The elderly lady was surprised that Mu Yunchu came to find her, but after a brief shock, she seemed to think that this was inevitable. She laughed lightly.
"Shall I pack your pastries first?"
"It's just a pity, that kind is gone."
Mu Yunchu couldn't see, and didn't know which type was missing from the stall now.
But because she had a suspicion in her heart, the image of the previous pink peach blossom cake automatically appeared in her mind.
This wasn't supposed to be a big deal.
After all, buying her pastries was originally just to have some time to talk with the elderly lady.
But she cared a lot about it. The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt, not wanting to just let it go.
"How about this, see if it's okay with you, I invite you both to my home for some tea, and I'll make some more of those pastries."
"What an unlucky day, how come there's none left?"
