"Huh? Seriously, you want a story?"
The female shop owner glanced at Yellow Hair and took his hundred bucks, "Your money is all that's needed."
She looked at the old man, "Let's hear about your life."
The red-haired girl laughed, "Boss lady, you're so funny."
Yellow Hair gently patted his girlfriend's waist, then smiled apologetically at the shop owner and the old man and whispered something Ren Suo couldn't hear, but a dialog box popped up over his head, "Look, the old man seems like he doesn't have much money. The boss lady is doing a good deed. Don't say anything that might embarrass him."
Ren Suo looked at Yellow Hair in surprise, not expecting him to be considerate of a stranger. Guess you can't judge a book by its cover.
The old man ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles. The shop owner nodded and spoke to Yellow Hair, "I'll make noodles for the old man first; you guys wait a bit."
"We were here first..."
