Chapter 167: Chapter 167: Fragrant Kiss (1)

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But in the Xia Family, Xia Siyu’s mother seemed to be a taboo, nobody was willing to mention her, as if doing so would offend something.

Xia Siyu never brought it up either, but unlike the Xia Family’s deeply ingratiating attitude, her silence appeared more like a form of benevolent protection. However, according to Xia Youbiao’s claim, they had a normal love and marriage, then why later did one travel far to Sicily, and the other desperately tried to conceal her traces in the Xia family, even raising Xia Siyu, her own daughter, as if she were a weed?

But to say that Xia Youbiao didn’t like this younger daughter was also impossible. From time to time, he would call her, inquiring about this daughter’s whereabouts. When Xia Siyu argued with him, and even blocked his calls, he dared not say any unpleasant words.

He was quite attentive to his son-in-law as well. When he decided to marry Xia Siyu, Xia Youbiao even had a solemn heart-to-heart with him, expressing respect for the young couple’s choice and hoping he wouldn’t let her down.

Bo Yan vaguely felt that Xia Siyu’s mother must be the key node in these events, but she was reluctant to talk, and the Xia Family also kept silent, so they were stuck here, in suspense.

In Italy, cafes generally operate from eight in the morning until eight in the evening, in two shifts.

Xia Siyu and Bo Yan covered the afternoon shift, starting at two and finishing at eight. After they arrived, the manager gave them a brief pre-job training, and then they started working non-stop, barely taking any breaks.

This café was on the edge of the town, built against the hills, boasting a beautiful terrace which allowed for a distant view of the sea, presenting a very beautiful scene. Although the café was near the coast, and it was summer, sunset came later than in other places. However, after seven-thirty, the sun gradually sank into the sea, and the sky began to darken.

Chinese tour groups rarely came to Taormina Town, and it was mostly individuals traveling on their own. This café wasn’t famous on social media, so very few young Chinese people came here to check in.

After working several hours, Xia Siyu and Bo Yan finally encountered a Chinese couple.

Just then, Xia Siyu had gone to the restroom, and Bo Yan came out to greet the customers, first in English, “Welcome.”

The woman looked up and immediately screamed, “Bo Bo Bo Yan?”

Bo Yan nodded with a smile, this time greeting them in Mandarin, “Hello, just the two of you?”

The girl’s face flushed, she nodded shyly.

Bo Yan took their order first, and the girl watched him with a fan’s adoration throughout. On inquiry, it turned out the couple had just gotten married and were here on their honeymoon. The girl seemed to be a big fan of Bo Yan, as she recited details about the movies he’d acted in with sparkles in her eyes.

Seeing that other customers were coming, and wanting to monopolize Bo Yan’s attention, the girl immediately made a showy gesture, “How many cakes do you have left? I’ll take them all.”

In foreign coffee shops, desserts are not made again once they sell out for the day.

The man seemed a bit angry, but given the cameras pointed in their direction, he was embarrassed to make it too obvious and could only tug at the girl’s sleeve.

But the girl paid him no attention, her eyes fixated solely on Bo Yan. Bo Yan had to say, “Let me check the quantity, please wait a moment.”

He quickly figured out the remaining stock and reported back to them. Luckily, it was nearly closing time, and there weren’t many cakes left, just seven or eight pieces. The girl spiritedly packed them up and had her husband pay with a card.

After buying the cakes, the girl bashfully asked, “I heard that if you buy out the cakes, you get a kiss, is that right?”