The two garrulous men's faces immediately turned red as a pig's liver.
Shen Yanhe chuckled with a sneer, leaving only one sentence, "It's just like washing coal in a big river — idly looking for something to do." Then she turned around and walked back to the restaurant.
The onlookers, finding no advantage to gain, could only disperse sulkily.
Back at the restaurant.
Song Shiwei smiled as she handed her a bowl full of shrimp, "Here, Yanyan, what happened just now? Why did you start arguing with someone else?"
"It's nothing, just ran into some bad luck," Shen Yanhe said, waving her hand dismissively and taking her seat again.
"I'll go to the market later to buy some pomelo leaves, so Yan Shen can take a bath tonight to wash away the bad luck," Su Qi said calmly, passing over a bowl full of crab meat.
Shen Yanhe touched her chin, thought seriously for a moment, and nodded, "Sure, remember to buy me some peach wood, I need to ward off some villains."
