Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

The tailor didn't say anything more.

Chen Ming smiled and handed them the menu, saying—

"We've already ordered some, so please order whatever you'd like."

The tailor blinked, looked at Xiaomei, and said—

"I don't know much about the dishes here, Xiaomei, you can order."

She is Mr. Chen Ming's aunt, so it would be more appropriate for her to come.

The aunt squinted as she took the menu, looked at him, and said—

"Then I'll order?"

"Okay, let's order."

Upon receiving Chen Ming's affirmative reply, the aunt smiled.

Then she checked off the most expensive dishes in the restaurant, handed them back to him to show him, and looked at him with a hint of teasing as she rested her beautiful face on her hand.

"What do you think of ordering these?"

I want to see his pained expression.

Then she would find a spare moment to secretly settle the money; her aunt's plan was perfect.

Chen Ming glanced at it and couldn't help but smile.

It seems his aunt is indeed somewhat dissatisfied with him; this way of retaliating is quite adorable.

He handed the menu to the waiter, then immediately took out his phone and said—

"Let's pay first."

"Hey?"

The aunt was dumbfounded.

Chapter 543 An Old Cow Eating Young Grass

It's certainly not worth spending so much on a meal, but it's really not a big deal, especially since it was ordered by my loved one, so I'm even more willing to spend the money.

Pay and wait for the food to be served.

Looking at him, his aunt seemed to have thought of something and said—

"Hmph, being kept by Huihui, she doesn't even care about spending money anymore."

Chen Ming looked at his aunt, wondering why she was so dissatisfied with him. She was always picking fights, though she was also quite cute.

He smiled and said—

"How can I not feel bad about spending money? But since it's something my aunt wants to eat, I'm willing to spend any amount of money."

"..."

Her aunt's expression froze slightly, and she felt a surge of unpleasant joy in her heart. With just a few sweet words, she had given her a solid counterattack.

In the end, her little prank didn't make him feel bad; instead, it increased his favorability towards her. Could it be considered a case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead?

This is what it means to give something away for free, right?

The tailor listened to their conversation, blinked, looked at A-Fu with his gray hair, and felt like he'd seen him somewhere before. He said—

"Is this Miss Huihui? Haven't we met somewhere before?"

Of course, Afu had met the tailor before, but at the time she wasn't with Chen Ming and was a powerful sword immortal, completely different from the infatuated little maid she was now. The tailor couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

Afu originally wanted to make herself invisible, afraid of causing trouble for him, but now that he has been asked, he will definitely remember it in the future.

There's no escaping it.

So Afu and Chen Ming exchanged a glance, confirming his thoughts, and then Afu looked at the tailor with his gray eyes and said—

"Miss Tailor, we meet again. I am Fu."

"symbol……"

The tailor still couldn't remember who it was, so he tapped his communicator and asked Xiao Hong for help.

"Sword Immortal Fu!"

"!"

Xiao Hong's prompting reminded the tailor of the powerful sword immortal master who controlled a giant flying boat and wielded the power of Taoist magic.

Is it her?

This……

The tailor stared at Afu in surprise, his body tense, and he couldn't help but stand up.

Clang, clang...

The chairs collided and made a sound.

"Um...this guest?"

The waiter brought the food over and was so startled by the tailor's actions that he almost spilled the soup. The tailor glanced back at the waiter, then couldn't help but look back at A-Fu.

Afu gave a friendly smile and said—

"Please sit down."

"Ah... um..."

The tailor suppressed his surprise and sat down abruptly, but doubts kept surfacing in his mind.

Why is Fu Jianxian here? What is her relationship with Mr. Chen Ming? Does Mr. Chen Ming know Fu Jianxian's identity?

The tailor seemed a little restless, which puzzled the aunt, who asked—

"Does the senior tailor know Ah Fu?"

"...Ah Fu?"

The tailor was taken aback, looking at Xiaomei. Why was she using such a casual way of addressing Fu Jianxian? And it seemed so natural, as if that was how she usually called him.

Could it be that……

It was Fu Jianxian, this ancient monster who came to experience the mortal world, who approached Mr. Chen Ming and concealed his identity to have an affair with a young woman.

Ah this...

I never expected you to be such a sword master, still so unconventional at your age.

The tailor nodded slightly, feeling that his guess was quite reasonable. And indeed, he wasn't entirely wrong; it was just that A-Fu hadn't actually hidden her identity from Chen Ming.

The "old cow eating young grass" label is bound to be used to criticize him.

Chen Ming is a tender young man.

When Afu saw her aunt asking, she said—

We met once during the holiday.

When they took Gu Qing to explain, they also took her to the research institute.

The tailor nodded and said—

"Yes, that's right..."

She gave her aunt a look, meaning she would explain later. Her aunt was suspicious; was there something wrong?

Chen Ming, observing the changes at the dinner table, remained remarkably unperturbed. He stood up to serve soup to everyone and said—

"Eat first, eat first, it's getting cold. Here you go."

He placed a bowl in front of his aunt, then took the tailor's bowl, then Ah Fu's, and finally his own.

After serving everyone their meals, he sat down to prepare for the meal.

The seamstress stared intently at him, her deep gray-blue eyes filled with curiosity. She felt he had the aura of a boss, and yet he was in a relationship with Fu Jianxian.

It even got involved with Mei, a magical girl. Are there really so many coincidences in the world?

Chen Ming felt a little uncomfortable under the tailor's gaze, smiled helplessly, and said—

"What's wrong? Is it not to your liking? Then we might really have to let Afu go into the kitchen and teach the chefs here."

"..."

The tailor realized he had been somewhat impolite, blushed, then looked down at his bowl, took a sip with a spoon, found it slightly hot, gently blew on it, and said seemingly casually—

"Since Miss Fu... isn't Huihui, then who is the Huihui that Xiaomei mentioned before?"

Trying to figure out more about the mysteries surrounding him might lead to clues related to the Boss.

Chen Ming said—

"She...she is my lover."

"Ok?"

The tailor was taken aback. When she heard Xiaomei say the word "sugar baby," she thought it was his parents. After all, Fu Jianxian was right there. Weren't they a couple?

Slightly embarrassed, he said—

"I thought you and Miss Fu were a couple."

"Um... Fu and I are indeed a couple..."

Chen Ming scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, feeling rather awkward after saying such things in front of outsiders.

"Hey?"

The tailor opened his mouth, wondering if this was an affair. He then looked at the shyly bowing Fu Jianxian beside him and twitched his lips. The big boss's hobbies were always different. Was he seducing a young man's husband?

The tailor's cheeks flushed even more as a whole host of strange and wonderful things filled his mind.

The entertainment industry is truly chaotic.

The tailor carefully took a sip from the bowl.

To avoid Fu Jianxian killing her in a fit of embarrassment and anger, she decided to change the subject and asked what she cared about most—