Chapter 948: Cake Business

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The children swarmed around Su Li, their laughter echoing in the garden, while the parents gravitated toward Gu Zi.

Most of the attendees were mothers—genteel women who found camaraderie in these gatherings.

Earlier, Huang Fei’s snide remarks had lowered their expectations of Gu Zi’s homemade cake. But as soon as they saw it, their skepticism gave way to awe.

“Who would’ve thought someone as young as you could do it all?” one of the women marveled, her eyes fixed on the elegant cake. “The design alone is stunning. I wonder how it tastes.”

Gu Zi, ever gracious, smiled and gestured toward the housekeeper. “Please bring out the sample cakes.”

Moments later, two small cakes were placed on a tray and carried out for everyone to see.

Each cake was crafted into a heart shape, with one half coated in smooth, white cream and the other glazed with glossy blueberry jam. The rich, buttery aroma mingled with the tart sweetness of the jam, filling the air.

“These are made from leftover batter,” Gu Zi explained modestly. “I thought it’d be nice for everyone to have a taste before the main event. Once we finish singing happy birthday to my son, you can enjoy the big cake. For now, let’s give these a try.”

As the housekeeper handed out small spoons, one of the mothers beamed. “Su Li’s mom, this is the most delightful gathering I’ve attended. Thank you for going through so much trouble—it’s truly appreciated.”

The other women chimed in with their gratitude.

Hosting a child’s birthday party was one thing, but Gu Zi had elevated the event into a refined affair. From the intricate cake to the thoughtful décor, it was clear she’d invested her heart into the celebration.

When the sampling began, the reactions were immediate and unanimous. Despite their measured etiquette, each mother took a tiny bite, savoring the balance of flavors.

“Oh my goodness,” one finally exclaimed, breaking the reverent silence. “This is divine! Perfectly sweet without being cloying. You don’t get this kind of taste even in the best bakeries.”

Others nodded in agreement, lamenting their initial restraint. “I should’ve taken a bigger bite,” someone muttered.

Within minutes, the two small cakes had conquered the taste buds of the entire group. Praise flowed freely now, accompanied by an unexpected wave of entrepreneurial suggestions.

“You know,” one woman began, “you could start a little business just for our circle. Imagine—custom birthday cakes made by Su Li’s mom. We’d pay top dollar, no question.”

Another eagerly added, “Absolutely! You don’t even have to open a shop. Just take our orders through your son—he can pass them on to you. We’ll prepay, of course. Honestly, after tasting this, I don’t think I can go back to store-bought cakes!”

Gu Zi listened, her thoughts already spinning. It was an intriguing idea. These were influential women, and their purchasing power was undeniable. Still, she didn’t commit immediately.

“I’m flattered by your trust in my skills,” she said diplomatically. “But I’d need to think about how to manage my time before starting something like that. For now, please enjoy the refreshments and help yourselves to more snacks and juice. I’ll step away for a moment to check on a few things.”

The lively chatter in the Su family’s garden was a perfect backdrop for the celebration, but one corner near the gate remained quiet.

Standing there, Su Bing looked out toward the road with a pensive expression on his face.

Gu Zi, always attuned to her son, noticed immediately and made her way over.

As she approached, Su Bing’s frown softened slightly. “Mom,” he began hesitantly, “I invited Da Hu and his brothers to come tonight. I was so sure they’d show up, but they’re still not here. Do you think… they forgot?”

Gu Zi could see the disappointment etched on his face. Su Bing didn’t have many friends—he hadn’t made any close ones at school yet, and back in the countryside, companionship had been even scarcer. For him, Da Hu and his brothers were more than friends; they were a lifeline.

“Maybe they’re running late,” Gu Zi reassured him gently. “Or something came up. But I know Da Hu and the others wouldn’t forget your invitation.”

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