"I say, Young Master Lu and An Ran, it's better to destroy ten temples than break one marriage. How could the two of you do this?"
Saying this, he nervously glanced at Shen Qi and saw Shen Qi always smiling with lips pressed tightly, then finally calmed down.
In less than a ten-minute ride, the rickshaw stopped in front of an unassuming small eatery. Shen Qi jumped off, paid the fare, and while walking inside, introduced it to the others behind, "Don't be fooled by this place's appearance. It's quite famous locally. They make the best Tuan Tuan noodles here. Oh, and you probably haven't heard of Tuan Tuan noodles, right? I haven't seen them in Nan'an either. It's really our local specialty; you'll have a taste later."
Once inside, An Ran realized this little shop, which looked unremarkable outside, was bustling inside with almost all seats filled. Shen Qi squeezed into a corner table and beckoned them over.
