This dessert shop is opened by a husband and wife. It is purely handmade and limited every day, so it is only available in the city next to Shanghai.
But because of the excellent taste, many people line up every day.
In Shanghai City, a family once offered to help the couple expand the store, but they were rejected.
Ying Tianlu went there at noon and waited in line for three hours before buying.
In the past two days, he also thought a lot.
What he can do is so many years late, and he can't make up for it. He can only make up for it in various aspects.
He is not a qualified big brother, but he will do it seriously.
Ying Yuexuan's ears buzzed, her hands stopped in the air, and she passed Ying Tianlu perfectly just like that.
The smile on her face faded little by little, and gradually became pale.
Both uncomfortable and embarrassing.
Ying Yuexuan stared blankly at Ying Tianlu, her eyes were red.
No matter how slow her reaction was, she still realized that these days Ying Tianlu avoided her, not because she was too busy with work, but because she knew that she was not his own sister.
It turned out that Ying Tianlu really heard it outside the door that day.
But she didn't tell her anything, which made her really have a little fantasy.
Zhong Manhua didn't expect that Ying Tianlu was looking for Ying Zijin, and even specially gave Ying Zijin the dessert for Ying Yuexuan.
She had an ugly expression and her face was livid, but she didn't directly yell at her.
Ying Tianlu was born to her, of course she knows what kind of temperament he is.
Very stubborn, very upright.
If she confronted him immediately, he would definitely confront her.
Perhaps, they will directly let the banquet guests know that Ying Yuexuan is the real adopted daughter of the Ying family.
Even if she didn't admit it, the banquet guests would still be suspicious, which would be bad for Ying Yuexuan's reputation.
Why didn't Zhong Manhua know what Ying Tianlu meant by doing this?
He was expressing his opinion that Ying Zijin was his real sister.
Zhong Manhua clutched his heart, feeling out of breath.
Especially when she saw Ying Yuexuan's pale face, she felt even more distressed: "Xiaoxuan, don't be sad, mom and dad are always by your side."
"Your elder brother is only like this for a while, and he loves you the most."
"No, I'm not sad." Ying Yuexuan quickly lowered her head, her voice trembling, but she smiled, "I should be happy, I'm not my brother's biological sister, and my sister has suffered a lot, how could my brother not hurt her."
Although she said so, she still couldn't hold back, and tears still flowed down.
She raised her hand to wipe, but she wiped more and more.
She can accept the change in Mr. Zhong's attitude towards her.
After all, she knew that she was a granddaughter, so naturally she couldn't compare to Zhong Zhiwan, whose surname was Zhong.
Of course, Mr. Zhong didn't make any difference to them before.
But Ying Yuexuan has always left herself a psychological buffer.
In this way, even if Mr. Zhong prefers Zhong Zhiwan in the future, she won't feel any sense of gap.
But Ying Tianlu is different.
Ying Tianlu has only one younger sister, so naturally she is used to pampering her in everything.
No one shares this affection.
That's why she was afraid.
But what she feared the most happened.
Ying Yuexuan took a few breaths slowly, and said in a low voice, "Mom, I'm going to the bathroom."
Zhong Manhua also knew that she was not feeling well, so she put down the wine glass in her hand: "Mom will go with you."
Fortunately, not many people came to the banquet at this time, only a few sons and daughters saw this scene.
They were very strange, but they didn't bother to ask.
Ying Zijin looked at the bag that Ying Tianlu handed over, and was silent for a moment.
She never knew how to reject others' sincere kindness.
And because of her physical defects, whoever treats her well, she will pay back a hundredfold.
It's just that Ying Tianlu, she has no plans to accept him yet.
Fu Yun leaned deeply on the dining table, his slender legs were slightly bent, his face was handsome, and he was full of playfulness.
He stretched out his hand and took a bag of desserts, pursed his lips, and smiled: "It's really troublesome, Mr. Ying, who ran so far. The kid admits that he's not familiar with you, so I'll take it for her."
Ying Tianlu's hand paused, his eyes deepened.
Of course he knew that after Fu Yunshen came back from Ozhou, he and Ying Zibig.
After sixteen years of upbringing, the relationship must be deeper than that of a biological daughter who has only been found for a year.
In the past, Jiang Heng met Ying Zijin several times.
No matter in terms of temperament or knowledge, there is really no way to compare with Ying Yuexuan.
However, seeing him again this time, he was amazed for a long time.
"I have to find a way." Ying Tianlu lit the cigarette ash into the ashtray, frowned, "Find someone more respectable and help Zijin clarify his identity, the kind my parents can't deny."
"Somewhat unlikely." Hearing this, Jiang Heng shook his head, "Shanghai City does not have such a person, unless you are looking for someone like the Nie family of the Mu family in the imperial capital, it must be the generation of Grandpa Mu Chenzhou .¡±
But how is this possible?
How can these big families in the imperial capital have the leisure to take care of the four big families in Shanghai?
Just as Jiang Heng was talking, he glanced casually, and suddenly settled on the entrance of the banquet hall.
He was stunned, pushed Ying Tianlu's shoulder, raised his chin to signal: "Tianlu, look."
"how?"
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