As she spoke, the auntie added another one into the scale, and at that moment, the tail of the scale noticeably lifted up.
The auntie then said, "Look, look, how kind elder sister is to you, not charging you for the extra weight."
In the end, all you could do was nod.
After paying, you picked up the bag, turned around, and just then, that auntie, no, that goddess, even threw in a final remark: "Take care, no need to see you out, come again next time."
Seeing various strange glances around you, you quickly grabbed the oranges in your hand and dashed forward.
Twenty minutes later, you parked the convertible at the entrance of the International School, peeling and tossing the sweet and juicy orange segments into your mouth.
Really, the Libra auntie might be great at hoodwinking people, but her oranges are genuinely sweet and juicy; you ate four in no time.
