After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Lin Fan turned his head and looked at the fully armed female guest.

"The noodles and tofu were delicious." Ye Wanxing, wearing a mask that only revealed her beautiful eyes, said, "I'll come again."

Lin Fan looked at her, his expression unchanged, and simply nodded slightly.

Take care.

Ye Wanxing pushed open the heavy curtain and stepped back into the cold winter wind.

But this time, she felt much warmer.

in the hall.

Li Dayong and his group finished their meal and walked to the door with their teacups in hand.

He watched Ye Wanxing's departing figure, scratched his chin in puzzlement, and turned to Chairman Chen, saying:

"Old Chen, don't you think that woman just now looked a bit familiar? Those eyes... I think I've seen them on TV before."

Mr. Chen was picking his teeth with a toothpick when he heard this and smiled.

"Come on, you're all bundled up like a dumpling. Even your own mother wouldn't recognize you. How are you supposed to be familiar with anyone? Hurry up and get going, you have a meeting this afternoon."

Li Dayong grabbed the heavy military overcoat draped over the back of the chair, wrapped it around his body, and then wrapped the woolen scarf around his neck twice.

"I'm leaving now, Mr. Lin. Please save me a serving of this tofu tomorrow, I'll bring my wife to try it too."

"Take care!" Lin Fan was wiping the stove with a scouring pad in the open kitchen. Hearing this, he didn't even look up, but simply replied calmly:

"Remember to come early tomorrow, as we won't restock once they're sold out."

"I know the rules here."

Li Dayong smiled and pushed open the heavy windproof curtain. A dry, cold draft of early winter blew in through the crack in the door, but it was quickly neutralized by the ample warmth of the heating in the hall.

……

In the city center of Jiangcheng, in a high-end, riverside apartment.

The smart door lock made a soft "tick" sound, and the heavy armored door was pushed open.

Ye Wanxing slipped into the house, locked the door behind her, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

She leaned against the door, listening to the quiet breathing in the entryway, and her nerves, which had been tense all morning, finally relaxed completely.

She took off the oversized black down jacket she had worn to avoid attracting attention and casually hung it on a hanger.

Then he took off his baseball cap pulled down low and his stuffy black mask, revealing a fair and delicate face that always looked tired.

After changing into slippers, Ye Wanxing didn't even put them on properly before stepping barefoot onto the soft wool carpet and quickly walking into the living room, where she sank heavily into the large leather sofa.

Based on her daily habits as a top-tier actress, if she consumes carbohydrates or even some oily or greasy food for lunch every day, the first thing she does when she gets home is definitely step on the scale.

Then, facing the mirror, I fell into deep body anxiety, and finally forced myself to burn twice the calories on the treadmill.

As an artist who has maintained her weight by eating boiled vegetables and salads without sauce for many years, her stomach has long been damaged by hunger. Eating even a little bit of greasy food will cause acid reflux, bloating, and even pain that keeps her awake all night.

But today, the situation has completely changed.

Ye Wanxing leaned back on the sofa and subconsciously reached out to touch her stomach.

There was no heavy, bloated feeling as usual, nor the nausea and acid reflux caused by overeating.

On the contrary, there was a gentle, thick warmth in her stomach, like a hot water bottle at just the right temperature, continuously radiating heat and soothing her stomach, which was always cold and prone to cramps.

Just then, the taste of the minced meat stuffed tofu I had eaten at Lin's shop suddenly and clearly resurfaced in my mind.

The slightly charred and chewy outer skin of the handmade stone-ground tofu, when bitten into, reveals a piping hot and tender texture like soy milk inside, along with the sweet and savory black mountain pork filling that bursts with flavor between your teeth after absorbing the broth.

The pure aroma of beans and the rich aroma of meat blend together, without any extra seasoning, only the most original fragrance of food.

Ye Wanxing suddenly sat up straight on the sofa.

She grabbed a nearby cushion, buried her face in it, and let out a suppressed scream.

"ah--"

Her voice was muffled by the cushion, but she was so excited that she kept stomping her feet on the sofa.

How can it taste so good!

Ye Wanxing raised her head, panting heavily, her eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

She's been in this industry for so many years, and in order to socialize and maintain her public image, she's eaten far too many so-called top-tier meals.

Michelin three-star chef's custom-made dishes, high-end private meals costing thousands of dollars per person, top-grade Wagyu beef and white truffles air-shipped from abroad—what good things hasn't she seen?

However, no meal, with its expensive ingredients and elaborate presentations, could ever deliver such a soul-stirring experience as this shabby little restaurant on a street corner at noon today.

That piece of tofu was simply not from this world!

Ye Wanxing savored the faint sweetness of the grains that lingered on her lips and teeth.

She could even clearly tell that the seemingly bland clear soup noodles had a broth made by simmering the finest bones all night.

A serving of stuffed tofu for 328 yuan is not only not expensive, it's ridiculously cheap! If that shop were located in a luxury shopping mall in the city center, even if it were priced at 3,200 yuan, there would definitely be a line of people lining up to grab it.

Ye Wanxing swallowed, the warmth in her stomach making her feel comfortable all over. The fatigue and chill that had accumulated in her bones over the years were completely dispelled by the meal.

She stood up and walked barefoot into the spacious restroom.

I turned on the pure copper faucet, washed my hands with warm water, and looked up at the huge high-definition vanity mirror above the sink.

When Ye Wanxing saw her face in the mirror, she was stunned again.

Even when she wears makeup, she can't hide her sickly paleness and dark circles under her eyes after removing it.

But now, the woman in the mirror has a natural, healthy blush on her cheeks, a good complexion that comes from abundant blood and energy.

Even her lips, which were always dry and chapped, are now rosy and plump.

"This...this is way too exaggerated!"

Ye Wanxing touched her cheek; her skin was warm, even slightly translucent from the light sweat she had just produced.

She usually spends hundreds of thousands on hyaluronic acid injections and Thermage treatments, but the effects are not as immediate as the lunch she had today.

Eating those few pieces of tofu not only cured her low blood sugar and stomach pain, but also restored her complexion.

What exactly did that male boss put in the food?

Ye Wanxing turned around, walked quickly back to the living room, and took out her phone from the pocket of her down jacket.

Open WeChat and bring up the billing record.

The screen clearly displays a payment of 386 yuan. Payee: Linjia Shop.

Ye Wanxing stared at the name, and the image of the man standing in the open kitchen unconsciously surfaced in her mind.