Bound to the Multiverse Restaurant, I'm now the darling of my staff.

Early in the morning, Wen Nuan came downstairs yawning.

The three employees were already seated in the restaurant, sitting around a table.

"Good morning everyone."

Ludwig looked up at her and smiled. "Good morning, Nuannuan. What would you like to eat this morning?"

"Hmm..." Wen Nuan tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Just some soup dumplings and fried dough sticks would be fine, and a cup of soy milk, perfect!"

"Then I'll go prepare it. Nuannuan, sit for a while."

Having gotten used to preparing food for Wen Nuan every day, and seeing her eating with a satisfied look on her face, Ludwig would also feel a strange sense of accomplishment.

Last night, Wen Nuan found two unused food lottery tickets in the system panel. Soy milk and fried dough sticks were the new dishes she won last night.

Soy milk and fried dough sticks—there's no better combination. If it hadn't been so late yesterday, she would have tried it long ago.

Watching Ludwig go into the kitchen, Wen Nuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Ludwig is wonderful, he's the epitome of a husband, a role model for men!"

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the side. Wen Nuan turned her head, squinted at the person, and said irritably.

"Did you eat too much this morning?"

Chu Ze opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, he just hummed and muttered under his breath.

"He's all smiles and pleasantries with him, but when he gets to me, he's all sarcastic and sarcastic..."

His lowered eyes showed little emotion, but carried a hint of hidden grievance.

With Wen Nuan's cultivation level, she shouldn't be unable to hear such a sound. Wen Nuan, who was drinking water, was too lazy to pay attention to him and just said something casually.

"Then why don't you look for the reasons within yourself?"

She acts like a child all day long, with mood swings even more than a pregnant woman, and a worse temper than anyone else.

Compared to the steady and gentle Ludwig, he was really too naive.

Warmth thought this to herself, but didn't say it aloud, afraid that someone would get angry again.

"you……"

Sure enough, upon hearing what she said, Chu Ze looked up, ready to protest.

"What's wrong with me?" Wen Nuan looked at him confidently, playfully stuck out her tongue, and laughed at him, "You little brat!"

The girl's bright smile made Chu Ze's heartstrings tremble. Chu Ze's gaze fell on her pretty face, and a heat rushed to his forehead. He stood up abruptly and walked towards the restroom.

"Hey, you rascal, where are you going? Aren't you going to eat breakfast?"

Chu Ze paused, but did not answer her.

Wen Nuan pouted and muttered, "You're angry already? You're not really that petty, are you?"

"Hmph! Fine, I'm angry too!"

Xuanxiao, who had been sitting on the other side with his eyes closed, opened them and looked at his little disciple who was sulking on the table.

She glanced again in the direction someone had left, a thoughtful look flashing in her cool eyes.

However, he didn't say anything, and just closed his eyes again.

It wasn't until breakfast time.

Ludwig looked at the two people opposite him. They were sitting at the same table, but they insisted on turning their backs to each other.

Not only that, but both of them looked very angry.

"Did you two fight again?"

The question was asked in this way, but the tone was very confident.

"Hmph! Who wants to argue with him/her!"

After answering in unison, the two turned their heads and glared at each other, then turned their faces away from each other.

Ludwig shook his head and chuckled slightly, then poured a cup of soy milk and placed it in front of Wen Nuan. "Drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Warmly, she picked up her cup, smiled sweetly at him, and drank it down in one sip after another.

Looking at her satisfied expression, Ludwig couldn't help but smile, his eyes full of doting affection.

Watching the interaction between the two, Chu Ze couldn't help but mutter to himself: This guy is really too cunning!

Then he felt a little annoyed.

I mean to talk nicely, but why do I always end up arguing with myself every time I open my mouth?

Chu Ze couldn't help but sigh, his eyes filled with frustration.

"Hey... are you still angry?"

The girl's sudden voice made Chu Ze stiffen, and then he saw something being placed in his bowl.

"Here, the crispiest fried dough stick is for you, don't be angry, Your Majesty?"

Seeing him sitting there all alone looked so pitiful, and Wen Nuan couldn't help but start to reflect on herself again. Had she gone too far with her words just now?

Chu Ze is, after all, the ruler of a country. She should at least give him some face, right?

Chu Ze turned his head and saw Wen Nuan giving him a flattering smile.

The moment their eyes met, his heart felt as if it had been struck by lightning, and his heartbeat became unusually rapid.

He had to slow his breathing, afraid that the girl would hear his heartbeat.

"Huh? Chu Ze, what are you spacing out for?"

Wen Nuan looked at him strangely and waved her hand in front of him.

Suddenly snapping back to his senses, Chu Ze turned his head in a flustered manner and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not angry."

"Do you still want this fried dough stick? If not, I'll eat it!"

He made a move to take it away, but the bowl was moved away before he could even turn his head. He said anxiously.

"Who said I don't eat anymore?"

With her head down, she took one bite after another.

Wen Nuan caught a glimpse of someone's bright red ear tips and covered her mouth with a smile.

It was just a joke, and you're actually feeling embarrassed?

Then he happily started eating it himself.

Ludwig, who had witnessed the whole thing, remained silent for a moment, looking at the identical "clear" look in the eyes of the two men.

I don't know whether I should be glad that someone is slow to understand or annoyed that someone is clueless.

When will Nuan Nuan finally realize... Never mind, he's still young, he has plenty of time.

After breakfast, the four of them continued to sit in the restaurant and wait.

Because we had agreed with Zhao Feng that we would bring people from other bases to the restaurant to exchange for supplies today, the restaurant was not open for business.

After waiting for about an hour, I finally heard some noise outside.

"Boss Wen, I've arrived with my men!"

Wen Nuan, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, opened them and called out, "Coming!"

Then he quickly got up, saying, "Let's go, the God of Wealth has finally arrived."

He charged ahead, followed by the others.

At the restaurant entrance, Zhao Feng stood at the front, followed by about ten people.

With a warm smile on her face, she began to say as she stepped out, "Welcome to our store."

Zhao Feng came forward and said, "Mr. Wen, let me introduce you."

Then he stepped aside, revealing the person standing behind him, "This is the head of the official base, and also my former boss..."

Wen Nuan stared blankly at the person who had arrived. The familiar face made her feel a little dazed, and her face still showed disbelief.

The man was dressed in a green military uniform, but his figure was not as robust as she remembered; instead, he appeared quite thin.

His cheeks were sunken, his eye sockets were deep, and his cheekbones were high, making him look malnourished.

Most importantly, Wen Nuan could clearly see the other person's arm on one side, the empty sleeve...

Chu Ze and Ludwig, who followed behind, looked at the man with the same surprise as Wen Nuan.

The two exchanged a glance, neither saying anything, and simply stood behind Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan hesitated before stepping forward, "Commander Zhou? This is..."

What's going on? Why is Zhou Chong here? And why is he like this?

The person opposite seemed surprised. "Young lady, do you know me?"