"Can you two handle it?" Jiang Yixia asked.
"Of course we can. I've already helped you watch the store for several days," Jiang Silu said, patting her chest confidently. "Don't you worry. If customers come, I'll greet them. If there are flowers to wrap, I'll wrap them. If the phone rings, I'll answer it."
Jiang Yixia sighed, put down her pen, stood up, took off her apron, and hung it on a hook behind the counter.
She glanced at Lu Fan and said with resignation, "Let's go. We'll come right back after we're done looking."
Lu Fan smiled, nodded, pushed the door open, and turned sideways to let Jiang Yixia exit first.
As Jiang Yixia walked out, she passed by him, and their shoulders brushed against each other.
Jiang Yixia didn't pull away, and Lu Fan's smile deepened slightly.
Jiang Silu stood at the entrance of the flower shop, watching their retreating figures with a smile.
She turned to look at Wen Wan, who was also smiling.
