"A chef has come for disaster relief too? And it’s Lycar’s head chef in person?" Guo Yuxiang, carrying a pot of lovingly made soup, was so shocked that he looked for the source of the voice. Under a makeshift canopy stood a tall, burly man in a chef’s uniform. He was towering over a large pot, lavishly tossing in all sorts of ingredients: bull-horn squid florets, crescent clams, giant shrimp, crab leg sticks, sea snails, whole-seed cuttlefish, squid paste, scallop paste... What an incredibly tempting seafood medley! It was enough to make your mouth water without even taking a bite. And this chef was none other than the one who had just called out, Head Chef Zhang Dali. He wasn’t the only chef Lycar had brought, either. There were at least three others, all busy at gas stoves, stir-frying various dishes and stewing fragrant soups. In the blink of an eye, the entire threshing ground was filled with tantalizing aromas. Everyone on the scene, whether they were relief workers or victims, whether they had already received a boxed meal or not, all gathered in front of Lycar’s food canopy and got in line. "Su Xuan, you’re really amazing!" Su Zimo said, her voice filled with astonishment as she secretly swallowed. "I hadn’t noticed that you actually managed to bring over several of Lycar’s chefs!" After working for the better part of the day, she had absolutely no resistance to the food made by Lycar’s master chefs. "Come on, let’s go get a bite to eat," Su Xuan said with a faint smile, leading Su Zimo toward the canopy. Truthfully, he was reluctant to go. As the owner of Lycar, he would certainly receive special treatment, and he felt it was more appropriate to keep a low profile and just eat a boxed meal... Damn it! Nothing’s going my way today! Guo Yuxiang looked down at the pot of soup in his hands and couldn’t help but curse silently. Compared to what Lycar’s head chef was making, his own soup was just child’s play, completely unpresentable! "Liangzi, where are you going?" Guo Yuxiang suddenly spotted his driver heading toward Lycar’s canopy and quickly called out to him. "Young Master Xiang, that’s Lycar’s food. I want to go try some," Liangzi said, swallowing hard as he grinned. Without another word, Guo Yuxiang shoved the pot of soup into Liangzi’s hands and ran off to get in line himself. He planned to use the time waiting in line to chat with Su Zimo. However, he was shocked to find that Su Zimo wasn’t in line. Instead, she was sitting with that annoying courier at a small, makeshift dining table behind the canopy. Although it was makeshift, the table was already set with several freshly prepared, scrumptious dishes, as well as fresh-squeezed juices decorated with little umbrellas. In the current environment, it all looked far too luxurious. She really is worthy of being the woman I, Guo Yuxiang, have my eye on! To think she can sit at Lycar’s exclusive little table! She must have deep connections with Lycar! It’s just... Guo Yuxiang glared hatefully at Su Xuan, convinced he was only able to sit there by riding on Su Zimo’s coattails. No, I have to sit over there too! If I keep trying to be low-key, that courier who’s only a little more handsome than me might actually manage to woo Zi Mo! Crap! Zi Mo is even putting food on his plate! Guo Yuxiang immediately abandoned the line and hurried toward the luxurious little table. But he was immediately stopped. "Buddy, you can’t sit there. You have to get in line," Lycar’s head chef, Zhang Dali, said, blocking his path. "Why?" Guo Yuxiang asked, his face darkening. "That courier can sit there, so why can’t I? I’m an old classmate of Reporter Su. If you don’t believe me, go ask her!" "Heh!" Zhang Dali couldn’t help but chuckle. "That won’t work either. Reporter Su can only sit there because my boss approved it." He was actually making himself perfectly clear: That courier was his boss, and his boss decided who could sit there. "Is your boss here right now?" Guo Yuxiang asked, not even considering the possibility that Su Xuan was Lycar’s owner. "Stop asking so many questions. If you want our food, just get in line like you’re told," Zhang Dali said. He still had dishes to cook and couldn’t be bothered to waste time on Guo Yuxiang, who seemed a bit dim-witted. "Fine, I’ll get in line!" Guo Yuxiang actually went and obediently got in line. It couldn’t be helped. Zhang Dali was holding a gleaming kitchen knife, which was quite intimidating. A group of little kids had also suddenly gathered around the small table, leaving no seat for him anyway. He muttered to himself how great it would be if he could become a child at that moment. Not only could he sit brazenly at the table, but he could even sit on Su Zimo’s lap... While in line, Guo Yuxiang kept craning his neck, anxiously monitoring the small table. He had never imagined he would end up feeling jealous over a courier. "Bro, I could actually sit over there, but I chose not to," someone said suddenly, patting him on the shoulder in a show-offy tone. "Huh?" Guo Yuxiang turned his head and saw it was another courier. "Know why I didn’t go?" Lu Dachun asked with a grin. "Because I don’t want to be a third wheel." "A third wheel..." Guo Yuxiang’s mouth twitched violently, his words becoming slurred. "Are those two... in a relationship?" "Not exactly!" Lu Dachun said mysteriously, stroking his chin. "To be precise, they’re in the pursuit stage." "Oh, the pursuit stage," Guo Yuxiang repeated flatly. "Yep. The girl is chasing the guy." Guo Yuxiang was speechless. He immediately turned and stalked off. Damn it all, why even bother eating? I’ve completely lost my appetite! He was starting to believe Lu Dachun. Seeing how attentive and considerate Su Zimo was being toward the guy, it really did look like she was pursuing him. "You all eat up," Su Xuan said, busy putting food on the children’s plates at the small table. "If it’s not enough, I’ll have the chef uncles make more for you." He had invited the children over himself. He really didn’t want to receive special treatment under the circumstances, even though he absolutely had the right to. "Fresh dishes, straight from the wok! Everyone, dig in!" Zhang Dali called out as he came over and placed more food on the table. He didn’t care what Su Xuan thought; he had to serve his boss well. If Liu Ming found out Su Xuan was here and he hadn’t been properly attended to, Liu Ming would definitely have his hide. "The village chief is here!" "What happened to the village chief?" Just then, the queueing crowd suddenly erupted in a commotion. An old man, covered in mud with blood streaming down his forehead, appeared before Lycar’s canopy, pushing a battered bicycle. "Excuse me, whose brand-new off-road vehicle is that down by the threshing ground?" the old village chief asked the crowd, clutching his head. "It’s mine." Su Xuan quickly stood up and walked over to the old man. "Did my car hit you?" Looking at the village chief’s miserable state, Su Xuan instantly wondered, Could it be that my Charman King wasn’t parked properly? Did it roll away and hit the old village chief? Newest update provıded by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝔫𝔢𝔱