Bai Wanwan stormed off with her egg waffles, and Shen Lu shook her head in amusement as she watched her go.
'What was the point of covering her face? Her clothes and that spoiled, arrogant temper weren't hidden at all. And then there was the perfume—it was her favorite scent.'
'It would have been strange if Shen Lu *hadn't* recognized her.'
"Boss, were you really from the Upper City District before?" one of the more curious customers couldn't help but ask.
Shen Lu didn't deny it and nodded, but that was all. She had no intention of elaborating.
To her, that was all part of the original owner's past. It had little to do with her.
'What she needed to do was figure out how to live a full life in this strange new world. As long as those people left her alone, she had no intention of bothering them.'
"Oh, okay." The customer could see she wasn't in the mood to talk and tactfully fell silent.
