Mo Xiuchen furrowed his brows and glanced at Wen Jin, stepping past him and heading towards the pastry chef, "I'm here to make a cake."
"Ah Jin, you definitely guessed it right, Xiuchen must have been driven here by Ranran."
Qin Mu looked at Mo Xiuchen with schadenfreude.
Wen Jin's lips curved into a pleasant arc, "That's called karma for wicked people."
"You two hurry up and get to work, don't waste time talking," Mo Xiuchen's handsome face frowned in displeasure.
Qin Mu and Wen Jin smiled indifferently.
"I wonder when Ah Kai will come over. Should we give him a call and ask him to come earlier to help?"
Qin Mu said, looking at Wen Jin.
"He's not stupid, if you ask him to come and help, will he come earlier?"
Wen Jin asked with amusement, while Mo Xiuchen beside him smiled casually, "Tell him Bai Yiyi and An Lin lost a bet and need to cook. An Lin has Ah Mu to help, Bai Yiyi has no one to assist."
"That's pretty sly."
