get married, dough maker

Sun Shunan entered the bar, and the waiter at the front desk saw her coming in alone and looked at her curiously.

Because she doesn't look like she's here to drink and have fun.

"Is your boss here?" Sun Shunan asked the waiter at the front desk.

The waiter said cautiously: "No, you and our boss are..."

Sun Shunan didn't look very old, plus she was very small, she looked like a female student.

Sun Shunan didn't know that the waiter had misunderstood the relationship between her and their boss, "Is your boss's surname Sun?"

"Yes, the surname is Sun." The waiter racked his brains to guess who Sun Shunan is. Could it be that their boss has found a new "friend"?
But she looks too young at this age, almost catching up with the daughter who is their boss.

The light in the bar was dim, and Sun Shunan didn't notice the changes in the faces of the waiters, "I have something to ask him, when will he come?"

The waiter looked at his watch, "An hour and a half later."

Sun Shunan decided to wait in the bar.

She picked a corner seat and sat down.

Because it was afternoon, there were not many customers in the bar, so she was very conspicuous sitting there.

From time to time, single men go over to strike up a conversation.

Sun Shunan refused all of them, and her reason was very good: "I am waiting for the owner of the bar."

Many people thought she was having an affair with the boss here, and walked away resentfully.

Sun Shunan sat for a while, and suddenly saw a large group of young people walking outside.

The leading man had half-length hair, a string of studs on his ears, black jeans full of holes, and a hip-hop look all over his body.

Behind the man was a teenager, also dressed in the same way, with tattoos on his arms.

The more Sun Shunan looked at the tattooed boy, the more familiar he looked.

The boy felt her gaze when he passed by her table, and turned his head with a surprised expression: "Sun Shunan? Why are you here?"

Sun Shunan stared blankly at him, "Who are you?" She thought he looked familiar, but she just couldn't remember who he was.

juvenile:"……"

"Who is this girl?" The group of hip-hop youths asked.

The boy smiled disdainfully, "It's been so many years, so you're still so stupid."

Sun Shunan: "Are you talking to me?"

The corners of the boy's eyes twitched, and he managed to hold back his expression, "Nonsense, don't you really know me?"

"I just think you look familiar."

juvenile:"……"

"Sun Yaming, do you really know her?" The man with half-long hair looked at Sun Shunan.

"She is the daughter of my father's ex-wife." The teenager pointed at his head mockingly, "But she had problems here since she was a child, and she was taken away by my grandfather and has been living in the countryside."

Only then did Sun Shunan remember who the other party was.

Sun Yaming, the son of Cao Dan and her father, is her half brother.

"Where's our dad?" Sun Shunan asked Sun Yaming, "When did he change this place into a bar? When grandpa handed over the studio to him, he promised that the studio must continue to operate."

Sun Yaming sneered happily: "That shit didn't make any money at all before. Grandpa is so confused. Now there are no people making small noodles. It's not fun at all."

"But he promised grandpa that he would not change the storefront."

"Thanks to the death of that stubborn old man, otherwise we would not be able to live so comfortably." Sun Yaming blew at Sun Shunan viciously, "I really don't know what he thinks, he has so much money in his hand but he refuses to give it to us , you are also dumbfounded now, you have no backing."

"Don't say that about grandpa!" Sun Shunan stood up and clenched his fists angrily.

"Hehe, do you still want to beat me?" Sun Yaming laughed.

Sun Shunan endured and endured, let go of her fist, she didn't want to wait for her father anymore.

"Leaving?" Sun Yaming watched as Sun Shunan walked towards the door.

Sun Shunan paused, "Where are the trophies here?"

"What trophies?" Sun Yaming was stunned for a moment, "Oh, you are talking about those trophies left by that weird old man before, they were all thrown away, they were worthless, and they were still in the way, so my mother let my father It was all thrown away."

Those trophies are all the honors my grandfather won when he participated in the dough sculpture competition when he was young.

Sun Shunan never expected that his father would lose them.

She turned her head and stared at Sun Yaming fiercely: "Go back and take a good look at Grandpa's will. If you don't change the store back, I will donate it to charity."

Sun Yaming didn't take it seriously: "You are dreaming, this store is now my father's."

"If you don't believe me, let's wait and see. If you don't change it back within three months, you can see who it belongs to." Sun Shunan left the bar without looking back.