CEO Spoils His Little Ex-wife

C948 Love?



C948 Love?

Bai Youyou remembered that the first time she knew about Mr. Smith was in a high school magazine.    

    

It said that Mr. Smith was very talented in making desserts, but his personality was very hard to figure out. His personality could be considered a weirdo.    

    

Because he would go to the beach to swim because of a dream at night, he would find a pearl in his dream. It was not perfect, but he liked it very much. That year, he went to more than 30 beach in the world, but he did not find the pearl in his dream.    

    

In the magazine, there was an interview about Mr. Smith. It was said that Mr. Smith's expression was very disappointed because he did not find the pearl in his dream.    

    

But he had already said that it was in his dream. How could he find it?    

    

Bai Youyou also found it very interesting at that time. The magazine also said that Smith thought that his life was very happy, but the only thing he was unhappy about was that he did not have a real angel, because when he came to Capital in A Country, a half-immortal wearing sunglasses on the street told him. He lacked peach blossoms in his life.    

    

The magazine said that Mr. Smith's expression was very sad.    

    

Bai Youyou remembered this person at that time.    

    

She did not expect to meet him.    

    

Mr. Smith was busy when the man beside Bai Youyou pressed the Gilded Bell on the table. The crisp and comfortable ring rang. Mr. Smith immediately put down his work and walked in front of them. He asked, "What do you need?"    

    

He looked sincere and serious. It seemed that he was really just an ordinary dessert master at the ball, not the top dessert master Mr. Smith that even the Queen of Yin Country had to make an appointment with.    

    

But it was indeed Mr. Smith. Bai Youyou remembered this face and her memory was very good. She could tell that the current Smith was not much different from the people in the magazine back then.    

    

She ordered a very simple Muse cake. She boasted that she had some skill in cooking and was also good at making desserts. Especially the simplest chocolate Muse, it was simply her specialty.    

    

Therefore, she wanted to try what the difference between a top dessert master and herself was.    

    

She curiously watched Mr. Smith get busy and forgot that there was someone standing beside her.    

    

Soon, Mr. Smith made two identical desserts and placed them in front of Bai Youyou and the man. Then, someone rang the bell. He ran over to ask that person what he wanted.    

    

Bai Youyou took a small sip and suddenly felt that there was no comparison between her and Mr. Smith.    

    

Muse melted in her mouth and the rich chocolate taste spread in her mouth. The slightly bitter fragrance was accompanied by a faint lemon taste. It was delicious and not greasy.    

    

How childish. Why would he want to compete with Mr. Smith?    

    

Bai Youyou realized that her thoughts were becoming more and more childish. She slowly ate the Muse cake in front of her and subconsciously looked up to Mr. Smith who was busy.    

    

She was not a gluttonous person, but this was really too delicious, so she urgently wanted to ask Mr. Smith if he could make another serving for her. . .    

    

"Do you want it?" A man's voice sounded beside her, and only then did Bai Youyou hear that there was another person beside her.    

    

The portion of the man's portion had not been touched. The beautiful Muse cake was placed in front of her eyes. Bai Youyou very quickly extricated herself from her dilemma. She waved her hand and firmly said, "There is no need. "    

    

She turned her head and did not look at the cake in front of her but suddenly heard a soft laugh from the person beside her. It seemed to carry a hint of pampering and tenderness.    

    

She must have misheard. Why would she have pampering strangers?    

    


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