Bringing a baby to a street stall: The anorexic female CEO is brought to tears by her cravings at th

Chapter 115 The Most Precious Painting, the Most Heartwarming Soup



Chapter 115 The Most Precious Painting, the Most Heartwarming Soup

Twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Thanks to Lin Chen's fast food service, the diners who were originally at the front of the line received their fried rice and mung bean soup one after another and left satisfied.

Su Qingxue and Secretary Chen moved forward step by step with the crowd and soon arrived at the front of the line.

At that moment, the last customer in line ahead of Su Qingxue had just received the takeout box.

Tangtang, who had been standing next to the tricycle, took a disposable spoon from a small plastic basket and handed it to the diner: "Here's a spoon, brother. You have to eat it all up."

"Thank you, Tangtang."

The diner smiled, took the spoon, and turned to leave.

Tangtang turned her little body around, ready to greet the next guest.

The little girl looked up and her gaze met that of Su Qingxue, who was standing at the very front.

Tangtang was stunned for a moment, then her big eyes suddenly lit up with a bright light.

"Pretty auntie!"

Tangtang shouted happily.

She placed the small plastic basket containing the spoon on the tricycle, took two short strides, and pounced directly towards Su Qingxue like a happy little cannonball.

Su Qingxue looked at the little girl rushing towards her, and a smile instantly bloomed on her face.

Without any hesitation, she knelt down, put her legs together, and caught Tangtang who jumped into her arms.

"Pretty auntie, you're finally off work!"

Tangtang stretched out her two little arms and affectionately hugged Su Qingxue's neck, rubbing her little face against her shoulder.

Then, the little girl couldn't wait to take a half step back, tilting her rosy cheeks up and staring at Su Qingxue with her big eyes.

"Pretty auntie, did Aunt Chen give you the big windmill that Tangtang drew?"

Tangtang's voice was full of anticipation, "Do you like that painting?"

Seeing the little girl's expectant look, Su Qingxue's heart melted.

She reached out and tucked a stray lock of hair that had gotten messy on Tangtang's forehead behind her ear.

"Auntie received it."

Su Qingxue's gaze softened as she replied, "Auntie likes it very much."

That windmill was painted especially beautifully.

My aunt has put it in a very pretty picture frame and placed it in the very center of her desk, so she can see it as soon as she looks up at work every day.

Hearing that her painting was so highly valued by the beautiful aunt, Tangtang's face lit up with joy.

"Really? That's great!"

Tangtang flashed her two adorable little tiger teeth, "If Auntie likes it, Tangtang will draw you other pretty pictures later!"

"Okay, then Auntie will wait for Tangtang's new painting."

Su Qingxue smiled and pinched her soft little face. "Thank you, Tangtang, for the gift for Auntie."

"You're welcome!"

Tangtang responded sweetly.

The heartwarming interaction between the two, one big and one small, caught the attention of Lin Chen and Wang Hai behind the stove.

Wang Hai had just put the lid on the takeout box in his hand when he looked up and was immediately surprised.

"Oh my, Mr. Su! Secretary Chen! Why did you two come down to queue up yourself!"

Wang Hai quickly wiped his hands with a towel, greeting everyone with a broad smile, "Couldn't I just have Secretary Chen send a message in the group chat and I'd pack some food for you in advance? Why did you have to come down and queue for so long!"

Su Qingxue stood up, holding Tangtang's little hand.

The gentleness on her face softened slightly, and she nodded gently, indicating, "I just got off work early today, so I came down for a walk and to queue up."

Lin Chen stopped tossing the food in front of the stove.

Clang.

Lin Chen leaned the iron ladle against the edge of the pot, turned his head, and looked calmly at Su Qingxue.

"Mr. Su, it's time to go home."

Lin Chen's tone was calm, without any restraint despite the fact that the other party was the group president, as if he were greeting an ordinary old acquaintance.

"Yes, Mr. Lin, business is very good."

Su Qingxue looked at Lin Chen, her voice clear and cold yet gentle.

"It's alright."

Lin Chen replied casually, then turned around and picked up the iron spoon again. "Wait a moment, the fried rice will be ready soon."

While Lin Chen was making fried rice, Secretary Chen, who was standing to the side, stepped forward and began to order.

"Boss Wang, two servings of fried rice with minced gold filling, please."

"Secretary Chen said."

"Alright! Two servings of fried rice with minced meat!"

Wang Hai agreed and casually took out two takeout boxes to prepare.

Then, Wang Hai pointed to the stainless steel soup pot next to him and enthusiastically introduced, "President Su, Secretary Chen, we just launched a new product at our stall today: chilled mung bean soup!"

"These are top-grade mung beans and rock sugar personally selected by Brother Chen. They're cooked until they're smooth and creamy, and chilled to perfection. They're the best for cooling down in the summer."

"Would you two like a couple of bowls of this free soup to try, or would you like to continue drinking the hot broth?"

Upon hearing that there was chilled mung bean soup, Secretary Chen's eyes lit up slightly.

She had been watching the effusive praise in the group chat from upstairs and was already quite thirsty.

"Give me a bowl of chilled mung bean soup to try."

Secretary Chen spoke up.

Just as Su Qingxue was about to speak, Tangtang, who had been holding her hand, suddenly became anxious.

The little girl tugged at Su Qingxue's hand tightly, looked at her earnestly, and said loudly, "Pretty auntie, don't choose that iced mung bean soup!"

Wang Hai was taken aback for a moment, then teased her, "Oh, why is our little boss being so possessive of his food?"

"This mung bean soup is so delicious, why won't you give it to Auntie?"

"It's not that we won't let you drink!"

Tangtang waved her hands anxiously and explained in her childish voice, "Daddy taught Tangtang that drinking too much cold stuff will make your tummy hurt!"

Auntie, you need to be good too, and don't drink anything too cold!

As Tangtang spoke, she stretched out her little hand and pointed to the smaller insulated container next to her.

"Pretty auntie, Daddy made some hot chicken soup today, especially for guests who can't drink cold food!"

Auntie, drinking that hot soup will warm your tummy and ease the pain!

Hearing Tangtang's innocent and caring words, Su Qingxue was slightly taken aback.

She knew that children don't lie.

Lin Chen's advice to his daughter to eat less cold food actually triggered her stomach pain, which had been bothering her lately.

Su Qingxue looked up and glanced at Lin Chen, who was standing in front of the stove, intently stirring the food.

Lin Chen didn't turn around, but his back view exuded a sense of composure and reliability.

This man always considers every aspect of his work to the extreme.

Su Qingxue withdrew her gaze, a warm feeling flowing through her heart.

She lowered her head and looked at Tangtang, whose face was full of seriousness.

"Okay, Auntie will listen to Tangtang and be a good girl, she won't drink anything cold."

Su Qingxue softly agreed.

Turning her head, Su Qingxue looked at Wang Hai and said, "Boss Wang, I'll just have one serving of soup."

"Okay! Mr. Su, please wait a moment!"

Wang Hai nodded cheerfully, "One serving of chilled mung bean soup, and one serving of hot chicken broth!"

Just as Wang Hai was preparing to serve the soup.

Tangtang held Su Qingxue's hand tightly with both of her little hands, turned around and pointed to the folding stool she had just been sitting on.

"Pretty auntie, the fried rice will take a little while to cook. You must be tired from standing."

The little girl enthusiastically pulled Su Qingxue forward, "Come sit here!"

This is Tangtang's special little chair, now it's for the pretty auntie to sit on!

Su Qingxue glanced down at the small stool.

Faced with Tangtang's expectant gaze, she did not hesitate at all.

"Thank you, Tangtang."

Su Qingxue's voice was soft.

She gathered the hem of her business suit and was pulled by Tangtang to sit on a small stool next to the stall.


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.