"Alright, Alright. You can't afford to pay for it, so I won't pursue the matter any further. Hurry up and pack your things, and take your daughter away. My small temple can't accommodate you."
The boss waved his hand impatiently. Then, he glanced at Xuan Wan Rou, who was still struggling to get up, and said, "Sister Xuan, seeing that you've been working seriously in my shop for the past two days, let me give you a piece of advice. It's better for the child not to be too indulgent. Otherwise, you'll regret it in the future."
"Let's go, let's go."
After saying that, the boss and the others apologized and promised that the customers who had already ordered food would be exempted. Only then did the noodle shop gradually return to normal.
After comforting the others, the boss apologized to Shi Yan and Jiang Rui, "I'm sorry to have affected your mood."
"It's okay. It's our bad luck."
