Lin Xia and the others had breakfast with varying expressions.
Lin Xia made arrangements for them.
Lin Qiu was to open for business and work as usual, Lin Dong was starting school the day after tomorrow, so Lin Xia asked him to organize his school supplies at home properly.
As for Lu Zheng, well, there was no need for Lin Xia to make arrangements; he took the initiative to follow her around.
Lin Xia, watching Lu Zheng still walking steadily, pushing a big bundle of goods, cleared her throat softly, "Lu Zheng! Can we talk about something?"
They were about to reach the greenhouse, and once there, some things would become inconvenient to discuss.
Lu Zheng held back a laugh, "What is it?" He guessed it probably had to do with a name.
"You should just call me Lin Xia!" Lin Xia really couldn't imagine a man with such a strong image as him coming up with the idea to call her Xiaxia.
If he called her that in front of others, it would certainly draw a lot of sidelong glances.
