But it was raining outside now, so this naturally wasn't something she could say anymore.
The rain was fierce, and only after about half an hour did it start to ease up.
In this kind of weather, no one was going to come back to do business, so the three of them simply started closing up, and Xiao Rou also sent Zhou Qi a text message.
They had just finished tidying up when, over there, Zhou Qi's car had already pulled up by the roadside.
The rain had weakened, leaving only a fine drizzle still drifting down.
On Xiao Rou's side, she was almost done as well. She had just untied her apron when she saw Zhou Qi walking over with a large black umbrella, his steps steady as he came this way.
"All done?"
Zhou Qi walked to the doorway of the shop. The three people inside all looked at him, but his gaze only lingered on Xiao Rou. Maybe it was because he'd gotten slightly wet in the rain just now—there was a mist of moisture clinging to his eyelashes, making them look especially striking.
