He was really very, very jealous of that person! But no matter how jealous he was, he had enough confidence to keep her by his side, that was enough.

After entering the inn, the waiter said that she was busy in the kitchen, so she quietly went over and looked. She made soup for herself without listening to her ears and staring at her. Her focused look was very helpful to him. Until the unique and charming aroma spread throughout the kitchen, she shouted happily: "It's almost done!"

The old chef who cooked the meal asked with a smile: "Girl, did you do it for your husband? You have to come in person."

Rong Yanran didn't blush either: "Master, I'm for our young master. I'm just a girl and I don't have a family in my husband yet. The master will introduce me to one if you have a suitable one."

In one sentence, the old chef stayed there. This girl is so bold!

Luo Ziheng, who was observing secretly, saw that she was about to serve soup, went back to his house first, and was both angry and funny. He thought to himself, since you are so short of men, why don’t I just marry you and give you a title! It’s still easy to bully if you have no memory now!

Rong Yanran took the bone soup and carefully stepped out of the kitchen and walked towards the second floor. The unique and intoxicating fragrance quickly spread throughout the lobby. A gorgeously dressed young man came over and said, "Girl, what kind of soup is this soup? I want one too."

Look at how attractive the things I made! Rong Yanran thought to herself and refused embarrassedly: "Young master, sorry, this is not for sale. Please ask the master to make one for you." After Yanran said that, she continued to move forward.

The young master didn't give up: "Their soup is not so delicious. I'll pay ten taels of silver to sell me your soup."

Rong Yanran's feet shook, this was a business opportunity. But she still smiled apologetically: "Young master, if you like it, I will cook it for you again later. I really can't give it to you."

This young man was probably spoiled, and his face sank: "I just want this bowl."

Rong Yanran looked embarrassed and shook her head. She just thought that she would send the soup to Luo Ziheng while it was hot. The taste would be worse if it was cold. She didn't notice how vicious the eyes behind the young master were.

Rong Yanran was about to reach the second floor stairs, but suddenly someone came out of nowhere and walked diagonally to hit her, as if she tripped her.

The plates and bowls in her hand were about to fly out uncontrollably. She was so scared that she screamed in a reflex, trying to stabilize her body and prevent herself from being injured by the fragments and spilled soup. However, someone pushed her behind her. Her already unstable body pressed against the broken porcelain pieces and hot soup without any suspense.

No matter how stupid she was, she knew she had been plotted! She shrank her hands in her sleeves, clenched her fists, tried to support the ground, and used her sleeves to resist the damage caused to her body by the fragments. She really didn't want her body to be pricked with blood!

Seeing that his little fist wrapped in his sleeve was about to touch the ground, his whole body suddenly stopped falling, and was then picked up by the waist and fell steadily in a strong embrace. Seeing the familiar silver robe, she knew that Luo Ziheng had saved her! She couldn't help but shivered, and the reason she had just collapsed, and the suppressed fear broke out at this moment!
Chapter completed!