Xiang Yi did not know if the food was her own or if she was selling it for her boss, so he said that last sentence.
The Auntie was stunned. She wanted to say something, but when she looked up, Xiang Yi had already entered the ward with the box of food.
Looking at the closed wooden door, the Auntie smiled gratefully. Then, she pushed the dining cart and continued to peddle along the corridor, “Dinner, who wants dinner...”
When she was buying dinner, the door was open, and the ward was not big. Shi Nuannuan, who was lying on the bed, could clearly see the scene at the door.
Looking at the man who was walking over with a box of lunch, she could not help but ask out of curiosity, “Do you know that person?”
He looked up, still in a daze.
Then, he reacted. “You mean the one who sells food?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
If they didn’t know each other, why did he ask her not to give him change?
