Li Yanchen was startled by the woman who suddenly got in.

Uncovered legs come together—

A gun fire.

Li Yanchen got up in disgrace and wanted to go back to the company to rest.

Li Yanchen was scared away by himself, and Lin Wan was even more sure that he had done something worse than a beast last night.

She had been brewing for a long time and sent a message to her husband: Chenchen, I'm sorry, you're going to take care of what you did when you were drunk last night.

At Chenxin headquarters, Li Yanchen hung up a do not disturb card outside the office door, and he wanted to think about something quietly.

When the top message was horizontally on the main screen, the man choked himself with a mouthful of wolfberry tea. Who is Chenchen? Oh, yes, it is himself.

When Li Yanchen read the text message softly, he had goose bumps all over the floor.

Soon Lin Wan sent another message: Chenchen, I will go to the dessert cottage in the afternoon and may broadcast live with Xia Xia. You can work hard and see you in the evening.

Li Yanchen put his cell phone on the table, looked up, down, and sideways. In addition to guessing Lin Wan’s thoughts yesterday, he also had to guess what Lin Wan’s purpose was to call him Chenchen today.

He searched on the Baidu mother and found out what was the reason why the young wife became proactive? The answer made him cry out in a cold sweat. Assuming that the older husband was a business tycoon, the young wife's move may be to exhaust her husband and inherit the inheritance.

Li Yanchen was bald, and he couldn't help but sigh that it would be great if he met Lin Wan, who was twenty years old.

Although he was suspicious of his wife's motives, Li Yanchen replied: I'm sorry? You're pretty good, see you tonight.

It turned out that Li Yanchen didn't think much, but because he thought too much, Lin Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

After the woman went downstairs, she saw Aunt Huang doing needlework in the yard. She walked up and said, "Auntie, why don't you turn on the heating?"

Aunt Huang looked up slightly: "The sun is very good today, I'll give you breakfast."

"You sit down, I'll do it myself. By the way, Xinxin won't go home to have dinner in the evening. I'll go to Xiamo's shop and I won't come back to eat anymore." Lin Wan told Aunt Huang about her itinerary.

"Okay, Wanwan, reach out and gesture." Aunt Huang spread out half of her sleeves and wrapped them around Lin Wan's arm: "It's just right."

Only then did Lin Wan realize that the white sheet-shaped thing Aunt Huang was holding was actually a shawl for her.

"Auntie, I thought the sweater and shawl were knitted directly with round needles, but I didn't expect it to be flakes and finally sewed into clothes." Lin Wan also knitted you for two days when she was in Lan Village. She used round needles, but she gave up before she was a few centimeters wide.

"I created it myself, I don't know if it looks good." Aunt Huang was a 'skilled hand' in the village when she was young. To be honest, the girls in the whole village learned to knit sweaters from her, but the wool at that time was not as beautiful as it is now.

Lin Wan returned to the room and took the clothes he knitted by himself and put them in front of Aunt Huang: "Auntie, do you think I can save this piece of cake? Boss Li said he didn't know if he could wear the sweater I knitted in his lifetime."

Aunt Huang laughed and said, "Madam, you knitted pretty well, but you lack some endurance. I'll weave the rest."

"You are here to weave? No, I will go with you. I will eat something first. In the future, you will supervise me and weave a little every day. It should be able to weave before New Year's Eve."

"good."

So throughout the morning, Lin Wan and Aunt Huang sat in the yard, knitting sweaters.

At noon, in order to save trouble, Lin Wan asked Aunt Huang to cook a bowl of snow-carrot shredded noodles, and after eating, she went to Xiamo's shop.

There is a long queue in the dessert shop before the door is opened every day. After the dessert anchor's vest fell off, Lin Wan simply did not hide it. Every time he went to find Xia Mo, he would enter through the door openly.

If she meets a fan asking for an autograph, she will stop and write her name endlessly.

When I learned that Lin Wan was here, Xia Mo made a joke in the morning to tell everyone about their live broadcast today, and Dang Xiaoquan would return to the live broadcast room.

Comments are boiling.

——It's been a month, but I didn't expect that I could still see Quanquan live broadcasting himself.

——Teacher Xia, if you come in the future, you will come today.

——Ahhhhhh! You are finally coming to my circle.

——Sister Wan, you finally thought of us.

——Please take leave in the afternoon to watch the live broadcast.

——My Circle, please come to the live broadcast room to see us often, I really miss you so much.

——Is this the first time Sister Wan has exposed herself since she returned from Lan Village?

——No, I watched Chenxin’s year-end party yesterday, and Sister Wan attended.

...

A brief trailer from Xia Mo became popular within an hour.

The dessert shop has expanded from three stores to six stores in half a year. Fans who come here often send private messages to Xia Mo and ask her if she wants to change the name of the store. Compared to those boutique stores of several square meters, Xia Mo's store obviously has nothing to do with small characters, but Xia Mo has registered and is too lazy to be annoyed.

The number of employees in the shop has also increased from the first three to fifteen, and there are even offices with clear division of labor, technology, administration, procurement... everything is available.

Xia Mo is also called Mr. Xia by his employees.

Lin Wan parked the car in a dedicated parking space for the dessert shop, and was recognized by sharp-eyed fans as soon as she got out of the car.

The long team collapsed instantly and surrounded Lin Wan.

"Everyone dispersed a little." Someone shouted in the crowd: "Let's line up like I did just now. Sister Wan walked along the way to sign everyone's autographs. It feels too oppressive to surround me, and it feels uncomfortable."

"Yes, you guys arrange it, I'll sign it." Lin Wan said.

The crowd quickly dispersed again and found the location just now, and everyone did not fight or scrambled.

Lin Wan took a big breath: "Who has a pen? Can you lend me one?"

Dozens of hands stretched out.

Lin Wan took one casually and remembered the man's appearance. He signed one by one from the person who was in the last line.

——I was so lucky that I actually encountered a circle today.

——Ahhhh! Quanquan is so beautiful, I have never seen such a beautiful person.

——Duolai dessert shop has indeed had surprises. Will you meet Xinxin and the others next time?

——The little ones are all in school, and they may encounter them during holidays.

——I want to lock the sweetheart shop, I want to settle nearby, I want to come and queue up every day.

——Don’t you go to work? So idle?

——I don’t go to work, I’m a freelancer. By the way, do you want to join the dessert shop group? In the future, Sister Wan appears in the group and shouts. You can watch it on the spot if you are within a radius of three kilometers.

——For signs that you can enter the group if you are within a radius of three kilometers.

Lin Wan's hand signing was numb, so she decided to go home and get a seal and then knock it directly. Otherwise, as the fans of Sweetheart Shop increased, she signed the autographs one by one, and before she could sign the sign, her hand would be scrapped.

Xia Mo went out to greet her and saw the woman treated enthusiastically by her fans and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Wanwan."

Lin Wan smiled bitterly: "It should be for the service of fans."

——The circles are so warm, and I suddenly feel that we are too much.

——Not disturbing is the last gentleness. In fact, it is already very good to see Sister Wan. It is too much for everyone to gather around to sign.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!