Chapter 561 Please Feel Free to Hate Me!

"Could you make another bowl even though you're closing, boss? Please, be lenient!’ Shirley clasped her hands together and earnestly pleaded with the boss.

"Come tomorrow, it's just a bowl of wonton. Skipping a meal won't kill you, right?’

"No, no, no, this time I won't skip it. It might actually kill me... Anyway, this bowl of wonton is very important. Boss, please, I'm your loyal customer, and I'm sure you wouldn't want me to leave empty-handed!'

"Oh, I can't do anything with you!" The boss helplessly shook her head and reluctantly restarted the cooking process to fulfill Shirley's request.

Not just the boss, but the whole town took good care of Shirley. They could even be described as doting.

Firstly, it was out of sympathy for a weak woman who had to take care of a man with physical disabilities and blindness.

Secondly, Shirley was genuinely kind and adorable, always helping the elderly in the town with computer repairs, online shopping, and appliance installations. She was a wonderful person.

While pinching the wonton wrappers, the boss chatted with Shirley, "Who is this person who will supposedly die if he doesn’t eat wontons? It’s not Antwan, right? I remember that boy doesn't like noodles.’

"It's not him." Shirley also skillfully pinched the wonton wrappers, gently twisting them after filling them with minced meat mixed with leeks, scallions, and shrimp to form small wontons.

"Not him?!" The boss paused, her curiosity ignited, "Oh my, have I stumbled upon a big secret? The person eating the wontons is not Antwan? Then who could it be?"

from my hometown,"

must hold a special place in your heart. For so many days, you've been buying wontons for him tirelessly. It's quite late now, and you're still asking me to make another bowl. I can't help but feel that... his place in your heart is even more significant than

way? Antwan and I are the model couple of the town. Do you doubt our relationship?" Shirley said with

love. However, behind closed doors, they were more like two lonely warriors, striving to live for the purest things

this person, it seems like the love comes from the depths of your heart. You are passionate about him." The boss

Finally, she spoke with some philosophical insight, "Isn't the highest form of

of wonton was ready. The aroma filled

time, Shirley made most of the wontons herself. They might not look very appealing, but they held special

the wontons and handed them to

prepared to pay, but the boss refused, "Shirley, since you made these wontons yourself, I won't charge you. I hope this bowl of wontons

so much on her shoulders at such a tender age. Recently, the boss had noticed

wontons out of the Chinese restaurant, lowering her head to catch a whiff of

she looked up, she

struck by acupuncture, "So, you've been the one acting as the snail girl all this time?" Braden stood three feet away, his gaze filled with a complex

talking about," Shirley stuttered,

The nurse told me everything..." Braden approached her step by step, adopting a condescending posture as he questioned her, "Tell me, what's your purpose in doing

purpose could there be

hint of caution as he coldly snorted, "Or

rather speechless and rolled

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