"Borrow the kitchen?"
Boss Wang was stunned. He hadn't expected Lin Xiao to say something like that.
"Mm, my daughter usually likes food cooked by me, so if it's possible, I'd like to borrow the kitchen and cook a dish for her, and then we'll have the dishes you ordered here," Lin Xiao said.
This was a request that generally no one would agree to, so Lin Xiao just asked, not expecting the boss to agree.
Boss Wang now looked at Manager Niu with some difficulty.
He roughly knew who Lin Xiao and Luo Qinghan were, but Lin Xiao's first move was essentially challenging their establishment.
He wanted to borrow the kitchen in his restaurant to cook for his daughter?
He really couldn't figure out what Lin Xiao was trying to do. Was he genuinely just cooking for his daughter, or was he trying to put on a show and acquire his restaurant?
Acquiring his place was possible, but the price wouldn't be low, and not just anyone could devalue it.
Thinking this, his eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of pride appearing in them. Since they were here to challenge, he wanted to see what "Manager Lin" was capable of. He didn't believe that a "Manager Lin" could spend his days researching cooking. Could he really surpass him in this area?
At this moment, he completely missed the meaningful glances from Manager Niu beside him. Before Manager Niu could speak, he directly said, "Okay, of course."
With that, he got up and led Lin Xiao to the kitchen.
"Thank you."
Lin Xiao was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected the boss to be so agreeable.
He had initially thought that the kitchen might not have space for him during such a busy time.
"However, Manager Lin, you have to be understanding. My kitchen is very busy at this hour, so I can only lend it to you for about ten minutes. Don't worry, as long as it's not contraband, I have all the ingredients here, so you don't need to worry about supplies. Everything is prepared, so you can just get started," Boss Wang said as he led Lin Xiao.
"Okay, thank you, Boss Wang. I will properly thank you later," Lin Xiao nodded quickly. Occupying their kitchen and a stove for over ten minutes at this time would surely require a substantial payment.
However, to make his little darling happy, he didn't care about the money.
Meanwhile, in the private room, Xun'er blinked and looked at her mother curiously. "Mommy, that uncle just now, he didn't seem to like Daddy very much."
"Oh?" Luo Qinghan looked at her daughter strangely. "How do you know?"
"I can feel it!" Xun'er said in a childish voice. "There's hostility!"
"It's over!" Manager Niu said.
Although he said this, his body was already reacting.
Qiu Ju also immediately felt it. Her face turned even redder, and her body trembled, as if losing its strength. She slumped onto Ning Changfa's body. Her lips brushed against Ning Changfa's ear, her breath warm and fragrant. "Changfa, help me... Let's, let's start..."
If she didn't get this deal done, she would not only be fined but also beaten. She was desperately in need of money.
Moreover, she had a good impression of Ning Changfa. If Ning Changfa hadn't gotten into trouble fighting for a brother back then, he would have been her son-in-law by now.
Ning Changfa stared at Qiu Ju, his throat feeling dry. "No... Sister Qiu Ju, you're Cai Ping's stepmother. How could I..."
Qiu Ju was also a woman of misfortune. When her parents encountered danger, she was the only one left. Later, she was taken in by Cai Ping's father, and since Cai Ping's mother had passed away early, they naturally got together.
However, not long after they got married, Cai Ping's father slipped and fell down the mountain while working in the fields. He was mangled and died.
Only Cai Ping and Qiu Ju were left to depend on each other.
Because of these consecutive accidents, many people secretly said Qiu Ju was a jinx, a legendary White Tiger, making the already superstitious villagers afraid to approach her and her daughter. Even though they were both famous mother-daughter beauties in the village.
"Please, Changfa..."
Qiu Ju's hands began to unthinkingly caress Ning Changfa's body, and her body started to writhe.
The movement made Ning Changfa struggle to control himself. He asked with difficulty, "Why..."
"I need money, I need to repay debts..."
This was said with great pathos. Although she didn't elaborate, Ning Changfa could feel the helplessness in Qiu Ju's words.
They were both pitiable people...
He instinctively pulled Qiu Ju into his embrace. At this moment, he felt like he was losing control. His body also began to move involuntarily with Qiu Ju's writhing.
He remembered that Qiu Ju had borrowed a lot of money back then to bury her husband. Years had passed, and she probably hadn't paid it all off yet. She definitely hadn't paid it off, or she wouldn't have ended up in this situation.
"Changfa..."
Qiu Ju's hand moved to her chest, and she slowly unbuttoned it. Feeling the hot hands on her waist, her eyes grew hazy.
Their breaths, mixed with hormones, filled the room. Ning Changfa, a virile man, how could he resist?
The next second, he went straight for the kill, parting the clouds to see the blue sky!
...
The two bodies were pressed tightly together. Ning Changfa was still breathing slightly, while Qiu Ju leaned against his chest, her body occasionally trembling.
Finally, in a state of post-coital clarity, Ning Changfa understood the current situation. He hurriedly helped Qiu Ju's body up and fumbled to help her get dressed.
But then he discovered an embarrassing thing...
The clothes and the skirt were still there, but the black stockings...
The black stockings had been torn into a pair of open-crotch pants. They had been violently ripped during his unconscious movements.
Ning Changfa tried very hard to maintain some distance between himself and Qiu Ju. After helping her put on her clothes, he hurriedly moved away from her.
"Changfa... are you disgusted that I'm dirty?"
Seeing Ning Changfa's actions, a tragic smile flashed across Qiu Ju's face. She sat on the side, her voice weak and dejected.
"No, no, it's not that," Ning Changfa said quickly.
"You don't need to explain. I understand... You're a good person," Qiu Ju said silently and stood up.
"It really isn't, Sister Qiu Ju!" Ning Changfa walked over and took Qiu Ju's hand.
As Qiu Ju was pulled by him, her legs were still a little weak after the recent exertion. With this pull, her body went soft, and she fell into Ning Changfa's arms.