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Chapter 82: Dessert
The director had already asked someone to put the cameras away. At this moment, they were just chatting.
During this time, the director would tell them what to do next.
Huo Jinqi could not help but want to look at Xing Jiuan. His good friend felt that he was acting too strange like this, so he blocked him.
Huo Jinqi could not possibly look over him and could only give up.
Xing Jiuan was holding her phone as she looked at Lu Zhichen’s message.
[Lu Zhichen: Are you busy?]
[Lu Zhichen: I bought you some desserts made by Elder Tang.]
There was another photo after that.
Xing Jiuan opened it.
The man’s fingers were well-defined. They were so beautiful that he could be a hand model. He held an exquisite bag, and she could vaguely see the snacks inside.
Elder Tang was a famous chef. Not only were the dishes delicious, but the desserts were also exquisite and beautiful. Moreover, the taste was even better than the appearance.
However, Elder Tang rarely made them now. She didn’t know how Lu Zhichen managed to buy them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtXing Jiuan loved sweet food, but she would feel uncomfortable if she ate too much.
The desserts made by Elder Tang were not greasy or particularly sweet, but they were so delicious that one could not help but want to eat a lot.
Elder Tang had many disciples, but none of them had fully inherited his skills.
They always tasted a little off.
Lu Zhichen did not want to be distant from the young lady, so he’d thought of a way to get familiar with Xing Jiuan again.
Xing Jiuan looked at it for a while before typing a reply.
[21st: I’m not at home. No need to send them to me.]
Lu Zhichen saw the message that Xing Jiuan had sent back…
[Lu Zhichen: Are you in the capital?]
[21st: Yes]
[Lu Zhichen: I’ll deliver them to you.]
Xing Jiuan frowned.
[21st: No need.]
Lu Zhichen felt that it was necessary. He had specially bought them for Xing Jiuan. Even though they had been separated for a long time, he still remembered Xing Jiuan’s little habits.
And the little girl’s words.
At that time, Lu Zhichen was only ten years old. He’d played with the five-year-old Xing Jiuan every day, making Xing Jiuan’s senior brothers and sisters want to hit him.
Later on, because Xing Jiuan had eaten too much sweet food, her teeth and her stomach hurt. She’d lain on the bed in discomfort, and her face was so pale that it made one’s heart ache, but she did not cry.
How could a little child be so tolerant!
After she felt slightly better, she’d whispered to Lu Zhichen that she wanted to eat cake.
Lu Zhichen asked his uncle to buy some desserts made by Elder Tang and send them over.
Xing Jiuan had said that she liked this taste very much.
Lu Zhichen had remembered it even after a long time.
[Lu Zhichen: I’ll just deliver it. I won’t disturb you.]
When Lin Feng saw Xing Jiuan’s troubled expression, he leaned over and asked her what was wrong.
“Someone wants to bring me food,” Xing Jiuan said.
“Do you want them to?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmXing Jiuan shook her head. “I don’t think it’s necessary.”
It was not that she did not want it, she just didn’t find it necessary.
“Let them deliver it if you want to eat it. I’ll get it for you.”
“…Forget it, I’ll go.”
Xing Jiuan agreed to Lu Zhichen in the end.
However, she gave him the address of the farm beside their shooting location.
Lu Zhichen said he would be there soon.
Xing Jiuan did not reply to him after that.
She felt that Lu Zhichen’s attitude towards her… was too intimate.
The director only briefly mentioned that the next round was cooking, but he did not say anything else. Everyone was still chatting among themselves.
Perhaps because Xing Jiuan looked exceptionally cold, no one spoke to her much.
This place was a little remote. Lu Zhichen only arrived when it was close to noon.
By then, everyone was ready to cook.
“My little junior sister can’t cook,” Lin Feng said. “I made her share.”
“Please help me do it too.” The person who spoke was a good friend of Lin Feng in the industry, a movie queen. She was someone who was very mature, but after she went on variety shows, people realized that the mature movie queen was actually humorous and funny in private.
It was an open secret that she and Lin Feng were friends, and no one would think of any scandals between them.
The main point was that both of them were too aggressive!