Big Shot Little Jiaojiao Breaks Her Persona Again

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Lu Xian stared at Quan Jue in a trance.

Especially when she saw the wound on his face, she had a very distressed feeling.

This distressed feeling seemed to emanate from the bottom of her heart subconsciously, and was completely out of her control.

why is that?

It was obviously the first time she saw this young man.

Quan Jue looked at Lu Xian indifferently and walked to the counter.

Thin lips parted lightly, spit out a word.

"Have a cup of hot coffee." Quan Jue said lightly.

Lu Xian suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly said to Quan Jue, "Wait a minute."

Then she turned to work.

The coffee in this convenience store is instant, and you only need to rinse the instant coffee powder with hot water.

Quan Jue watched Lu Xian busy making coffee for him, his eyes were deep like an endless vortex.

He can now be completely sure that the woman in front of him is his mother.

What an irony.

She didn't seem to know him at all.

After Lu Xian made the coffee, she sealed the lid of the paper cup, turned around and put it on the counter, and said to Quan Jue, "Guest, the coffee is a little hot, you have to be careful not to get burned."

Quan Jue nodded lightly, put the money for coffee on the counter, picked up the coffee on the counter, turned around and walked to the rest area by the window.

As a result, he had just taken two steps when Lu Xian's voice sounded from behind him again.

"That, guest, please wait a moment."

Quan Jue's footsteps were abrupt, and she turned to look at Lu Xian.

"Can I ask, what's the matter with the injury on your face? Yes, has someone bullied you?" Lu Xian frowned and looked at Quan Jue.

She doesn't know why she asks that, it's completely meaningless.

She looked at the young man in front of her, at most eighteen or nineteen years old, and thought that some students would suffer from school violence now.

Lu Xian felt a little sad when she thought that this teenager might have suffered such a terrible thing as school violence.

Lu Xian felt that she was inexplicable, but she just couldn't control it.

"Do you and I know each other?" Quan Jue asked indifferently.

Lu Xian's face turned red, she shook her head and said, "No, I don't know."

"Then don't mind your own business." After Quan Jue finished speaking, he turned his head away.

He quickened his pace to the lounge area and sat down on the high stool.

Lu Xian looked at Quan Jue, her face blushed like a tomato.

She also knew that her question just now seemed to be nosy, so she felt embarrassed.

Just at this time, the wind bell rang again.

"Xiaoxian." A warm male voice sounded.

Quan Jue just put the coffee cup to his thin lips, and before he took a sip, he put the coffee cup on the table, and then looked sideways at the door.

I saw a man in his thirties walking into the convenience store with a smile.

His appearance is very gentle, his temperament is also very gentle, and his body is thin.

It was the man Qu Quan Jue had seen in the photo.

"Husband." Lu Xian's eyes lit up when he saw the man.

"It's almost time for you to get off work." Ye Yichen walked to the counter and put his gentle gaze on Lu Xian, "I made lunch at home and cooked your favorite pig's trotter soup."

It was almost time for lunch.

Lu Xian took the morning shift, and at noon someone would pick her up.

"It's snowing outside, maybe the person who takes over will come later." Lu Xian said.

"Okay then, take the medicine first." Ye Yichen put the convenience bag in his hand on the counter, "I just watched the snow fall and was worried that you wouldn't be able to get off work normally, so I brought the medicine here. "