Chapter 277
277 Yan Zimeng Missing
“Xiaoqiao, lead the way. Let’s go.” Le Yao immediately raised her head and puffed out her chest. She placed her hand on Qiao Qiao’s shoulder and walked out.
“Dowager, slow down. Be careful not to twist your waist.” Qiao Qiao winked at her.
Le Yao patted her and the two of them smiled as they went out and got into Shen Yi’s car.
Le Yao subconsciously glanced at villa number one. Seeing that there was no one inside, she retracted her gaze and got into the car. Soon, they arrived at the shop.
Le Yao got out of the car and her eyes widened. “Qiao, isn’t this too classy?”
“You’re such a good cook. You can’t suffer.” Qiao Qiao pulled Le Yao through the door.
“Welcome.” Although it wasn’t open for business yet, when they heard the wind chimes at the door, the waiter who was cleaning up inside hurriedly turned around and said respectfully.
“Wow, these employees are already well-trained.” Le Yao sighed. “And they’re so good-looking.”
“Of course.” Qiao Qiao smiled proudly, then waved at the two handsome waiters. “Continue with your work.”
The two handsome waiters continued to clean up.
“Young Lady, Ms. Han.” At this moment, a middle-aged man walked over from upstairs and bowed respectfully to the two of them.
“Uncle Hua, you don’t have to be so polite. I’ve already said that you can just call me by my name. This is Lan.” Qiao Qiao introduced. “Baby, this is Uncle Hua. From now on, he’ll be the manager of Le Yao’s Gourmet Hut. He was one of the orphans sponsored by my grandfather back then. Later on, he took my family’s surname and became Grandpa’s butler after returning from studying abroad. When Grandpa passed away, he became a chef at home. My brother and I grew up eating Uncle Hua’s food. Not only is Uncle Hua a first-class chef, but he’s also a high-level pastry chef.”
“Uncle Hua.” Le Yao hurriedly greeted him respectfully. “But Qiao, Uncle Hua is so qualified. Isn’t it overkill to come to our shop?”
“Miss Lan, how is this overkill? It’s my honor to be able to follow Young Lady.” Qiao Hua hurriedly smiled and shook his head. “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely do a good job.”
Le Yao couldn’t say anything else when she heard that. In any case, she might not be able to find such a suitable person if she recruited.
“Let’s go. I’ll show you around.” Qiao Hua made an inviting gesture. “There’s a total of 260 square meters upstairs and downstairs… There’s also a small kitchen specially set up here. It can be used for live broadcasts…”
As soon as she came out of the kitchen, Qiao Qiao received a call. Her expression darkened.
“What’s wrong?” Le Yao looked at her.
“Baby, don’t be angry.”
“What is it?”
“Today, on the way to send Yan Zimeng to the women’s prison, there was a car accident on the bridge. The entire car fell into the Xiling River. Yan Zimeng… is missing.”
Le Yao’s expression immediately turned ugly. “Missing? Isn’t it an escape?”
“Baby, the place where the accident happened was the Dan Mountain Bridge. Below it is the Xiling River. The river is very rapid. The entire car fell down. The possibility of survival…”
“Qiao, although the chances are slim, it’s not impossible to survive.” Le Yao sighed. “Let’s wait until we find the corpse.”
There were too many such plots in novels. Sometimes, even if the corpse was salvaged, it might not be the real person.