Chapter Twenty-Five: Encountering the Demon King Shen Again

As the name suggests, the "Fish Feast" uses fish as the main ingredient, prepared through frying, boiling, steaming, and deep-frying, paired with other seasonal side dishes to create a sumptuous feast.

Moreover, the fish used here are all raised in the restaurant's own small pond, ensuring cleanliness, hygiene, and delicious flavor.

The "Treasure Rice" may sound like just a bowl of rice, but it's anything but simple. Not only is the rice carefully selected, but it also contains over ten kinds of ingredients, which is quite remarkable. Combining these ingredients, ensuring they don't overpower each other's flavors, and guaranteeing a dish that is visually appealing, fragrant, and delicious, truly tests a chef's skill.

Xu Qing couldn't stop eating. She finally understood why her daughter had been having a poor appetite recently; after eating such delicious food, even her own cooking would have an effect.

Sheng Jiaoyang also ate with great satisfaction; she finally experienced a healing effect on her taste buds.

"Are you full? Would you like something else?" Sheng Jiaoyang asked Xu Qing.

"No, no, I'm already full. Jiaojiao, what about you?" Xu Qing quickly replied.

"I'm full. I need to go to the restroom, do you want to come?" Sheng Jiaoyang stood up.

"Me too."

The restroom in the restaurant was separate, in a one-story room behind the small attic. It used to be an outhouse, but was later converted into a restroom.

As soon as they entered the restroom, Sheng Jiaoyang's expression changed slightly. She grabbed Xu Qing and whispered, "Did you bring that?"

That? Xu Qing was stunned for a moment, then realized.

"No, I'll go buy you some."

"No, there aren't any convenience stores around here. Go find Jiao Enhui, the granddaughter of the restaurant owner, to borrow one."

"Okay, okay." Xu Qing hurriedly went out.

After she left, Sheng Jiaoyang suddenly wondered if Xu Qing could find her.

The Jiao Family Restaurant was laid out like a garden, with many twists and turns. It was Xu Qing's first time there, and she could easily get lost. Sure

enough, Xu Qing didn't appear for quite a while. Sheng Jiaoyang sighed, rubbing her forehead. Thankfully, that thing hadn't arrived yet, though the feeling was strong; it should be here soon. Left

with no other choice, Sheng Jiaoyang had to take matters into her own hands.

She hurried outside, accidentally bumping into someone.

"I'm sorry..." The rest of the words caught in her throat.

Looking at the man before her, his brow furrowed and his expression cold, Sheng Jiaoyang felt completely uneasy.

What was Shen Zhining doing here?

Wasn't his base in Germany? It had been half a month since the last time, why hadn't he left?

"It's you?" Shen Zhining narrowed his eyes.

"It's me." Sheng Jiaoyang raised her chin, forcing herself to be tough in front of the Demon King. She hadn't done anything wrong; she couldn't act like a cat seeing a mouse the moment she saw Shen Zhining.

Wait...

something seemed off?

"What are you doing here?" Shen Zhining stared at her coldly.

"Why can't I be here? Who says I can't come?" Sheng Jiaoyang raised an eyebrow.

Shen Zhining's lips curled into a smile, his expression becoming even more sinister.

"Were you the one playing the piano in the attic earlier?" he suddenly asked.

He had only caught a glimpse of her profile when he passed by.

Sheng Jiaoyang was startled, but still replied, "It was me."

Shen Zhining suddenly chuckled and slowly said, "Very good..."

"Thank you for the compliment, I have to go now." Sensing something was wrong, Sheng Jiaoyang immediately fled.

The bathroom was silent.

The man in the mirror had a cold, menacing look in his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura.

Sheng Jiaoyang, having escaped the bathroom, didn't even bother to borrow sanitary napkins from Jiao Enhui. She just wanted to find Xu Qing quickly and leave as soon as possible. Shen Zhining's crazy antics had resurfaced; she'd better avoid him.

There was no need to go to Jiao Enhui's place. If Xu Qing had gone there, she would have already returned, probably wandering off to some corner in the back garden.

Actually, Jiao Enhui's garden wasn't particularly large, just had too many corners.

Sheng Jiaoyang saw Xu Qing after turning two corners.

A middle-aged man in a sharp suit stood in front of Xu Qing, saying something while Xu Qing wiped away tears.

Who was this man?

Sheng Jiaoyang was extremely annoyed. She couldn't bear to see Xu Qing cry, so what was this man babbling about?

She strode over aggressively.

Xu Qing was facing Sheng Jiaoyang, and she saw him as soon as he approached. Her expression changed drastically.

The middle-aged man noticed Xu Qing's expression, turned around, and his face also changed when he saw Sheng Jiaoyang approaching.

"You have a child? Didn't you say you didn't remarry after our divorce? You dared to lie to me! Yinyin was right, you approached me with ulterior motives, and I even felt guilty towards you. Stay away from our house from now on. I was blind to have fallen for a woman like you!" The man's face was filled with the anger of being deceived, directed directly at Xu Qing.

There's no doubt how he knew the two were mother and daughter; just look at their eyebrows, their facial features, they're so alike.

"Slap!" Xu Qing was stunned after hitting him.

"You dare hit me?!" The man was even angrier, raising his hand to slap back, but before he could land a blow, he was shoved to the ground by a strong force.

Sheng Jiaoyang stood in front of Xu Qing, looking down at the stunned man.

"I hate men like you who hit women the most, you're not a real man at all!" Without thinking, she blurted out the self-reference that pretty girls like to use.

"Jiaojiao..." Xu Qing tugged at Sheng Jiaoyang's sleeve.

"I haven't even said anything to you yet," Sheng Jiaoyang glanced at her, "What are you babbling about with a man like this?"

Xu Qing was stunned.

"Let's go, let's go home!" Sheng Jiaoyang pulled Xu Qing towards the lobby.

"Stop! You all stop right there!" A middle-aged man's angry voice came from behind.

Xu Qing secretly glanced back and saw that the man seemed to have twisted his ankle, hopping on one leg behind her.

Looking back at her daughter's tall figure, she felt particularly at ease.

The unfortunate man, slapped across the face, pushed to the ground with scraped skin and a sprained ankle, watched the mother and daughter walk further and further away. He was practically burning with rage. No one had ever dared to humiliate him like this in all these years, especially a woman!

He wanted to chase after them, but his right foot hurt terribly with every step, and he reluctantly shook his head. As he turned to call for help, his gaze inadvertently fell on someone standing not far away.

"Mr. Shen?" Had he seen everything?

"Mr. Pan, do you need help calling someone?" Shen Zhining asked with a half-smile.

"No, no need. I can do it myself, I can do it myself." At that moment, Pan Zihui desperately wished he could turn back time.

Shen Zhining turned to leave, but after a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

"What's your relationship with those two?" he asked, turning back.

Pan Zihui was stunned, his face slightly embarrassed: "One is my ex-wife, and the other is her daughter."

Shen Zhining nodded, and before leaving, he said meaningfully, "Mr. Pan, hitting a woman is indeed not very manly."

Pan Zihui's expression froze.

Damn it, I've embarrassed myself in front of the clients.