Ye Fei looked over in surprise.

Others might not know, but she certainly did.

That’s actually Zhao Gushen’s phone ringtone.

Immediately following was Zhao Gushen appearing at the door.

Everyone was stunned, especially Ye Fei.

Alongside Zhao Gushen were five judges and several main organizers of the competition.

Zhao Gushen himself had come, and of course, they hurriedly accompanied him.

Ye Fei stared blankly at Zhao Gushen, the person she was just contacting by phone, suddenly appeared in front of her, like a dream.

At this moment, Zhao Gushen stood at the entrance, with one hand casually resting in his pants pocket.

Evidently, he had just come from the office, still dressed in a crisp suit, tall and upright.

For some reason, Ye Fei’s heart raced. Seeing Zhao Gushen here felt very different, somewhat magical.

Initially, she felt nervous around Zhao Gushen, for he was someone far removed from her.

But gradually, as they spent more time together, she viewed him as a regular person.

Especially since he was the father of her child.

Zhao Gushen’s position in her heart had, unbeknownst to her, become closer.

For him, there was no longer that sense of distant reverence.

It’s also because Zhao Gushen has always interacted with her in his relaxed private persona.

But now Zhao Gushen once again appeared in his professional, public image.

Cold and intimidating.

Everyone around cautiously, reverently, and somewhat in appeasement faced him.

Allowing Ye Fei to once again see this different side of Zhao Gushen.

Ye Fei recalled that Zhao Gushen was still that lofty figure, someone others looked up to.

But these days, the closeness of their relationship made her overlook this fact.

Now, standing in the same position as others, this feeling returned.

Making her realize that Zhao Gushen truly is a man standing among the clouds.

Zhao Gushen coldly scanned the crowd, but his gaze softened suddenly when it landed on Ye Fei.

Due to her astonishment, Ye Fei still held the phone to her ear, maintaining her readiness to call.

Contacting Zhao Gushen’s gaze now, she finally returned to her senses.

Just about to hang up, only to see Zhao Gushen answering it in front of everyone.

Ye Fei stared at his action in surprise, dumbfounded.

Not even having the chance to quickly hang up.

Just hearing Zhao Gushen’s soft laugh and gentle voice: "I am here, just arrived."

Ye Fei: "..."

She thought that she of course knew he was here; he was standing right in front of her!

Ye Fei dared not reply, anxiously hung up the phone.

Guiltily, she couldn’t even look at Zhao Gushen.

Everyone gazed at Zhao Gushen in shock.

Who was he talking to so tenderly?

However, the contestants weren’t as shocked.

After all, they were unaware of Zhao Gushen’s dogged temper.

But the organizers’ senior officials, and the head chef of Its Taste, Gu Changfeng, were too familiar with Zhao Gushen’s temper.

Especially Gu Changfeng, who was acutely aware of Zhao Gushen’s dogged nature.

They had never heard Zhao Gushen speak to anyone so patiently, so gently before.

Just now, Zhao Gushen’s tone was almost excessively sweet.

Anyway, Gu Changfeng felt his skin crawl.

He sneakily focused his gaze on Ye Fei’s face.

Just as Zhao Gushen answered the phone, Ye Fei happened to be holding her phone.

When Ye Fei put down her phone, it coincided with Zhao Gushen also hanging up his own.