C502 Fry Bean Curd

Gu Yunxi and the other long-time patrons of Origin Mall cast forlorn glances at Lo Chuan.

Ziyan was whipping up another culinary delight.

And the kicker? They weren't even allowed a taste.

Lo Chuan remained stoic, utterly unfazed by their looks.

"Your stares don't pack a punch..."

"Boss! Breakfast is served!" Yao Ziyan called out.

"On my way." Lo Chuan responded