The instant the lady boss saw that black card, her lips curved downwards.
Although she knew that many wealthy people were staying in the area, she felt uncomfortable accepting a black card just to buy a spring onion and a few seasoning sauces.
Ji Nuan saw the situation and quickly reached out to press down the hand Mo Jingshen had stretched out to hand over the card. She promptly took out a fifty-dollar bill from her purse and handed it to the lady boss whose face had turned stiff.
"Cough, here's your change of thirty-one dollar and eight cents." After handing them the money, the lady boss could not help but shift her eyes from Ji Nuan back to Mo Jingshen.
Even the lady boss's daughter who stood by the side could not help looking over several times with a lovestruck expression.
