Chapter 315 Making Pastries (3)_1
"If you want to go, then go, but don’t regret it later," Xiao Muli said as he reached out and pinched Situ Xin’s nose.
"Ouch, why are you pinching my nose? You’re going to make it all flat," Situ Xin pouted and glared at Xiao Muli. His glare sent a tickle through Xiao Muli’s heart, especially when he saw those cherry lips of hers, which made him want to give her a kiss. But he still had some sense left and knew it wasn’t the right time.
When Xiao Muli’s subordinates, and especially his secretary, heard that he had agreed to attend the banquet prepared by the Xiao family, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Originally, they had been wondering how to convince Xiao Muli to attend. They thought that even if it was just to make an appearance, they had to go.
But unexpectedly, Situ Xin had solved such a big problem for them. The way they looked at Situ Xin was filled with gratitude.
"Here, Brother Muli, these are the pastries I made myself. Try them." Now that she had achieved her goal, Situ Xin shifted her focus to the pastries she had made herself.
"Xiao Xin made these herself?" Xiao Muli was already delighted that Situ Xin had personally delivered pastries to him. Now that he knew she had made them herself, his heart was even sweeter. He had always heard Situ Jin bragging to him and Yu Qihao about how delicious Situ Xin’s cooking was. Yet, they never had the chance to taste her culinary skills.
This time, Xiao Muli felt like he had truly hit the jackpot. He eagerly took a pastry and gently bit into it. It was the savory kind he liked. "Mmm, this is really tasty. Xiao Xin is so talented; you learned so quickly. And they taste even better than those made by professional pastry chefs."
Seeing her handiwork praised, Situ Xin was so happy that her eyes squinted into a line. Though Situ Xin was reborn, the fact that others liked and affirmed what she made filled her with genuine joy from the bottom of her heart.
It was also because, in her previous life, Situ Xin had always been alone; no matter what she did, there was nobody to share her experiences with.
Realizing she had been there quite a while, Situ Xin thought about the fact that Xiao Muli still had work to do. "Brother Muli, I’ll leave now. Continue with your work; I’ll go back and talk to Grandpa Xiao about attending the banquet," she said, playfully winking at Xiao Muli as she spoke.
Sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at her reflection in the mirror, and watching the hairdresser and his assistant busy at work behind her, Situ Xin felt profound regret for her earlier suggestion to attend the banquet. She had this persistent feeling that she had brought trouble on herself by moving a rock only to drop it on her own feet.