Yang Xiao and Xiao Ruoruo were talking as they walked, and by this time, they had reached the vicinity of the food stall.
To avoid being discovered by Xiao Yibo, the two could not get any closer and merely stood under a large tree by the roadside.
They used the large tree to conceal their figures, quietly observing everything at the food stall.
The food stall was still quite busy; it wasn't completely dark yet, and the place was already packed, with hardly any room left inside or out.
The food stall's staff, aprons tied around their waists, bustled in and out of the stall, serving dishes and tea, attending to customers.
Among these staff members, Yang Xiao immediately spotted Xiao Yibo.
In that crowd, Xiao Yibo was conspicuous; even with an apron tied on, he didn't resemble any ordinary staff member, still exuding the air of a young master.
The aristocratic demeanor cultivated over many years couldn't be erased overnight.
