Divorced and Determined: The CEO's Ex-Wife Fights for Love-Chapter 147

Chapter 147 Straightforward Lu Qin! Other Vendors Are Trembling!

Shen Muyan was suddenly pushed by Fang Ya, stumbling straight into Lu Qin’s arms. The culprits, Fang Ya and Song Xuanxuan, ran off like spinning tops, leaving only the male and female leads in the room. The air froze for a moment. It was very quiet.

Only the sound of their heartbeats could be heard. Ten seconds later, they separated, both looking slightly awkward.

“I’ll go wash the dishes. You rest for a bit.”

Shen Muyan lowered her head, her delicate face tinged with a light blush, and walked into the kitchen. Today, President Shen was wearing a black irregular-cut round-neck blouse, slightly tight-fitting, accentuating her graceful curves. Her lower half was a simple white short skirt, highlighting her slim, straight, and fair legs.

She put on an apron, her usual cold and elegant aura softening slightly in Lu Qin’s presence—less aloof, more gentle, exuding an indescribable charm. Shen Muyan wasn’t very skilled at washing dishes. It wasn’t that she was incompetent, but her busy schedule had never given her a chance to enter the kitchen. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Lu Qin watched through the glass kitchen door for a while, then went to the living room to peel some fruit. Feeling his departure, Shen Muyan let out a quiet sigh of relief.

After finishing the dishes, she walked into the living room. Lu Qin had already prepared a fruit platter—a beautifully arranged mix of strawberries, green dates, blood oranges, small Thai mangoes, and dragon fruits…

These fruits were all gifts from customers and neighbors—there were so many that he couldn’t possibly finish them all.

Seeing the fruit platter, Shen Muyan’s eyes lit up. Whether it was knife skills or presentation, this platter looked way better than the ones served at her restaurant.

She took out her phone and snapped a few photos—planning to show her fruit-cutting chef for inspiration. Lu Qin had master-level fruit-cutting skills—his casual cutting was already top-tier.

He could even carve fruits into the twelve zodiac animals—though that would be unnecessary. Shen Muyan mistakenly thought Lu Qin had specially prepared the fruit platter for her. Feeling a bit embarrassed but also secretly happy, she said, “You didn’t have to peel so much—I just ate lunch, I can’t eat that much.”

Lu Qin, ever the straightforward man, replied, “I’m taking these for my stall later. If you can’t eat much, just eat less.”

“Oh.”

Shen Muyan nodded, picked up a fork, and started eating—finishing almost half the platter. The two of them chatted casually, mostly about Lu Xiyao.

They were once on the same household registry, but now, talking about work or life felt inappropriate—their only connection was the little one.

Lu Qin sent recent photos of the little girl to Shen Muyan—some were cute, silly, clingy, and some showed her acting like a little boss…

Each one was adorable, and Shen Muyan saved them all. Before leaving, Lu Qin gave her two boxes of ice jelly cake and a cup of osmanthus oolong milk tea.

At this point, she had also joined the ranks of those who ‘eat and take’, but she didn’t want to refuse—it was too delicious, too irresistible. Besides, Fang Ya and Song Xuanxuan only got milk tea, while she got extra desserts.

After frequently eating Lu Qin’s food, Shen Muyan realized she had gained two pounds. Although it wasn’t noticeable—she still had her perfect S-curve, looking slim in clothes and curvy underneath—she couldn’t let it slide. So, she added morning runs to her routine.

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After Shen Muyan left, Lu Qin continued cooking Imperial Concubine Chicken Wings and boiling mung bean soup. At 2:30 PM, he sealed up 300+ cups of osmanthus oolong milk tea and neatly packed them into a fresh-lock insulated box.

Milk tea couldn’t be left outside for too long, or its taste would degrade, so it had to be stored properly. After loading all the food and ingredients onto his tricycle food cart, he set off.

Checking his Stall Location App, the best vending spot today was Huaguo Mountain Park—a large influx of tourists meant high foot traffic.

Since it was a weekday, most of his loyal customers from the Penguin chat group couldn’t rush over. They flooded the chat with crying emojis.

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Lu Qin chose a spot at the foot of the mountain, where the park entrance and square intersected. This area was shaded and occasionally had cool summer breezes. Many people were wandering around.

Because this wasn’t his usual vending spot, loyal customers couldn’t wait in advance—they had to wander aimlessly looking for him. After setting up his stall, Lu Qin snapped some location photos and sent them to the Penguin group.

Seeing the update, the scattered customers in the park shouted in excitement and rushed over.

There were a few other stalls nearby—a drink stand, toy stall, grilled sausage cart, and skewers booth.

None of them realized that in just a few minutes, a massive wave of customers would descend upon the area, bringing an unexpected fortune. However, Lu Qin’s Stall App had already predicted this surge—he was about to make a quick fortune.

Nearby, the drink stall had some business, but the other vendors were barely selling anything. Most of them were just elderly vendors killing time—better to do something than be idle.

Within minutes, over twenty customers found Lu Qin’s stall and rushed in. His previously quiet stall suddenly had a long line.

People around stared in curiosity—how did this food cart suddenly blow up?

“Boss Lu, three portions of stir-fried noodles, one milk tea, and an order of Imperial Concubine Chicken Wings!”

“Give me the menu—I’ll take everything!”

“I’ll take one of everything!”

“Bro, stop talking nonsense. Even if there were no limits, buying everything would take at least two full bowls!”

“Excuse me, I’ll just take twice-cooked pork, shrimp dumplings, a box of pickled vegetables, and a milk tea.”

“I only had one egg for lunch—been waiting all day for this! One of everything for me!”

“One chicken tofu soup, one Imperial Concubine Chicken Wing, three iced mung bean smoothies, and an osmanthus oolong milk tea!”

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The ordering frenzy left onlookers dumbfounded.

This stall sold the weirdest combinations—pickled vegetables with milk tea!

Each customer ordered in bulk—spending over 100 yuan per order. Was the food really that good?

Nearby vendors were green with envy. Selling water and grilled sausages barely made any profit, and they struggled to sell even one or two items in a long while.

But this young guy’s stall was something else entirely—ice jelly cakes sold for 25 yuan per box, milk tea for 28 yuan, twice-cooked pork for 28 yuan…

High prices? Fine. But why were customers still buying in droves?

Some even bought everything on the menu, spending over 200 yuan at a time. Since when did street food stalls turn into mini gourmet restaurants?

At first, they thought it was just young people with poor budgeting skills—blowing all their cash in one go. But then they noticed—middle-aged and elderly customers were also buying, happily sipping 20-yuan milk teas without hesitation. This street food stall was absolutely insane!

The smell of stir-fried noodles, twice-cooked pork, and Mapo tofu wafted through the air, drawing in more and more customers. The other vendors nearby started trembling.

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