"Your sweet mouth." Sophie Nye couldn't stop smiling.
"Auntie Sophie." A young, pleasant voice interrupted them, and Jovana Shaw greeted them with a smile, "Are you going shopping? I know a newly opened store with clothes that suit you perfectly. I happen to know the manager there, let me take you to have a look."
Sophie Nye looked her up and down; she recognized this person, Aurelia Shaw's sister—Sophie Nye's expression changed, a bit sullen, and she asked unpleasantly, "What are you doing here?"
Jovana Shaw raised the lunchbox in her hand, lowered her head, and said in a low voice, "My sister told me to make soup for my brother-in-law every day. I'm here to deliver the soup."
"She's quite happy to be idle." Sophie Nye grumbled discontentedly.
Then she glanced at Jovana Shaw again and said, "Where's that new store you mentioned? Take us to have a look."
"Sure." Jovana Shaw said with a smile, handed the lunchbox to a servant, and accompanied Sophie Nye and the other person out.
