Having just recovered from the shock of the previous smack, Yan had again been hit by his mother.
Yan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a low growl through his nostrils, "Tong Xiaohua!"
Zhu Qianying and their son laughed heartily at Yan's plight.
Okay, Zhu Qianying had to admit that it wasn't right to make merry at others' misfortunes, but she couldn't help it. What to do!
These family members had gathered at the entrance for a while before entering the restaurant.
It was Yan Bo's first time at the restaurant and he chose the most noticeable spot to sit and began to examine the decor and layout. Yan's mother and Yan went to the kitchen to find Chen Jing.
"Mom, can you handle it all?"
The restaurant had hired more than ten employees, two of whom were chefs who could help Chen Jing prepare ordinary dishes.
Now, the three people in the kitchen were incredibly busy.
"We're managing. You and Hua go outside, don't stay here, there's too much smoke."
