Chapter 306: The degree to which one must sit at the main table at a wedding
The person who stepped on the cake ran away.

Only a pile of difficult-to-deal-with traces remained on the ground.

Kang Seul-gi blinked twice and looked up at Do-hwan with a sympathetic gaze.

For foodies, eating cake is an essential part of their birthday.

And now the cake was on the ground, stepped on.

She squatted down and stared at the poor cake, and asked:
"Do-hwan, don't be sad, we can go buy another one."

Jiang Zhaohuan twitched his lips. Why did he hear a tone of comforting a child from Seulki's mouth?

He is already a 21-year-old adult, how could he be sad because he couldn't eat the cake?

Jiang Zhaohuan looked down at Seulqi who was frowning, and always felt that she was the one who was really sad.

He was even a little worried that she would suddenly reach out and grab a mouthful of the uncontaminated cream.

In order to prevent this from happening, Jiang Zhaohuan turned around and went into the house to get the cleaning tools, cleaned the cake, and then mopped it back and forth several times with a rag.

Jiang Seqi sniffed hard, and she felt the whole corridor was filled with the scent of cream.

Phew~ That’s great! It can satisfy your cravings by smelling it, and it won’t make you fat!
Sun Chengwan noticed his friend's worthless little expression and held his forehead helplessly.

She increasingly felt that Se-ki's future partner would be either a chef or a pastry chef, in short, someone who would definitely be related to food.

Kang Do-hwan did not ask everyone to prepare a new birthday cake for him.

He smiled and invited them to his home and ordered some food that everyone liked.

For example, there is the jam fried chicken that Bae Joo-hyun doesn’t like, and there is also the spicy chicken stew that Bae Joo-hyun doesn’t like.

Well, it seems that she is excluded from this “everyone”.

It’s not that Jiang Zhaohuan ordered like this on purpose, but they all claimed that they couldn’t eat at this time during the weight loss period, so Zhaohuan ate these two things alone.

Including a bowl of delicious-looking kelp soup, which was prepared by Bae Joo-hyun herself.

Jin Yilin took out the fruit cucumber she brought from the dormitory and chewed it while asking curiously:

"Do Hwan Oppa, it's a little late to say happy birthday to you now."

"There's still an hour left. It's not too late."

Jiang Zhaohuan scooped up a spoonful of kelp soup and didn't rush to taste it.
"And didn't you already send your blessing on Kakao?"

Jin Yilin directly raised the cucumber in her hand and put it to her face, smiling brightly with a little bit of arrogance:
"Hehe, I chose the right time to wish you the best, 07:31~ It's not hard for me at all~"

How could the smart Jiang Zhaohuan not know this expression of seeking praise?
He always felt that Kim Ye-rin, who was two years younger than him, would become more childish whenever she was in front of him.

Jiang Zhaohuan, who was not stingy with his praise, responded with a smile before drinking the soup:
"Yes, Yeri is the best, thank you for your blessing."

As he scooped the kelp and beef soup into his mouth, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

What does this bowl of kelp soup feel like?

It's the feeling of overdoing it.

Jiang Zhaohuan felt as if a god in charge of sesame oil and salt appeared in his mouth and was slapping his taste buds hard.

He, who has always been well-mannered and never swears, couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Holy shit, is this a bottle of sesame oil and salt? !

Jiang Chaohuan has always trusted Bae Zhuxuan's cooking skills, but this time it was really difficult for him to finish the bowl of soup.

He tried hard to keep his facial expression under control, and with a smile he picked up the small bowl of white rice beside him and poured it directly into the kelp soup.

There is a kind of overbearing feeling as if he doesn't want anyone else to touch this bowl of kelp soup.

If someone else tastes it, it will definitely be exposed as unpalatable.

Jiang Zhaohuan comforted himself that it would be much better if it was added to rice, but he gritted his teeth and ate two bites, then drank up the lemonade next to it.

It's really too salty, and the sesame oil smell is too strong and a bit nauseating.

Park Soo-young has lost two kilograms recently, but she couldn't help but take a piece of jam fried chicken.

After seeing Do Hwan take two big mouthfuls of kelp soup, he smiled and teased:

"Oh my god, is the kelp soup made by Onii-chan so delicious?"

Jiang Zhaohuan paused after putting down the wooden spoon, then smiled and praised:
“…Yes, it’s delicious, just like what my dad cooks, and it feels like home.” The first half of the sentence was definitely a lie, but the second half was true.

When he was ten years old, Lao Song did cook two dishes himself, one was longevity noodles representing China, and the other was kelp soup representing the peninsula.

As a result, both of these things tasted terrible.

But since this was Lao Song’s first time cooking, Zhao Huan ate it all.

Jiang Zhaohuan still remembers himself that day, drinking water like crazy as if he had just returned from the desert.

So the second half of the sentence is the truth, it’s as unpalatable as what Lao Song cooked.

Bae Joo-hyun didn't taste it this time. Due to time constraints, she didn't even realize that she was performing poorly.

She took out the gift she had prepared, handed it to Do Hwan and asked:
"Let's open it after we leave. Are you tired from filming recently?"

Bae Joo-hyun had noticed the tiredness on Do-hwan's face a long time ago. Not long after sitting down, he yawned several times.

She really wanted him to rest, but she secretly wanted to stay with him a little longer.

Jiang Zhaohuan took the gift with both hands and placed it beside him. He smiled and shook his head to indicate that he was not tired.

"The film has been completed. I plan to rest at home for the next few days."

I originally wanted to find time to go back to London, but the round-trip flight takes too much time.

If you don’t get enough rest by then, it will be more trouble than gain.

So after considering the pros and cons, Kang Do-hwan decided to pass the option of going home.

Sun Seung-wan also took out the gift bag and handed it to Do-hwan.

She also did not forget to explain to the other three people who did not "give gifts".

"The four of us jointly bought the gift, hehe~"

In order to highlight Ouni's gift, they specially purchased it together.

Humph, if they can get married in the future, they must sit at the head table at the wedding banquet.

This custom was searched out by Kim Ye-rin. After knowing that Do Hwan was of Chinese and Korean "mixed blood", she looked up a lot of content related to China.

Park Soo-young was also deeply attracted by cheongsam and said that she would definitely take a set of cheongsam photos if she had the chance.

Jiang Shiqi looked left and right, then she picked up the can of beer in her hand and drank it all in one gulp.

When she was sure it was time, she immediately gave her signature silly smile.

"Hmm~ Why do I feel a little sleepy?"

Sun Seung-wan, who received the signal, also shook the bottle of soju in her hand and burped.

Her cheeks quickly turned red, and I didn't know if it was due to shyness or the alcohol.

She put one hand on Seulgi's shoulder, imitating the appearance of a drunkard, and said generously:

"Why are you sleeping? Get up and keep drinking!"

Kang Cho-hwan, who was still very sober after drinking half a can of beer, blinked in confusion.

He glanced at the table. How could Seqi be drunk after only drinking one can of beer?
Park Xiurong quickly stood up and said in an exaggerated tone:

“Oh mo oh mo, you can’t sleep here! Yeri, let’s send Unnie back quickly!”

"Oh my god, we still have to rely on our maknae's Line."

Jin Yilin sighed, covered Sun Chengwan's mouth with one hand, and supported her with the other hand and rushed out the door quickly.

"Irene, I'll leave this place to you. We'll be back soon!"

Hehe, I’ll never come back!
boom!
The door is closed.

The four of them quickly disappeared here.

The four people outside the door smiled and bumped their fists.

Kim Ye-lin raised her eyebrows, glanced at the door behind her, and rubbed her hands happily.

Now I’m sure I’ll have a seat at the main table at the wedding!

(End of this chapter)