When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 561

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?"

I know from my hometown," Shirley

been buying wontons for him tirelessly. It's quite late now, and you're still asking me to make another

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

closed doors, they were more like

because your relationship with Antwan feels more like a responsibility. I can sense the exhaustion in you, but with this person, it seems like the

mind wandered for a moment, remaining silent for a long time. Finally, she spoke with some philosophical insight, "Isn't the highest form of love

a bowl of wonton was ready. The

herself. They might not look very appealing,

the wontons and handed them to

but the boss refused, "Shirley, since you made these wontons yourself, I won't charge you. I hope this bowl of wontons brings you genuine happiness, the kind that comes from the bottom of your heart.” The boss said, patting Shirley’s shoulder

girl carried so much on her shoulders at such a tender age.

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

When she looked up, she saw a tall

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

know what you're talking about," Shirley stuttered,

her step by step, adopting a condescending posture as he questioned her, "Tell me,

could there be other

showed a hint of caution as he coldly snorted, "Or is it that

Shirley was rather speechless and rolled her

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