"It's already noon, we should find a place to eat."

Yan Zhen looked up at the sky. The sun was high in the sky, and a fragrant aroma wafted from the nearby restaurants, which made his stomach rumble twice.

“That’s true, why don’t we eat here?” Duanmu Ling said, pointing to a uniquely decorated restaurant.

"Your restaurant?"

This restaurant not only has a unique decor, but its name is also quite distinctive.

"It's funny that someone actually calls your restaurant that."

Aruo covered her mouth and laughed, "Let's rest here for a while."

"good."

The group entered your restaurant and had just sat down.

Yan Zhen's expression tightened instantly.

Not only that, but Duanmu Ling and A'Ruo also changed their expressions.

"Ning Zhaozhao, what is she doing here?"

Right where the innkeeper was sitting, Ning Zhaozhao was using an abacus.

He would occasionally shake the abacus, a faint smile on his face.

"Hey, boss lady, you seem to be in a good mood today."

"none of your business."

"Young widow, you're so beautiful, yet you speak so harshly."

"Isn't it true that the nights are long and lonely, and you feel so bad that you might as well find a man to marry? What do you think of me? We can party every night and I'll make you a bride every day."

"I'm afraid you're all show and no substance, not very useful."

Ning Zhaozhao chuckled softly.

She was already stunningly beautiful, and her smile at that moment made the entire hall seem brighter.

"Hahaha—" Everyone burst into laughter.

This person's expression changed.

"Ning Zhaozhao, I've proposed to you time and time again with good intentions, why are you always so ungrateful?"

"I've already said that I, Ning Zhaozhao, will never marry again in this life, so give up on that idea."

"How old are you, a young woman, to say such things?"

"That's what I mean, we should always give other men a chance, right?"

"Forget it, I'll never fall in love with anyone else in my life."

Her brother lives in the backyard.

"Since you're so ungrateful, don't blame me for being impolite."

The man seemed to be angered.

She nodded directly to the person beside her, "I'll tie you up and take you back today. I've been tolerant enough of you. However, if you come back with me willingly, I can keep the position of wife for you. But if I tie you up and take you back, you'll only be my concubine."

"Hmph, I knew it. None of you men are any good."

A group of men pounced on them instantly.

The patrons in the restaurant calmly carried their plates and walked to a corner.

"Should we go help her?" Aruo asked, her eyes wide. "After all, you've known each other for a while, and you were even married to her."

When the word "marriage" was mentioned, A'Ruo's face showed a hint of grievance.

"It's my fault, so I can't help her, lest she misunderstand again. Let Duanmu Ling go instead, after all—" Although she didn't know how she became a widow.

Is he cursing Yan Zhen?

A'Ruo didn't understand what he meant by "not finishing," but Yan Zhen did.

After all, he was the one who actually married her.

Yan Zhen stood up, about to make a move.

Ning Zhaozhao braced herself on the table and leaped out, whipping her long whip and sending everyone flying with a crackling sound.

His movements were crisp and clean, exuding a touch of heroism.

"Let me tell you, next time you see me, stay far away, or I'll beat you up every time I see you."

Ning Zhaozhao swung the whip in her hand forcefully.

The tiger's powerful aura startled the man, instantly turning him into a coward and completely erasing his previous imposing demeanor.

"Then, what if I came here to eat?"

The food at this inn is so delicious, he didn't want to miss it.

"If you're just here for a meal, you're welcome anytime. Just remember to pay for your meal."

"I know, I know."

The man hurriedly pulled out a silver ingot and placed it on the table. "I didn't finish my food, can I take it to go?"

Yan Zhen: "—"

"Of course."

Ning Zhaozhao withdrew her whip, and her expression returned to its original gentle smile.

Seeing that the crisis was over, the surrounding customers returned to their original positions. "Boss lady, your whip-wielding skills have improved!"

"That's right, they used to smash one or two tables, but now they basically don't."

"That's right, buying a table also costs money."

"Boss lady, you're being too stingy. It's not like you're the one who paid for the table."

"I have no choice, I still have to support my family."

Ning Zhaozhao put the silver ingot away.

"It seems the food at this restaurant must be quite good," Duanmu Ling remarked.

Otherwise, it would seem somewhat ironic that this person, who had just fought with her, was still thinking about those leftovers.

"Is this person so short of money?" Duanmu Ling couldn't help but ask the person next to him.

"Of course not. Your inn has a rule that if you don't finish the food you ordered this time, you're not allowed to eat here for two months," the man said while slurping his noodles.

It's quite remarkable that he could still speak clearly even with noodles in his mouth.

"It seems that Ning Zhaozhao is doing quite well."

Not only is it good, it's even better than what she did in the capital.

Ning Zhaozhao seemed to have seen them too, her brows furrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Yan Zhen called over the waiter to order the food.

Ning Zhaozhao sat back down in the shopkeeper's seat.

He suddenly found it somewhat amusing.

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