Sang Ruo saw her get up, put down her chopsticks, and called out to her, "Where are you going?"

Sang Jiang turned around and smiled: "Let's go buy some things."

Sang Ruo frowned: "What is it? Why don't you just send Wan Qing?"

Sang Jiang didn't bother to explain further and simply waved her hand, saying, "No need, I'll be right back."

Long Jingchen looked at her, his handsome brows furrowed. He also looked outside, but there was nothing there except for a shop with a long queue.

Did she go to that shop to buy something?

Because there were too many people, he couldn't tell what the stall was selling, except that there was something strange on the sign... steamed buns?

Soon, Sang Jiang's figure came into her sight, and An Ye also discreetly followed her.

Sang Jiang did indeed go to that shop.

She walked directly to the shop entrance, said a few words to the shopkeeper, who then turned and left. After a while, he returned and respectfully invited Sang Jiang inside.

Not only Long Jingchen, but also the people queuing outside were all confused. They didn't understand what Sang Jiang was saying, and then they saw her being led inside after she finished speaking.

This shop has never had a queue and doesn't sell anything. They also limit the number of servings per day, and no matter who you are, if they say they're not selling to you anymore, they mean they're not selling to you anymore.

Sang Jiang surveyed the general environment of the shop. There was a counter for picking up food at the entrance, and behind the counter was the kitchen. The chef in the kitchen was making hamburgers, fried chicken, and cola.

Sang Jiang was led to the inner courtyard, which was completely different from the outside. The inner courtyard was filled with bamboo.

Beside the woods was a rocking chair, and a man in white was lying on it drinking tea.

Sang Jiang walked up to him and extended her right hand: "Hello."

The man paused, seemingly not understanding Sang Jiang's meaning.

Sang Jiang frowned when she saw that Sang Jiang hadn't reacted for a long time.

The man looked at her strangely: "What do you mean by this, young lady?"

Sang Jiang frowned: "Shake hands, don't you know?"

"A handshake?" A hint of murderous intent flashed in the man's eyes. "How can a young lady like you be so unreserved?"

Sangjiang: ? ? ?

Not reserved? Is this man out of his mind? How is shaking hands not reserved?

Sang Jiang stared at the man for a while before suddenly asking, "Which do you prefer, KFC or McDonald's?"

After she finished speaking, she kept an eye on the man's expression, and sure enough, she saw him looking at her with a confused expression.

Could it be that he really didn't come from another time?

How did he manage to make hamburgers, fried chicken, and cola?

"What are KFC and McDonald's that you're talking about, young lady?" he asked Sang Jiang, puzzled.

All he knew was that what he was making was hamburgers; he'd never heard of KFC or McDonald's.

"Oh, that's a kind of food. May I ask if you made this hamburger yourself, young master?"

The man paused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

Sang Jiang frowned. That shouldn't be the case. Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she looked at the man and asked, "Do you know Liu Ruyu?"

“Miss Liu, I know you.” The man nodded. “In this vast capital city, I’m sure no one is unaware of Miss Liu’s name.”

Sang Jiang: ...

So what's the difference between this and not saying anything?

Since this man had nothing to do with her going back, she lost interest and said directly to him, "In that case, I'll have to bother you, sir."

After saying that, she curtsied and turned to leave.

After Sang Jiang left, the woman who brought her in spoke softly, "My lord, would you like to?"

As she spoke, she made a throat-slitting gesture on her own neck.

The man pondered for a moment and then shook his head: "No need, she should be her friend."

She would definitely be unhappy if I killed her.

The man's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile as he thought of Liu Ruyu.