Just then —
Jun Linyuan rose to his feet, then walked directly toward Feng Wu.
Tall and handsome, he cut an intimidating figure when he stood there and looked down at Feng Wu.
They were so close that it made Feng Wu jittery… What did Jun Linyuan want?
Those that were gobbling down their food now all turned toward them in unison and stared blankly at Jun Linyuan…
What was he going to do to Feng Wu?
However, the next second, Jun Linyuan stretched out his arms as he kept his gloomy eyes on Feng Wu, the look in them brooding and indecipherable.
Feng Wu took a step back involuntarily. "What… do you want?"
Jun Linyuan stared at Feng Wu, his voice cold and haughty. "That."
Feng Wu looked at the apron in her hand.
They were handmade by her mother, but Feng Wu had designed them herself.
