The boss is back and she doesn’t pretend to be a fake daughter anymore

The return period of "Inspiration" came to a perfect end on this day.

But everyone has another expectation for the 1st of next month.

After having a reunion dinner with Jiang Xuxu and his group, Zhou Chacha took advantage of the little bit of vacation time she had gotten from Director Yue and decided to eat the meal that Xie Yunli owed her before returning to the crew.

Fly back to Beijing and quickly book a restaurant and make an appointment.

Zhou Chacha deliberately put on a perfect natural makeup for herself.

The clothes had been chosen in advance and it took me three hours to choose.

After making sure that she was perfect from head to toe, Zhou Chacha arrived at the reserved restaurant box at the agreed time.

This restaurant was also specially chosen by her. It is not too far from Xie Yunli. The restaurant's design and landscape are low-key and elegant. The atmosphere in the private room is warm without being ambiguous.

The old-fashioned guy doesn't like ambiguous tone.

Zhou Chacha didn't want to scare people away completely over a meal.

She didn't know if she was being too hasty, but... Xie Yunli was the first person in all these years who made her heart beat faster even though they were thousands of miles apart.

As a representative of tea, Zhou Cha Cha certainly knows how to trick a man and make him fall in love with her.

But she didn't want to do that.

She liked him and wanted to tell him directly.

Today is the day Zhou Chacha is preparing to make his formal confession.

"Ms. Zhou, your custom cake is ready. When will it be served?"

The restaurant manager came forward and asked politely.

As a popular young star, the manager certainly recognized Zhou Chacha and knew what the customized cake represented.

But his professional ethics would ensure that no information about Zhou Chacha would leak out of their restaurant.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhou Chacha chose this restaurant.

"Wait, when my friend arrives, I'll knock on the cup when it's time to serve the cake."

"Ok."

The restaurant manager left.

Zhou Chacha sat alone in the box.

Seeing the clock hand about to turn to the time they agreed on, Zhou Chacha couldn't help but mutter,

"You don't even know how to show up fifteen minutes early for a date with a girl. No wonder you're single."

Based on Xie Yunli's personality, Zhou Chacha had reason to suspect that he would come in exactly at the agreed time.

So she sat there, watching the pointer point to the time she had agreed with him. Zhou Chacha was very calm.

"Traffic jam? Wait another five minutes."

Five minutes passed and she checked her phone, but there was no message.

She decided to wait.

Then ten minutes later, thirty minutes later, she couldn't help but send him a message.

There was no response from the other end, and even the voice calls were not answered.

Zhou Chacha went from initial anticipation to anger, and finally, he just sat there in silence.

An hour later, the restaurant manager pushed the door again and asked if her guests had arrived.

Zhou Chacha still sat there for a long while before he said in a hoarse voice,

"He...is not coming. Please bring the cake up."

The restaurant manager felt that the atmosphere was not right, but he did not ask any more questions and left quietly. Not long after, someone brought in the customized double-layer cake.

It was a cake that Zhou Chacha had designed herself a long time ago. The cake was in the shape of a spiral staircase, and at the bottom of the staircase was her cartoon figure walking upwards.

At the top of the stairs is a corner tower with a miniature man in a Taoist robe standing inside the tower.

This cake represents the process of her chasing him. Before today, Zhou Chacha had thought of two possibilities.

The first possibility is that he agreed to her confession, and then she would ask him to take her little man to his little man personally.

The second possibility is that he doesn't agree, but that doesn't matter, she will use this cake to tell him that she will continue to climb up until she stands beside him.

Even if she failed, she wanted to show him her "determination".

The only possibility Zhou Chacha hadn't thought of was the third possibility, which was... he didn't even show up.

Even if he couldn't come due to something, he never thought of telling her.

Tears fell with a plop.

Zhou Chacha didn't say anything, picked up the fork and started eating the cake.

She dug away a layer of "foundation" in one bite.

One bite, two bites, three bites, she ate the cake in her mouth with big mouthfuls.

Mixed with tears, the chocolate in the cake tasted a bit bitter.

After eating only a small portion, she stopped.

Firstly, she couldn't eat, and secondly, she had to go back to the crew and couldn't gain weight.

After swallowing the cake in his mouth, Zhou Chacha took a last look at his phone.

There were no surprises either on the phone or on the box door.

She finally gave up.

With the delicate fork in her hand stretched out, she simply cut the spiral staircase connecting her and him.

"Xie Yunli, you are a bastard."

After saying this with sobs, Zhou Chacha got up and left without any reluctance.

……

At the same time, on the other side, Xie Yunli, who had just come out of the barrier, seemed to have sensed something. He subconsciously took out his mobile phone, checked the time, and his eyes sank slightly.

Next to them, two Taoist students in a disheveled state looked ashamed.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. It's all thanks to you today. Otherwise, we would have been in trouble under the hands of this century-old ghost..."

Xie Yunli responded vaguely, and seeing that the matter was resolved, he hurriedly said,

"You guys stay and clean up the mess. I have something to do and I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he didn't care about his two fellow apprentices who were in such a mess that they could barely stand up straight. A speed talisman flew out and he quickly disappeared from the spot.

Xie Yunli rushed to the restaurant where he had agreed to meet Zhou Chacha, and did not forget to send her a message on the way.

[Sorry, something happened temporarily, are you still there? ]

The message was sent, but failed to be delivered.

Looking at the red exclamation mark in front of the message that did not belong to the other party's friend, Xie Yunli pursed his lips and remained silent. He did not send any more messages, but just walked faster.

In less than half an hour, he arrived at the agreed restaurant, exhausted.

At that time, an hour had passed since Zhou Chacha left.

Although Zhou Chacha had left, because the time for the private room she had booked had not yet arrived, everything in the box, including the cake restaurant manager, was left untouched.

So, when Xie Yunli walked in, what he saw was the exquisite cake lying alone on the table.

But when I looked closely, I noticed the mess in one corner of the cake.

The cartoon figure belonging to Zhou Chacha fell under the gap of the eaten cake, and the chocolate stairs that were supposed to connect the two layers of the cake were broken.

But the little man in Taoist robes always stood high up, unmoved.

Xie Yunli looked at the messy cake in front of him. For some reason, his chest seemed to be pressed down by something, making him feel stuffy, unfamiliar and helpless.

He never thought of breaking his promise.

But something unexpected happened just before departure, and I didn't even have time to tell her to cancel.

But no matter what, he broke the appointment today.

He thought she was probably very angry.

Or maybe, it's not just anger.

Thinking of the silent red exclamation mark, Xie Yunli felt irritated for no reason, and then looked at the cartoon character lying in the mess of cream.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and picked up the cartoon figure.

I carefully wiped the cream off the cartoon man's body with a handkerchief, but for some reason, it seemed that I could never wipe it clean.

Xie Yunli stood there in silence for a while, and finally gave up trying to wipe it clean.

But then, ignoring the traces of greasy cream on it, he closed his fingers little by little, and finally held the little man tightly in his palm.