"Sister Wanyuan," Wei Zimu called out gently.
Xia Wanyuan did not show it on her face, but the discomfort in her heart grew.
"Morning." Xia Wanyuan nodded slightly.
"Let's go. Jiangnan Embroidery Workshop isn't far from here. Sister Wanyuan, do you want to take a car or walk over?"
Xia Wanyuan looked outside the building. The rain was not heavy, and it was pitter-patter, carrying the humidity of Jiangnan. "Let's walk over."
"Okay." Wei Zimu smiled and handed the umbrella to Xia Wanyuan.
The two of them walked into the rain side by side. "Was the pastry yesterday delicious? I queued for a long time before I bought it. According to them, it should be very delicious."
"I didn't eat it. I don't like that." Xia Wanyuan's high heels clicked on the limestone road.
Wei Zimu was not angry at Xia Wanyuan's direct words and chuckled.
Xia Wanyuan turned around when she heard Wei Zimu smiling.
