84: Group Chat

Looking at the location and photos Yue Yifei shared, Yu Zhenzhong was first delighted, then gritted his teeth in frustration.

He had promised they would eat together, but after so many years of brotherhood, it still couldn't compare to the allure of the Little Boss's delicious food.

Understandable, but unforgivable!

He sent a scornful emoji and then hastily hailed a taxi to the Nameless Lake.

Only after he had been on his way for some time did he remember that he still needed to notify the group.

“My sin, my sin, I almost became a faithless person.”

He quickly opened the pinned “Little Boss Food Sharing Group.”

By then, night was falling, and at this hour, the group was no longer as lively as during the day.

But new messages still flickered occasionally.

Most of them were chatting idly, but some were posting street views of nearby snack streets.

Clearly, some people hadn't given up, still wandering outside so late, hoping for a chance encounter with the Little Boss.

But in the end, it was often a disappointment.

Today was already Tuesday, and many people were starting to panic.

Yu Zhenzhong looked at the group chat, filled with complaints and laments, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

Everyone was guessing where the Little Boss was setting up his stall, while he already knew and was on his way.

This feeling of being ahead of everyone else was truly wonderful.

Yu Zhenzhong thought, feeling lightheaded.

He estimated the remaining journey, ensuring that no group member would arrive before him, and then gently clicked 'forward'.

The next moment, a set of photos, including both wide and close-up shots, was sent to the group.

Almost simultaneously, the phones of everyone who had joined this group vibrated slightly... Xie Yunpeng had gone to bed early because he had an important meeting tomorrow.

But when he heard the group chat notification, he immediately sat up reflexively, reaching out to grab his phone from the bedside table.

As a result, his movements were too big, accidentally waking up his sleeping baby.

This is bad.

Xie Yunpeng's Adam's apple bobbed.

Sure enough, hearing the baby cry, Li Yun opened her eyes in a daze, then her gaze slowly focused.

When she saw Xie Yunpeng's hand reaching for his phone, and the phone was still beeping incessantly, her eyebrows immediately furrowed in anger.

“Old Xie, you’re truly possessed! You’re still staring at that broken group of yours late at night! You don’t sleep, but Little Treasure needs to sleep!”

Li Yun, full of morning grumpiness, glared fiercely at Xie Yunpeng, then, while coaxing the baby, snatched the phone and tucked it under her pillow.

Xie Yunpeng moved his mouth, saying weakly:

“My... phone...”

But his wife was still in a rage, and at this critical moment, he dared not provoke her.

He could only suppress his curiosity and help coax the child.

After more than ten minutes, the baby finally cried himself to sleep again.

Li Yun was also exhausted and immediately buried her head in her pillow to sleep.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Xie Yunpeng looked at the ceiling in a daze, then closed his eyes.

In the darkness, he vaguely heard a “ding, ding, ding” sound.

One after another, it sounded just like the New Year's greetings text messages sent in groups during the festive season.

It made him completely sleepless, and his heart was itching terribly.

What's happening?

Why is the group still so lively at this hour?

Did someone tell a funny joke?

Or did another celebrity trend on social media?

Xie Yunpeng wondered.

Then, a thought popped into his head.

Could it be that the Little Boss's stall has been found?

As soon as this idea appeared, Xie Yunpeng couldn't help but open his eyes.

He couldn't sleep anymore.

At this moment, all he wanted was to get his phone back to see if the Little Boss's stall had really been found.

He gently turned his head to look at the pillow his wife was using.

The phone was under the pillow.

Gently reaching in to take it out, if his movements were light enough, he shouldn't wake his wife, right?

But if he failed, he would surely suffer a terrible fate, wouldn't he?

Gulp—

Because he was too nervous, he couldn't help but swallow.

In the darkness, his hand slowly reached out.

It was as cautious as secretly touching a first love's hand during student days.

Only the feelings of the two were completely different.

His fingertips touched the pillow.

Slower.

Even slower.

Good, maintain this rhythm.

His index and middle fingers slowly exerted force to pry open the gap between the pillow and the bamboo mat, and the remaining fingers followed suit.

The cool touch of the bamboo mat invigorated him, making his attention even more focused.

Then, his entire palm continuously shifted, inching forward.

Almost there, almost there.

Suddenly, his fingertips felt the touch of a hard object.

His heart instantly skipped a beat.

He opened his eyes and saw that his wife hadn't woken up, only then realizing that he had already touched the phone.

Xie Yunpeng held his breath, his heart soaring with joy.

He tried to pinch one corner of the phone with three fingers and pull it back, but found it wouldn't budge.

He looked up and saw that his wife's head was right on top of the phone.

If he pulled it out forcefully, it would definitely wake her up.

What to do?

Xie Yunpeng was anxious.

Suddenly, the corner of his eye caught sight of the sleeping baby, and a wicked thought immediately surfaced in his mind.

Sorry, Little Treasure.

He gently shook his other hand.

The baby woke up, wrinkled his little mouth, and started crying again.

Hearing the sound, Li Yun groggily got up, frowned at the feigning sleep Xie Yunpeng, then helplessly began to coax the child again.

At this moment, Xie Yunpeng also opened his eyes, looked at Little Treasure, and said:

“He might be hungry, I’ll go make some formula.”

Li Yun didn't suspect anything and nodded.

Xie Yunpeng grinned and quickly left the bedroom.

Then, he turned his hand behind his back, revealing the phone.

He happily opened the group chat, quickly scrolled up, and started reading from the unread messages.

A few seconds later, he clicked on a picture, his expression immediately changed, and he couldn't help but excitedly shout:

“Little Boss!”

“What Little Boss?”

Li Yun, who had walked out holding the baby, first asked in confusion.

When she saw the phone in Xie Yunpeng's hand, her expression immediately became serious.

“Didn’t I hide the phone? How is it in your hand...”

As she spoke, she glanced at the baby in her arms, vaguely understanding what had happened, and immediately anger surged.

Bending down, she took off a slipper from her foot and stepped forward, unleashing a barrage of slaps.

Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap—

“Ow, ow, ow—Wife, listen to me explain!”

Li Yun was in no mood to listen; she wanted to hit him first and vent her anger.

A few minutes later, she sat on the sofa holding the baby, looking at Xie Yunpeng kneeling on the keyboard, and said coldly:

“You have three minutes to explain. If I’m not satisfied, you’ll sleep in the hallway tonight.”

Xie Yunpeng made a bitter face and could only use his golden salesman's eloquent tongue to describe the Little Boss as a contemporary God of Cookery descended from heaven.

From lemon tea, ice cream, to mung bean paste and double-skin milk, all were rare and delicious delicacies in the world.

Perhaps he was too persuasive, or perhaps she really hadn't eaten enough that night, Li Yun's stomach couldn't help but let out a “rumble.”

Hearing this sound, both of them were startled.

Li Yun's angry expression immediately broke.

And Xie Yunpeng's eyes lit up.