Standing at the door of the kitchen is a rather delicate-looking girl, wearing a kapok dress with blue and purple splicing patterns. She has long, smooth brown hair, air-length bangs, and a bit of baby fat on her face, but she is quite cute. .
However, Mag didn't have a deep impression on her. She was probably a girl named 'Cynthia' who liked braised pork and came to the restaurant once a week. Other than that, she had no special memory.
so……
Mag was confused by her sudden sentence: "Are you not planning to marry me anymore?"
Excuse me, when did he promise such a thing to her?
Cynthia looked at Mag and felt the eyes around her staring at her. She seemed to suddenly come back to her senses, her face turned red, she covered her face and slowly lowered her head.
"Oops...this is not a dream!"
"I shouldn't have gone out to eat directly after staying up late to finish the manuscript... I was so confused that I didn't even get out of the plot..."
"Ahhh...my old face is completely lost!"
Cynthia lowered her head, her body trembling slightly, as if she was in great sadness.
When the guests looked at her thin and helpless back, their sympathy suddenly overflowed, and they looked at Mag with a bit more disgust.
"Scumbag!"
"My wife came back and turned against me!"
"What kind of bad thoughts can a little girl have? How can she lie to others by showing her innocence."
The guests were thinking in their hearts, but they were not in a hurry to come out and stand in line.
Irina also looked at Mag with interest. She did not recognize the girl, but she was sure that Mag would not attack such an innocent little girl.
But the current situation was so interesting that she couldn't help but wonder how Mag wanted to solve this trouble.
Mag looked at the girl who was alone in sadness and was coping with silence, and suddenly a dark line appeared on her face.
What are you doing covering your face? You do speak!
I am a pure person, how can I be tainted by you like this?
"Girl, I don't seem to know you, and I haven't said anything about marrying you. If you have any questions, let's make it clear in person." Mag said with a smile.
"Say? How can you say this?!" Cynthia buried her head deeper.
"Could it be that I stayed up late last night writing your little H-story and got too deep into it, so I almost fell asleep in a trance while waiting in line today. When I heard the news that your wife was back, I rushed up and said these words?"
Cynthia wanted to find a crack in the floor to crawl in, but unfortunately the floor of Maimi's restaurant was too smooth, and there was no such thing as a crack in the floor.
Facing Mag's scorching gaze and the concerned gazes around her, Cynthia felt extremely stressed at the moment.
After a long silence, Cynthia finally put down the hand covering her face, slowly raised her head, looked at Mag with red eyes and said: "I understand, I will leave quietly, you don't have to worry about me."
After saying that, Cynthia turned around and walked towards the door.
Yes, she knew she was wrong. Now she just wanted to leave here quietly, find a place outside and dig a hole in. No one would care about her. This was the greatest kindness.
…
After three years in the industry, this is her most embarrassing moment!
This feeling was tantamount to having an acquaintance read it to her face to face with a short H-text she had written, and then...she died on the spot.
Mag:? ? ?
Restaurant guest:? ? ?
"Ah! The more you smear, the darker you get!" Mag wanted to roar.
The girl didn't seem to say anything, but she seemed to have said everything.
This simple sentence successfully cemented his reputation as the biggest scumbag in the world.
Mag also didn't expect that one day he would be tricked like this by a little girl.
"She is so pitiful...like an innocent girl whose feelings have been deceived."
"Although I don't think Boss Mai is this kind of person, it seems like she's not just pretending. Look how sad she is crying and her eyes are red."
"Is this what worries Boss Mai? It's really enviable."
The guests murmured quietly, with a hint of joking in their eyes. They wanted to know whether Boss Mai would kneel on the washboard on the first day the landlady came back?
"etc!"
At this moment, Irina, who had been silently watching the show, suddenly spoke up and stopped Cynthia, who had already reached the door of the restaurant.
Cynthia paused as she stepped out of the threshold, her eyes closed suddenly, and she bit her lower lip.
"Ah... just a little bit close! Now... what should we do now? Are we going to be torn apart by the palace's hands?"
"I... what should I do now? According to the routine, as the heroine, I only need to act as a weak little white flower, face the beatings of the dark forces in the palace, and then wait for the male protagonist to appear and rescue her? "
Cynthia was so confused that she kept one leg raised and did not turn around for a long time.
She knew that she was not a heroine. Even if Boss Mai was a hero, he didn't know her at all, so there was no way he could help her fight against his beautiful daughter-in-law.
oh.
Her behavior must be that of a scheming green tea bitch...
After the heroine returns, she is a supporting role used to show off her coolness.
"Ah...it turns out I am the clown." Cynthia felt like she was going to cry. She was neither advancing nor retreating. She didn't know what to do for a while.
"Sister, since we are all here, why bother leaving in a hurry? It's so hard to wait in line. Let's eat our lunch first." Irina walked out from behind the counter, came to the door of the restaurant with a smile, and looked at Cynthia and said.
Cynthia felt great pressure. Although this elf lady looked beautiful and generous, with a gentle smile, she felt a terrifying aura like a demon.
This...should be the aura of the legendary heroine, right? !
Cynthia has scolded herself ten thousand times in her heart. Now that the person has arrived, even if she wants to rush out of the door, she may not be able to succeed.
"I...I don't have much appetite, so I won't eat." Cynthia said weakly, not daring to look directly into Irina's eyes.
"If you can't find your appetite here, then you won't be able to eat if you leave this door." Irina smiled.
The guests nodded in agreement and entered Maimi's restaurant. There was no lack of appetite at all.
Cynthia couldn't help but want to give her a thumbs up. She stayed up all night and didn't eat in the morning, so she just left her belly ready to have a good meal at Maimi's restaurant. She had her favorite braised pork and three big meals. Bowl of rice.
This time, I was already hungry and my chest was pressed against my back. I finally got in line, but when I entered the restaurant, my brain twitched and I rushed to the kitchen door and said such embarrassing words.
The feeling of hunger has not disappeared, but the feeling of shame is too strong, and I can no longer care about hunger at this moment.
(End of chapter)
