"No, I can't think that way. After all, the old lady is a patient. It's definitely not my fault." Yuan Zhou patted his chest to comfort himself.
"I'm so pitiful, I should have told Xiaoya. " Yuan Zhou stroked his lower jaw and thought that way.
After all, a book he had read a few days ago described the relationship between a man and a woman in this way. It said that an appropriate act of pity could increase the motherly nature of one's girlfriend, and thus increase the harmony between the two.
"Yeah, I'm pretty miserable right now." Thinking of that, Yuan Zhou prepared to make a phone call.
However, before Yuan Zhou could take any action, another two people entered the restaurant. This time, it was an old couple. Their clothes could only be described as plain.
The two of them walked into the shop, and the old lady with white hair spoke first.""Excuse me, little brother, when do you open?"
