Several junior waiters immediately surrounded Wang Yan and asked, "Boss! What's the happy occasion? Tell us so we can be happy too!" Their hearts itched with curiosity not knowing the reason.
Wang Yan laughed heartily, but he really wasn't going to tell them.
"Get back to work, everyone. The reason I'm happy is because my wife is beautiful and that makes me happy. Isn't that obvious?" he bluffed.
Bai Yue glared at him; this guy was getting slicker by the day.
But Wang Yan was genuinely good to her, and she believed that.
"Sheesh! Boss, you've got some thick skin!"
Laughed at, weren't you?
Wang Yan wasn't upset; being happy wasn't a crime, and he simply chose not to share.
He knew he couldn't let the village family planning officials find out about this, or else they'd come after them.
He wouldn't trouble himself with discomfort.
He secretly watched Bai Yue with joy.
During the afternoon break, Wang Yan hurried out to make a phone call at the post office.
