Chapter 2598

Qing Wan stared blankly at Er Donghao going out.

Er Donghao walked out of the bookstore, and didn't get in the car, but stood at the door of the bookstore, wondering what he was thinking.

He is tall and handsome, standing there is a beautiful scenery, attracting the attention of countless people.

Chu Yingjie and the others have been guarding the door of the bookstore, and they have heard the conversation between the Patriarch and Ms. Fu more or less. In their ears, they only feel that their minds are full of questions.

The Patriarch doesn't like Miss Fu, they can still tell.

But the head of the family is special to Miss Fu.

They can also see this.

Having been with the Patriarch for many years, Chu Yingjie and others have only seen that the Patriarch treats Ms. Zhang special. Apart from Ms. Zhang, there is no other person who can have such treatment.

Of course, from their standpoint, Chu Yingjie and the others hoped that the Patriarch would carry out the special treatment of Miss Fu to the end.

Seeing Er Donghao standing at the door of the bookstore deep in thought, Chu Yingjie and others did not dare to speak, but their eyes all fell on Er Donghao.

Qing Wan in the store didn't move, she was still sitting at the cash register. The boiling water she wanted to make tea had been boiled, and she was so preoccupied that she didn't notice that the boiling water had already boiled.

Er Donghao didn't go far, he was still standing at the door of her shop, Qing Wan also watched.

"Am I cheated?"

Qing Wan talked to herself.

He looked at Er Donghao's back with a complicated expression.

It's good that both husband and wife are back, at least they are given the right to choose again.

She can choose not to marry him, and he can stop marrying her.

Two minutes later, Er Donghao turned a corner and turned into the cake shop next to him.

The bodyguards' eyes flashed with astonishment.

Er Donghao didn't even know what he was doing.

Since he had a whole night of big dreams of life last night, he is still bewitched by those dreams.

He's not a fool, of course Er Donghao knows that dreams are not real, but what he dreamed spanned more than 20 years, from the time he married Fu Qingwan to the moment when he was about to die of illness.

The dream is too real.

Er Donghao, who was standing in the cake shop, scanned all kinds of bread and small cakes with his dark eyes, the proprietress of the cake shop looked at him with a patient smile, and asked him gently: "Which one do you want to buy, sir? These breads are all freshly baked, and each one is delicious, you can try it, sir."

Er Donghao was silent for a while, and asked, "How long does it take to make a cake?"

The proprietress smiled and replied: "It won't take long, between half an hour and an hour. Sir, should I order it now and come to pick it up at noon or afternoon, or wait here, and I will take it away after I make it?"

Er Donghao was silent again.

The proprietress still looked at him with a smile.

Er Donghao's motorcade was parked on the side of this street. He always liked to put on a show, and he was surrounded by his subordinates when he came in and out, like an emperor. Naturally, few people can reach the luxury motorcade.

Therefore, as soon as Er Donghao's convoy stopped, the small businesses and hawkers in the whole street noticed it.

The cake shop is adjacent to Qing Wan's bookstore, and she watched Er Donghao enter Qing Wan's bookstore.

"Do it now."

When the proprietress looked at Er Donghao, Er Donghao uttered two words coldly.

The proprietress brought a list of cake types and handed it to him, and asked, "Which style do you want to make, sir, and what flavor do you want?"

Er Donghao didn't accept the list she handed over, and said coldly: "The style is casual, the taste is the most expensive one. Make the cake bigger, can it be made into ten layers?"

The proprietress smiled and said, "It is possible, but if it is made into ten layers, it cannot be done in half an hour."

"How long does it take to make ten floors?"

"At least half a day."

The proprietress answered honestly.

Er Donghao hummed, and ordered: "I don't have time to wait here today, so I don't need to do the tenth floor, can I hurry up with two or three floors? Make a three-story one. From tomorrow, you will help me every day. Make a ten-layer cake and send it to the 'Golden House' next door to you."

Qingwan's bookstore is named "Golden House", which means "Golden House" in the book.

Er Donghao slandered in his heart that the woman's naming was too superficial.

Fortunately, her son's name was not chosen by her.

Well?

Where is the son?

That's a dream, don't take it seriously.

Er Donghao was restless, feeling that Fu Qingwan brought all of this.

It's just that he is such a cold and hard person, after having such a dream all night, he really has a little attitude towards Fu Qingwan, and he doesn't know what kind of attitude he has.

In short, it made him unhappy to see her in good spirits when he was not sleeping well.

In short, when his motorcade first appeared on this street, he sharply saw Huo Xu buying food and entering Qing Wan's bookstore. After seeing Qing Wan, he really wanted to find fault.

Still wanting to...compare that man whose name he still doesn't know!

The proprietress thought she heard it wrong, she asked repeatedly: "Sir, did you say to send a ten-layer cake to Qing Wan every day?"

The two shops are close to each other, and the proprietress likes to drop by in her free time, and she gets along very well with Qing Wan.

Er Donghao glanced at her: "Why, are you worried that I don't have money to pay?"

"No, I mean..." How could Qing Wan eat such a big cake, and it was still delivered every day.

What is the background of this man? He also pursues Qingwan, right? The shot is much more generous than that of Mr. Huo.

Er Donghao's name is known to everyone in City B, but not many people have seen him in person. How can there be a small self-employed person like the proprietress of the cake shop who runs a small shop and runs a small business? A chance to get in touch with the top family members of your family?

She still hasn't guessed Er Donghao's identity.

No one would guess on Er Donghao's head.

Er Donghao is the local emperor of this city, that is high above, how could he appear here? No matter how young and beautiful Qing Wan is, with Er Donghao's identity, what kind of beauty has he never seen?

How could it be possible to be attracted here by Fu Qingwan's beauty.

Er Donghao raised his hand to interrupt what the proprietress wanted to say.

The proprietress quickly changed her words: "Okay, I will do what my husband tells me to do. It's the deposit..."

Er Donghao took out his wallet, he didn't have much cash in his wallet, he brought a lot of cash, the wallet was stuffed bulging, and it was uncomfortable to stuff it in his trouser pocket. So he took out a bank card, handed the card to the proprietress, and said in a low voice: "I'll swipe the card, how much do you want to charge, just give me the number."

The proprietress took the bank card with a smile, turned around to swipe the card, and said with a smile: "If I deliver every day, I will charge the husband for one month. After the end of the month, if the husband continues to deliver, the husband will pay again. Money will do."

She used a computer to calculate, and reported a number to Er Donghao.

Er Donghao didn't even wrinkle his brows, he just nodded and signaled the proprietress to take the money.

After swiping the card, the proprietress began to make cakes while gossiping: "Sir, what's your surname? You also like Qingwan, right? Qingwan is a good girl. Her family is actually rich, but she is still self-reliant. Don't look at her." The bookstore is not big. City B No. 1 Middle School, No. 2 Middle School, and City B Middle School are not far from here. These three middle schools are one of the key middle schools in our city with a large number of students. The shops in these streets of ours, Most of them rely on making student money."

"Qingwan is beautiful, gentle-tempered, gets along well with the students, and her business is even better. In short, I think Qingwan is pretty good, and the husband is very discerning." The proprietress praised Er Donghao for his good vision.

The corner of Er Donghao's mouth twitched.

He was not pursuing Fu Qingwan.

Aside from Fu Qingwan's bad ending in his dream, he has no love for Fu Qingwan, and it is difficult for him to accommodate other girls in his heart except Zhang Xiao.

He didn't like Qingwan, but wanted to give Fu Qingwan a cake. Er Donghao spent money to slap Huo Xu in the face.

The chasing girl actually gave him two small cakes. A big man like him who doesn't like desserts finished the small cakes in two or three bites without even tasting what it was like.

Er Donghao let the proprietress talk on her own, and he listened to it as gossip.

I want him to say something back, no way.

In fact, Er Donghao in his previous life didn't know Fu Qingwan well. He didn't even have Qingwan in his heart, so he was too lazy to get to know Qingwan, let alone how many suitors Qingwan had before marrying him.

"Mr. Huo and Qingwan have known each other for the longest time. Mr. Huo is still a classmate of Qingwan's second brother. It can be said that the two know each other well. Mr. Huo is also very kind to Qingwan, and he is very considerate. I even persuaded her Qing Wan might as well stop picking and accept Mr. Huo."