Lan Jingyu's face was definitely among the top five people Li Ying had ever seen. Li Ying had thought about how beautiful his mother was, but she was still shocked when she saw her.
Her blond hair is natural at first glance, her skin is so white that it reflects light, and her hair is held up by a hosta. She is gentle and kind, and when she smiles, her eyes will curve into crescents, so sweet.
Opening the door and saying welcome will make your bones tingle.
My eldest brother’s woman is indeed extraordinary.
As soon as she entered the door, Qiong Anru looked at her and asked proactively: "Are you Mingzi's friend?"
Li Ying was stunned for a moment, and her mind was spinning. It was probably what Lan Jingyu asked Mingzi to pass on, so Qiong Anru asked.
She nodded and said hello politely, "Hello, aunt, my name is Li Ying."
Qiong Anru met a lot of people, looked at the little girl up and down, and knew that her background was very unusual, and it was not like Mingzi could have direct contact with her.
"The venue is reserved, right?"
Li Ying nodded again and said, "Sorry to trouble you."
Joan Anru smiled and pointed to the guests on the next floor, "There are many people downstairs, but the upstairs is empty. Please get off the car and come in for a cup of tea."
"Okay, thank you, auntie."
So good?
It was rare for Qiong Anru to see such a well-behaved rich girl, so she couldn't help but take a second look, and secretly sent a message to Mingzi to inquire about Lan Jingyu's recent developments.
As soon as she sent the message, she saw Li Ying helping an old lady dressed in ancient clothes enter the door.
She knows that the other person is not easy to mess with without having to talk.
"Hello."
She came over and as soon as she opened her mouth, the old lady frowned.
Li Ying caught the corner of the old lady's mouth turning down, and her mind turned around, and she probably guessed it.
Oops.
Forgot her grandma's taboo.
It is said that a woman as delicate and petty as Joan Anru, with eyes full of water, was once a minor-tertiary professional in the old lady's time. None of these old ladies like this woman.
Sure enough, the old lady took a quick look around the store and looked at Joan Anru again. She had obviously made up her mind.
"Did you make the pastries?"
Joan Anru has been living a life of being favored by others since she got married. It is rare to encounter such an rude old lady, but she is not angry and says gently: "Yes, we are all handmade."
"You guys, then it's not all your doing?"
Li Ying was desperate and quickly smoothed things over, saying to Qiong Anru: "Auntie, the business in your store is so good, you must hire people, and it will definitely be too late for you to do it."
Joan Anru nodded, raising small brackets at the corners of her mouth, "Yes."
"Tea is valuable in the Taoist heart. If you want to make too much money, it will be difficult to make good tea."
Nonsense, you can’t make money by opening a store, what a crap store?
Li Ying turned her head and rolled her eyes quietly.
Seeing her little movement, Qiong Anru wanted to laugh a little, so she raised her hand to hide her smile.
By chance, a voice came from behind.
“If you don’t make money by opening a store, then why open a store?”
Li Ying:???
Who spoke out what was in my heart?
She turned around and met a tall woman.
In the flash of lightning, she recalled who this person was. Lan Jingyu helped her find a cat that night. When she went to deliver fruit tea, this person and Lan Jingyu were entangled behind the bar.
It just so happened that Lan Shan would come to see Joan Anru whenever she was not too busy.
The main reason is that Qiong Anru didn't allow Lan Zhendong to send people to keep an eye on her, and the brothers and sisters were worried and always wanted to take a look.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, I heard an old lady pretending to be cool.
"Shanshan, don't talk nonsense." Qiong Anru winked at her and said, "Go and help mom keep an eye on the tea soup."