Lu Ruojiang has been helping out in the shop for a while now. At first, there was some confusion, but later even Auntie Li Er couldn't find fault with him.
On this day, after a busy day, the teahouse finally closed and Qian Ningning and Auntie Li Er could finally sit down and take a breather.
Qian Ningning is skilled in tea and entertainment, while Auntie Li Er is known for her exceptional fruit. The Qian Teahouse in Qiantang is quite famous in the area.
So every day, the guests come in an endless stream. Although not all of them come at once, the day is also a time for everyone to rest intermittently.
Auntie Li Er took some leftover fruit, prepared to eat some with Qian Ningning, and took the rest back for her son Shi Qiuyuen to eat.
Putting down the plate, Auntie Li Er just remembered that the teahouse now has more than just her and Qian Ningning.
"Ningning, where's Lu Ruojiang?" Auntie Li Er felt around, "There are some fruits left in the kitchen, should I pack some for him to eat?"
Qian Ningning looked around, but couldn't find Lu Ruojiang, "I'll go look for him."
"Never mind, he's not a three-year-old child. He'll definitely come back on his own in a while. We've been busy all day, let's take a break first." Auntie Li Er pulled Qian Ningning to sit down.
She could see that there was a hint of something between Qian Ningning and Lu Ruojiang, but she didn't think it would work out. From the first day Lu Ruojiang helped out at the teahouse, she could tell he was definitely a pampered young man who had never done any work since he was a child. With his background and appearance, even though Auntie Li Er had confidence in Qian Ningning, she had to admit that there was a gap between them. So instead of letting Qian Ningning be upset after Lu Ruojiang regained his memory, it would be better to extinguish their budding relationship from the beginning.
Qian Ningning didn't know why Auntie Li Er thought so deeply for herself. After hearing her words, she felt they made sense and nodded, saying, "Okay, let's rest and not care about him."
Just as she finished speaking, Lu Ruojiang walked in from outside, smiling and saying, "Ningning, you really are heartless, not worrying about me at all."
Hearing her name being called so intimately by him, Qian Ningning felt a little embarrassed and scolded, "I wasn't talking about you. After closing the door, you disappeared without a trace. Do you know how seriously I was looking for you?"
Lu Ruojiang There was a smile in his eyes, "Don't blame me, if I didn't go earlier, the shop would have closed."
Qian Ningning Curiously asked, "What did you go to buy?"
Lu Ruojiang He took out a box, inside was a peach blossom jade hairpin, the jade hairpin was tender and white, and the peach blossom was vivid.
Qian Ningning knows that although this hairpin is not made of the best material, it must still be quite valuable to them. She frowned and said, "Why did you buy this? Go return it now!"
Auntie Li Er looked at the label on the box and said, "This Shunxin stuff is not cheap."
Lu Ruojiang replied, "I know it's not cheap, that's why I bought it."
He looked at Qian Ningning, "Ningning, you not only saved me, but also took me in. I can't repay this kindness. Yesterday, when I was packing, I found something strange in the sole of my shoe. I opened it and found a note wrapped in oil paper."
"I know you wouldn't accept money directly, so I bought you this jade hairpin." Lu Ruojiang smiled at Qian Ningning. A grown man acting cute without any hint of shyness. "Ningning, please don't refuse me, okay?"
Qian Ningning pursed her lips and looked at the hairpin without saying a word.
Upon hearing this, Lu Ruojiang looked at Auntie Li Er and said, "Auntie, Ningning arranged for the doctor and bought clothes for me. You've seen it all. This hairpin can't even compare to her kindness. Why can't she accept it?" After some thought, Auntie Li Er replied, "Lu Ruojiang makes a good point." The hairpin was also quite valuable, and if Lu Ruojiang recovered his memory and left, Ningning wouldn't be left with nothing.
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