Wan Sui sent a compressed file to Su Miaomiao, mysteriously instructing her to watch it secretly after she got home.
Su Miaomiao held back her impulse to click it open, diverting her attention elsewhere.
She looked out the window and saw quite a few influencers filming videos outside the Qingshan Restaurant.
That must also be part of their business opening preparation; she couldn't help but frown.
"What's the matter, baby?"
Following her gaze, Wan Sui looked over and raised her eyebrows.
"It's just a few little influencers. What's there to fear? I remember your account also has a good number of followers, doesn't it?"
"If you ask me, if you'd shown your face in a few live streams earlier, don't you think the Louwai Building would have had a line at the door?"
"Right, what's your account called again, 'One Meal a Day' or something?"
With a hand to her forehead, Su Miaomiao was torn between laughter and tears.
"One Meal a Day."
