When She Unveils Identities

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

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

way? Antwan and I are the model couple of

closed doors, they were more like two lonely warriors, striving to

more like a responsibility. I can sense the exhaustion in you, but with this person, it seems like the love comes from the depths of your heart. You are passionate about him." The boss hit

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

of wonton was ready.

time, Shirley made most of the wontons herself. They might not look very

the wontons and handed

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 brings you genuine happiness, the kind that comes from the bottom of your heart.” The

a tender age. Recently, the boss had

meaning behind this bowl of wontons. Shirley carried the wontons out of the Chinese restaurant, lowering her head to catch a

looked up, she saw a tall man waiting for

if she had been struck by acupuncture, "So, you've been the one acting as the snail girl all this time?" Braden

don't know what you're talking about," Shirley stuttered,

adopting a condescending posture as he questioned her, "Tell me, what's your purpose in doing

honest, "What purpose could there be other than feeling sorry for you and fearing that

other?" Braden's deep eyes showed a hint of caution as he coldly snorted, "Or is it that you know about my extraordinary identity and are trying to get my

was rather speechless and rolled her eyes