Han Ruochen was about to reject the proprietress when a sneering voice came from behind her.
"Ah, it seems like Miss Han cannot even go to a shop without being bothered."
When Han Ruochen heard the sneering voice, she couldn't help but sigh. She should have looked at the almanack when she stepped out of the house. She slowly turned around and looked at Xiao Rui, who stood behind her, her expression full of jealousy and anger as she looked at Han Ruochen. Their gazes met and Han Ruochen for a second thought that sparks flew from the eyes of the woman in front of her.
