C175

Think of it as a physiological venting

"I've ordered a birthday cake for my mom, but I might not be in time to get it. Can you help me get it?"

"Sure, is it Tianyue Hotel?"

I chuckled and didn't tell him because after he went to the airport that day, I heard Yvonne call the airline and book a plane ticket for the same flight as him. Instead, he asked Chen Fei: "Chen Fei, have you really never considered her before?"

"Nope." Qiao Chenfei did not expect this to happen in just one second.

His tone was clearly bored, and I guessed they must be having an unpleasant time again, so I tactfully dropped the subject and hung up after asking his foster mother about her preferences.

After buying the presents, I went to the cafeteria to get the cake. The waiter told me the dessert chef was still working. He told me to wait and I went to the bathroom. As we passed a private room, the door suddenly opened and I bumped into someone who had just walked out.

"I'm sorry." I apologized, stepped back, and rubbed my aching arm. Looking up, I was surprised to see the person I had clashed with. "Yvonne!"

Yvonne hadn't seen me before. She was rolling her shoulders, too, and when she heard my cries of surprise, she jerked up her new energy source with a look of surprise on her face, evidently not expecting to bump into me.

"You're back?" I asked, looking into the room behind her. She closed the door behind her.

She moved quickly, and I only caught a glimpse of what seemed to be the back of a man. He was sitting, but he was tall.

"What are you doing here?" Yvonne asked me instead, her tone as cool and hostile as ever.

Che, I thought with a sneer, hearing her words and tone, make the restaurant look like she owned it.

Looking at her hands that were still on the doorknob, I became even more confused. Who exactly is that person inside? Why is she so afraid of me seeing her?

But I didn't show it, and calmly said, "Let me help Chen Fei get the cake."

Her face stiffened and she immediately gritted her teeth hatefully: "You still said you didn't tie him up? Bitch! "

I knew she was going to react like that when I told her, so I smiled carelessly and ignored her. Just as he was about to head to the bathroom, he saw a waiter carrying a cake.

Yvonne was one step ahead of me when she grabbed the cake from the waiter's hand and threw it on the floor. Then she stomped on it a few times as if she was venting her anger.

I was stunned by her sudden action, and by the time I realized it, the cake had already been crushed.

"You're crazy!" I rushed over to Yvonne and gave her a hard shove. "Do you know that this is Chen Fei's mother's birthday cake?!"

Yvonne raised her chin and laughed. "So what? "He told you to take it. You're the one who can't explain."

Hearing her words, I really wanted to slap her, but I resisted. Right now, the most important thing is not to teach her a lesson. He turned to the waiter and asked, "Can I ask West Point Division to make another one?"

"This …" The waiter's face was twisted into a scowl as he said awkwardly, "My apologies Madam, our West Point Division has already left."

"Gone?" I frowned and asked, "Then could I trouble you to call him back? I'll give him a double, no, three times the price."

The waiter shook his head, looking helpless. "He took a leave of absence to return to France."

I felt my chest tighten. What should I do? Because the cake was a special order, not only was the size unusual, but some of the ingredients were flown in from France that day. It was impossible for me to find a cake shop to make them.

Seeing me at a loss for words, Yvonne laughs even more triumphantly.

I felt that there was something really wrong with her mentality. She didn't mind harming the interests of the people she loved in order to punish me.

"Yvonne, you want Chen Fei to love you with this?" I laughed contemptuously at her and prodded her. "Go on being a widow."

To my surprise, Yvonne doesn't get angry, but laughs as if she has heard a joke. "Sorry to disappoint you, Hugo and I have already gone to bed."

I was shocked and incredulous. How could Qiao Chenfei sleep with her?

Yvonne looked at me in surprise and asked proudly, "What? He didn't tell you?"

Although I'm not sure if what she said was true, I didn't want her to have the upper hand, so I immediately gave a mocking laugh, "So what if I did? It doesn't change the fact that he doesn't love you. "Just take it as a physiological venting."

"Yvonne's smile froze." I'll kill you! " Suddenly, with a terrible glint in her eyes, she opened her hand and grabbed me by the neck.

Startled and caught off guard, I tried to wrench her hand. But she was strong, and I didn't pull her away. She squeezed harder and harder, and it became harder and harder for me to breathe.

The waiter at the side was terrified. He also helped me pull Yvonne. "Miss, calm down."

At this moment, something flew from an unknown direction and landed on Yvonne's hand.

Ahh!

Yvonne cried out in pain and winced. My neck was liberated at once.

"Cough, cough, cough ~ ~ ~"

I lowered my head to my neck and coughed. When I saw a tiny, ultra-thin blade lying on the ground, I was surprised and immediately looked at Yvonne's hand.

The back of her hand was covered in blood, but she didn't care about the wound. She turned her face to the side and stared fixedly at the box she had come out from.

I too stared at the closed door, puzzled.

If I'm not wrong, this blade came from someone in the room, but the person inside was Yvonne's friend. Why did he help me?

I left the restaurant immediately. Just as I sat in the car preparing to call Lou Shaotang and ask him to help me ask if I can rush out one of the "Tianyue Hotel" s west points immediately, the window was knocked on twice.

"Putting away my phone, I rolled down the window and saw that it was the waiter from the restaurant just now." "What is it?" I asked.

The waiter laughed: "Madam, our West Point Division has returned. He said that he will make you a new cake now."

"Huh?" I was a little confused. "Didn't you say that you went abroad?"

The waiter's smile froze as the corner of his mouth twitched awkwardly. "He's … he's back again."

"You're back?" I was surprised but didn't think too much about it. I looked at my watch and said, "Then let him do it. I'm in a hurry."

After the waiter returned to the dining room, I asked him, "Where's your dessert chef? I'd like to meet him."

"Huh?" The waiter's mouth was wide open in shock. "You, why did you want to see him?"

"Nothing, I just want to thank him in person."

The waiter waved his hands, smiling unnaturally, "No need, no need, he won't be seeing anyone."

"That much?"

Since I had to wait a long time, I asked the waiter if I could go to the third floor. The waiter was surprised and said the third floor was not open.

When he finished, it was my turn to be surprised. "No, I had dinner up there yesterday."

"Impossible!" The waiter said with absolute certainty, "That's our boss's private area. No one is allowed to go there."

"Are you new here?"

The waiter was stunned. "No, I've been working here since the opening."

"I was confused and sure I wasn't sleepwalking." "Why don't you go and ask, maybe it wasn't open before, but now it is, you don't know."

Seeing how I was so sure of myself, the waiter became a little uncertain and scratched his head. "Alright, I'll go and ask for you."

Soon, he trotted all the way back.

"Sorry Madam, I was wrong just now. I can go up." He smiled apologetically. There was an additional hint of respect in his smile. After saying that, he led me upstairs.

It was late in the afternoon and the sun was setting. Compared to the sunny afternoon yesterday, the terrace garden looked different.

Dazzling light covered the green plants with a thin layer of golden clothing, and the standing tulip showed some gentleness in the last rays of the setting sun, one grass, one tree, and one thing.

The waiter was half-squatting on the low sides, making tea. I sat down on the swing, and with a slight nudge of my foot, the swing rose slowly. A gentle breeze blew across his face. For a moment, all his worries and sorrows were blown away. I closed my eyes and quietly enjoyed the peace and comfort.

After a while, the waiter's respectful voice sounded in my ear. "Madam, the tea has been brewed. Please enjoy."

He picked up the teacup and opened the teacup. The aroma of the tea, accompanied by the strong bergamot, instantly wafted into his nose. I was stunned for a moment. This is my favorite tea, Earl Grey. Looking at the paper on the strings of the tea bag, it is actually my favorite brand.

I looked at the waiter, surprised and confused. "How do you know I like this tea?"

The waiter seemed to be surprised for a moment, then he awkwardly smiled and said, "I, I guessed."

I raised my eyebrows and jokingly said, "I thought you knew Mind Reading."

The waiter was rather embarrassed as he chuckled twice, "Madam, please take a rest here. I'll go down first. I'll come call you when the cake is ready."

"Okay, thank you."

The sun slowly sank below the distant mountains, and night fell. Both the lamppost and the floor lamp lit up at the same time.

I leaned against the back of the sofa and looked up at the sky. I give a start and turn my head at once