Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

The person who came was Gloria, who should have come to talk to him about spring clothes. Mag got up and walked towards the door, smiling and saying, "It's time to introduce you to each other."

Meg opened the door.

"Mr. McGonagall, I'm here to disturb you again." Gloria's sweet voice sounded, and a sweet smile appeared on her delicate and quiet face, with her hands behind her back.

"You haven't been to the restaurant for a while, the store must be very busy recently, right?" Mag smiled.

For this motivated girl, he still has a good impression, and he has a feeling that he has half-grown a strong woman.

"Well, I'm catching up on the last batch of winter clothes recently, and they need to be handed over to customers before the end of winter, so that they can wear them at least once this year." Gloria nodded with a relaxed and playful smile.

"It looks like it's all done," Mag said with a smile.

"Yes, all the work is completed today, and the workers and masters are given annual leave." Gloria smiled and nodded, "So, today I came to discuss with Mr. McGonagall about spring clothes. Before spring comes, we need to prepare in advance. Good first shipment."

"Come in, have a cup of tea, and talk slowly." Mag had expected it, and moved aside to open the door.

Gloria took a step forward, but stopped again, looked up at Mag, blushed slightly, bit her lips lightly, and hesitated to speak.

Mag looked at the girl with a shy expression in front of her, and felt a sudden in her heart, could she...

No no no! Now Irina is still sitting inside, and is about to catch him alone and get the stolen goods. If Gloria does something, it will not end well.

In the dining room, the corners of Irina's mouth were raised, but there was a bit of coldness, and the hand holding the back of the chair beside her was slowly tightened.

Gloria took out the hand behind her back, and handed it to Mag with a blushing face, her eyes moved down, not daring to meet him, and she whispered: "This is my little heart, Thank you for your help during this time."

"It turned out to be a gift." Mag was slightly relieved, but somehow a little disappointed?

"Why be so polite, then I'll accept it." Mag smiled and took the paper bag, the bag was open, and a touch of green was extraordinarily bright. It looked like it should be a scarf.

Mag's eyelids twitched, and he quickly closed the bag, lest Irina would think about it.

"Winter begins to weave,

But my hands are clumsy, and I just finished knitting until today. "Gloria said with some embarrassment.

"It's okay, at least I can tie it once before the end of winter." Mag laughed.

He knows how busy Gloria is, and she can still find time to knit a scarf for him. This kind of heart...he can't bear it.

Gloria also smiled when she heard the words, her heart was warm, she raised her eyes to look at Mag again, her eyes were gentle and moist, Mr. McGonagall is still a gentle person.

"Honey, who is this girl?" Just then, a voice came from the restaurant.

"Husband?" Gloria was taken aback, and looked into the dining room. An elf in a blue dress stood up from his seat, smiling and looking in the direction of the door.

"What a beautiful elf!" Gloria's eyes are slightly bright, and her exquisite and impeccable facial features can only be seen in her own mirror. The outline of her crisp breasts is even more charming, even as a woman, she still feels very amazing.

But... what did she mean by "husband" just now? Husband... Could it be!

Gloria's eyes widened suddenly, and she noticed the elf's beautiful blue eyes, as clear and ethereal as the sky, and little Amy also had such eyes.

She suddenly realized one thing, this elf... should be little Amy's mother, the proprietress who had never appeared in Mamy's restaurant before, nor had she appeared in Mr. McGonagall's mouth.

Gloria felt as if her heart had been hit by something suddenly, she was a little dazed, and even her ears were buzzing.

It's an uncomfortable feeling.

It turns out that Mr. McGonagall's wife is not dead as rumored, she will come, and she is so beautiful.

Then she caught a glimpse of the gift bag in Mag's hand, her face instantly turned red to her ears, her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say.

Giving a scarf that she wove herself in front of his wife, this kind of thing... She actually did it!

"This is Gloria, the owner of Dailan Clothing, my friend, and a very close partner." Mag introduced to Irina, closed the door, and introduced to Gloria by the way: "This This is my wife, Caroline."

"You... hello." Gloria nodded slightly to Irina, and when she heard Mag say 'wife', her heart was touched.

"Your hair is so beautiful. I often hear Mag mentioning you." Irina smiled and looked at Gloria and said. There was no hostility in her eyes, but more appreciation.

Irina did not refuse to admit that Gloria was indeed a very beautiful girl, with exquisite facial features, although she was a little more calm than ordinary girls, she still radiated with a youthful atmosphere.

She had heard Mag tell about Gloria, from an autistic girl to a rising star in the business world in just a few months, she admired her disposition and ability.

"Your appearance is even more amazing." Gloria smiled slightly, her mood was a little complicated, but she had calmed down.

"Sit down and chat slowly," Mag said.

"Look at me..." Gloria said hesitantly.

"I won't bother you guys talking about work. I'm just about to go out." Before Gloria could speak, Irina was already walking towards the door. Smiling slightly, he said, "Talk slowly, and stay for dinner before leaving."

Saying that, Irina glanced at Mag again and said, "Enter others well."

Then, without waiting for the two of them to say anything, they opened the door and went out, acting like a hostess.

Leaving Mag and Gloria standing at the door awkwardly.

"Sit down first. I'll prepare ten sets of spring clothes. You can see if they fit." Mag broke the silence and walked towards the counter.

Gloria looked at Mag's back and clenched her fist, walked to the table with the tea set, glanced at the chair Irina had been sitting on before, and sat down on the chair next to her.

Yes, she came to talk to Mr. McGonagall about the spring clothes. The work was urgent, and Dailan was still waiting for the new batch of spring clothes.

Mag came over with a stack of blueprints and saw Gloria sitting on another chair with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She put away Irina's cup, poured another cup of tea for Gloria, and opened the blueprints. Dao: "The spring season is relatively short, and Dailan's production capacity is limited, so I didn't prepare too many styles."