"Miss, your pastries have fallen."
Hearing a loud shout from behind, Lu Yiner snapped back to reality and found that the oil paper bag she was holding was empty.
All the pastries had fallen to the ground.
"It's a pity about these pastries, they're all dirty now and can't be eaten even if picked up."
The man who reminded Lu Yiner about the fallen pastries came to her side, looking regretful.
Gathering herself, Lu Yiner forced a smile and said, "If they've fallen, they've fallen."
This man was Gao Ming, a subordinate of Su Chengmin, who had come to Taohua Dessert on his day off to buy pastries for his mother, and happened to run into Lu Yiner.
These days, Lu Yiner frequently came to the Imperial Guard to see Su Chengmin, so he was quite familiar with her.
Su Chengmin was clearly avoiding her, yet she kept coming to wait for him. Every time he saw this, he privately sighed over why such a fine lady was hanging herself from one tree, behaving in a way that drew disdain.
