The color of the winter night was pitch black. There were not many stars shining in the sky, making it seem even deeper. The small courtyard of master chef Restaurant was brightly lit, and under the contrast of the dull night, it was as if the light burned through the darkness.
"Little Yuan, are you busy tomorrow?" Boss Tong wanted to say something but stopped for a long time. She asked after taking a deep breath.
"I'm free in the afternoon. Aunt Tong, do you have anything to do?" Seeing boss Tong finally ask that, Yuan Zhou immediately said.
While they were chatting, Yuan Zhou could tell that aunt Tong was hiding something in her heart. Although Yuan Zhou didn't know what he needed help with, he was very attentive to the matter of boss Tong.
"I just want to go to a restaurant to eat tofu pudding. It's a long way, come with me. I'm sure the cooking will be good." Boss Tong coughed dryly and looked a little unnatural.
