"Junjun, see that Weiwei Xian breakfast shop? My brother used to run his shop there."
"It does seem a lot worse."
"Isn't it? I'm starting to suspect my brother's being kept by a rich old woman. How else could he have gotten so rich all of a sudden?"
"Didn't Brother Jiang say he developed a new recipe and that's why the noodle shop took off?"
"Look at you, always defending my brother." Li Yueting said, her eyes narrowing.
"Tell me, has my brother been secretly bringing you here for noodles?"
"No, no, no, he hasn't!" Xu Yingjun quickly denied. "You've never even been, so how could I have?"
"Keep pretending. Who knows how many times you two have gone out alone when I'm not around."
Xu Yingjun felt a pang of guilt, afraid that the more she said, the more she'd mess up.
The two of them arrived at the noodle shop, and Zhou Xiaoli recognized Xu Yingjun at a glance.
"You're here! Have a seat."
"Huh?"
"You know her?"
"Of course. Our boss brought her here before."
