trieu Que Lan stood next to her and mumbled softly:

“It seems terrible.”

“It's just a piece of cake…”

The old woman put down the piece of cake. His eyes looked at me for a few more seconds then slowly asked:

“What's in the filling?”

“Stuffed with slug squash, fresh pineapple and a little old tangerine peel.”

“The amount of sugar has decreased by about thirty percent.”

The old woman nodded. Ask again:

“Who taught you how to do it?”

I looked at her. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became silent. The old woman was silent for a long time. Then turn to the assistant next to you.

“Take down all the cakes from the An family.”

“The main table changed to this shop's cakes.”

The lid of the teacup in Mrs. An's hand hit the rim of the cup hard. Crispy sound. The smile on Hua Man's face immediately stiffened. As for Trieu Que Lan, he was so impatient that he jumped up.

“His cake is not clean!”

“People still denounced me today!”

I calmly spoke:

“The store has been inspected.”

“There aren't any problems.”

“Malicious accuser…”

“Just happened to be here.”

Right away. All eyes simultaneously turned to Trieu Que Lan. Her hand holding the cup of tea trembled. Hastily pulled the tablecloth to cover it. Tea poured all over the dress. Looks extremely difficult. The old woman slowly turned to Hua Man.

“This person Who brought it?”

Hua Man tried to keep her smile.

“It's Diec Xuyen's mother.”

The old woman nodded. Then calmly said:

“My tea party only invites people who understand manners.”

“Do not invite people who like to cause chaos.”

Trieu Que Lan's face immediately changed from blue to white. Extremely unsightly. Hua Man quickly pulled her hand.

“Let's go out first.”

Trieu Que Lan is still not satisfied. She blurted out:

“Didn't what you said today make him lose face?”

The words just ended. The atmosphere in the hall immediately became strange. The ladies who were chatting all turned their heads to look over. Hua Man's hand stiffened on Trieu Que Lan's arm. Cracks began to appear on his normally gentle face. I said nothing. Just continue arranging the cake on the table. As if what just happened had absolutely nothing to do with me. A moment later. The old woman's assistant stepped in front of me. Respectfully present a business card.

“Boss Tham.”

“The old lady wants to order all the tea and cakes for the family party next month.”

I take it. His eyes unconsciously stopped on the name embossed in yellow. To Minh Nghi. The moment I saw those three words. My heart trembled slightly. It's been a long time... I haven't seen this name anymore. After the tea party ended. Giang Diec Xuyen sent me dozens of messages. I don't read. Didn't answer either. When preparing to close the shop. A black sedan quietly stopped in front of the door. To Minh Nghi's assistant stepped down. Personally open the back car door for me.

“The old lady wants to see you.”

Tieu Vu immediately became tense. Hold my sleeve tightly.

“Miss Duong.”

“Or should I go with you?”

I shook my head.

“No need.”

“You go home first.”