"Someone asked me to give this to you." A seven or eight-year-old child ran in, but before he got near Feng Jiu, he was stopped by Du Fan.
"Let him come." Feng Jiu motioned him to step aside.
"Someone asked me to give this to you." The child came in front of Feng Jiu. He handed out something, but his eyes were staring at the pastries on the table and gulping his saliva.
Feng Jiu took the thing and asked the waiter to wrap some pastries. "Who gave you this?"
"It's a man in black. He said to give it to the big brother wearing a red robe."
Feng Jiu opened it to have a look. When she saw a card similar to an invitation inside fixed content, her eyes jolted.
"Young Master, the pastries are all packed." The waiter passed her the pastries.
Feng Jiu took it and gave it to the child. "For you."
"Thank you." The child thanked her happily, took the pastries and ran out quickly.
