Recently, Su Zhiruan noticed that the waiter's gaze towards her and Ji Xiaoyuan was quite odd.
She propped her chin up, bored, watching the scenery by the window.
"Madam... the shopkeeper asked me to inquire if there's anything you wish to eat." The white towel was still draped around the waiter's neck, but from the moment he entered to when he asked the question, he didn't dare lift his head to look at her, which made Su Zhiruan a bit puzzled.
"Anything is fine, no need to trouble yourself, what you usually eat is fine." Today, Su Zhiruan was also preparing for the marriage, but there were too many things to transport. After buying them, she had the shop bring everything back home. With so many people at home, Ji Xiaoyuan simply arranged for her to stay at the inn, while he had people from the village transport the goods back.
