"Oh, here it is!"
Juhua's round, bright eyes lit up the moment she saw the noodles. She hurried over, took the big sea bowl from the old woman's hands with a blissful expression, returned to her seat, and started wolfing it down with chopsticks.
No manners whatsoever!
"Sir, have you finished picking your food?"
At the counter, the old man saw Mo Zili staring at Juhua in a trance and couldn't help but remind him aloud. He had already noticed Mo Zili's attention on Miss Shen, and a hint of wariness rose in his heart. Miss Shen was a good person—amiable, generous, approachable, without a trace of the airs typically associated with a county magistrate's daughter. She had always shown great care for their little shop. So, the old man would absolutely not stand idly by if anyone intended to make Miss Shen their target.
