Making a cake seemed to be a lot more fulfilling than when he negotiated a big deal.
The entire cake was made into a dreamy lavender. The sweet fragrance of cream wafted through the kitchen.
After everything was done, the cake maker tidied up the kitchen before bidding farewell to Ding Muqian.
Wang Dawei was puzzled. Why did this cake seem to be Boss to Ding Muqian and himself? She couldn't help but ask.
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Ding Muqian smiled and said," I am indeed his Boss right now. Because you like this cake, I bought it last week. "In the future, you can eat whenever you want, because you are their Boss mother."
There was another thing that Ding Muqian didn't say for the time being. It was this cake shop that Ding Muqian placed under Wang Dawei name.
"Huh?" "You bought it?" Wang Dawei
