Chapter1830 Open a gourmet store
Open a gourmet store
For a moment, Dolly was baffled, a food store? She wanted to open it, right? She was the one who
wanted to pester her to do it!
This girl, she really dares to say anything in order to achieve her goal, ah.
"I don't care! Dolly, you've promised me before that you'll open a food store with me." Leyla suddenly
sat down on the floor and shouted with a pout.
Really owe her in a previous life, so much so that in this life to be tortured by her, Dolly patted his palm,
turned around and left directly.
Finally, all the people were clear about the purpose of Leyla's arrival, and they relaxed their guard, and
no longer had any defense against her, because they all knew in their hearts that in fact Leyla, like
Dolly, had lost her previous memories.
This is also good, it is better than the old Leyla daily thinking about framing Dolly.
Brayden lifted his head and looked up at the sky above, a glimmer of relief in his eyes.
"What are you doing?" Leyla asked loudly as she slapped him hard on the shoulder.
"Nothing." Brayden replied tersely.
"That, you and that Vincent, do you know each other well?" Suddenly, the person in front of him
continued to ask.
Brayden looked away from her and realized her cheeks had turned red.
Is she shy? No way? She likes that Vincent, Brayden wondered as he sized up the person in front of
him.
"Leyla, what's the matter with you? You like that Vincent?" Brayden asked hastily as he stared at her
carefully.
What is it? What's all the fuss about? Is it necessary to be so surprised? He can like Dolly, but he can't
like Vincent? What's the point of that?
"No, how do you ...... Oh, that, no, you like that Vincent, right? Like to go after ah." Brayden
immediately replied.
What a surprise, after the memory loss Leyla fell in love with Vincent, and I wonder if this is a wonderful
fate or not? Anyway, as long as it's not a bad fate, it's good.
"What do you want to do? Say it!" Brayden murmured as he patted her on the back.
"That, I want to ask him out to dinner." Leyla lowered her head and said shyly.
What is this, she suddenly became so shy, which is to make yourself a little awkward.
"Hey, can you be normal? I think this is the first time I've seen you shy in a long time." Brayden said
deliberately.
"Oh no, I'm thin-skinned!" Leyla said as if pouting.
But pull back, she is thin-skinned? In the past, when he was not married to Dolly, he did not know who
came to his company every day and pestered him to death.
Brayden skimmed her, a playful look in his eyes.
However, in fact, this is good, at least even if the person in front of you regains her memory, by then the
rice is cooked, she will not pester herself again.
"Brayden, what bad idea are you thinking again?" Leyla asked hurriedly as she pinched his arm hard.
"No, what bad idea can I have? All right, hurry up and get busy!" With that, Brayden simply left.
Regarding the gourmet store, Dolly and Leyla discussed and decided to open a small gourmet store,
because Dolly usually has to help Mrs. Knight with the flowers.
"Gee, why do you guys care about these flowers? You might as well cook a few more dishes and earn
more money to spend." Leyla muttered softly as she went about her business.
This girl, obviously a rich second generation, usually not short of money, why now every day thinking
about how to make money na!
Dolly shook her head and sighed. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
"Dolly, don't you laugh at me." Suddenly, Leyla shifted her painting style and suddenly said.
Joke? About what? About her making money on her own?
"What are you talking about, how can I laugh at you?"
"That, actually I just want to prove to my dad that even though I have amnesia, even though I do have
poor health, I can still be independent and earn my own money to support myself."
Leyla said it so seriously and with such seriousness.
In an instant, Dolly understood it all, and her promise to Leyla was gradually being fulfilled.
"Yo, you two are really opening a food store?" Anastasia asked while walking over with a gossipy
expression.
"Feel free to eat, feel free to take, give you a 50% discount, feel free to eat!" Leyla pointed to the
gourmet food made by Dolly next to her and hurriedly said.
A 50% discount? That's too stingy, right? We are good friends, how can we talk about money?
"What talk about money ah? How hurtful it is to talk about money." Skyler said deliberately, eating the
food next to him with a very satisfied look.
"Hey hey hey, I'm telling you, remember how much you ate tonight, 50% off! Not free! This is at least
Dolly's hard work, you have to give some of it." Leyla said embarrassed.
All of a sudden, people around us laughed.
The news of Dolly's gourmet restaurant opening has almost spread through the streets, and that
Vincent, naturally, should come over and politely congratulate her.
"Hey, he's here." Leyla said excitedly as she tugged tightly at Dolly's coat.
What is it? Dolly raised her head and looked at the person walking slowly not far away with a very
indifferent expression.
That's right, it's Vincent.
It's just an ordinary man, as far as it goes, there are more handsome men in this world than Vincent,
such as Brayden, this Leyla how to see that stinky man?
Dolly shook her head without making a single reaction.
"Dolly, congratulations." With that, Vincent walked straight towards her, placing the flowers in his hand
on a side table in the process.
Leyla squatted down and sniffed, well, it smelled really good.
"This flower smells so good." She said with a smile as she stared at Vincent in front of her.
Vincent just smiled, did not pay attention to her, continued to look at Dolly and asked, "That, are you
tired? Or else rest for a while ......"
"Dolly's not tired, she's busy and doesn't have time to talk to you, why don't we both talk?" Leyla said
bluntly.
The few people next to her were surprised to hear such a statement from her.
Would it be a little too obvious to be so bright? Skyler took off his sunglasses and took a closer look at
everything in front of him.
"Hey, do you like him?" Skyler slowly walked over, patted Leyla's shoulder and asked gossipingly.