Seeing Lin Jiaojiao focus her gaze on a corner of the first floor that was converted into a private room, the waiter's eyes flickered, and giving her wealthy appearance a glance, he said, "Ah, madam, you have excellent taste! Although this private room is on the first floor, it has a stunning view as soon as the window is opened. It's not inferior to the rooms upstairs."
What he meant was that the price was not inferior either.
Lin Jiaojiao saw through the waiter's intentions, but she didn't mind as she was not here to drink.
After sitting down in the private room, she ordered some fruits, pastries, and hot tea since it was not yet mealtime.
"Your Highness~, I feel so chilled sitting here," Xuemei couldn't help but move her hands closer to the charcoal brazier.
It was indeed a bit cold, but much better than outside.
Ignoring Xuemei's complaint, she told Ye Ming, "Go fetch some ink, brush, paper, and inkstone."
