The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

The two cups of coffee were steaming, and Ye Shu's latte, as always, had no latte art.

Ye Shu held her simple latte and stood outside the counter, sipping it slowly.

Chen Xing, holding a cup, leaned against the counter, enjoying the quiet time before opening for business.

Suddenly she remembered something, bent down and took out a tablet computer from the large handbag under the counter. She swiped around on it a couple of times, then handed it to Ye Shu and leaned closer.

"Xiao Ye, come here, help your sister give me some advice."

She opened a photo album, which was full of photos of various venues:

"These are a few wedding venues your brother-in-law and I picked out. We've narrowed it down, but we really like these last few. Could you take a look and tell us which one you think is the best?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Shu, holding her coffee cup, leaned against the counter and looked at the photos on the computer.

Chen Xing marked the names on each slide, manually creating the PowerPoint presentation, all the while talking non-stop:

"This is a resort estate on the outskirts of the city, with a large lawn suitable for outdoor ceremonies and parties at night. This is an old building in the city center that has been converted, with a small courtyard, and it has a bit of a Chinese-Western fusion feel. This is a large chapel specifically for weddings, purely Western in style..."

These photos show that Chen Xing went to great lengths to find suitable locations.

After reading it all, Chen Xing asked:

"So, which one do you think looks better?"

Ye Shu took another sip of coffee, pondered for a moment, stared at the photos of the lawn field for a few more seconds, and then spoke:

"If I had to choose... I personally prefer the one with the lawn."

He pointed with his finger and continued:

"It looks so relaxing and free, and I think taking photos here, with the lawn and sky as a backdrop, would look pretty good."

Chen Xing's eyes lit up, and he nodded his head vigorously.

"Right, right! I really like this too, it feels so vibrant."

"but."

Ye Shu's pragmatic nature kicked in again, and he spoke up to remind him:

"If you're choosing an outdoor lawn, you should check the weather forecast in advance. It can be quite troublesome if it's windy or rainy."

"Yes, yes, we've considered that too."

As Chen Xing spoke, he saved the photo of the lawn separately, and then tapped to open an app.

"Hey, Xiao Ye, since you've already helped look into it, let's finish this good deed."

She swiped the screen, and various styles of wedding dresses scrolled by:

"Could you help me take a look at wedding dresses again? Which of these styles looks the best?"

Ye Shu looked at the screen full of wedding dresses. He was good at looking at venues, but he really lacked knowledge about these things. However, he didn't want to spoil Chen Xing's fun, so he could only bite the bullet and start examining them.

As he looked around, he suddenly noticed something, and, wanting to compare prices, he casually asked:

"Sister Chen Xing, all the wedding dresses on your collection seem to be from the same brand? Don't you have any from other brands for comparison?"

Ye Shu asked casually, and Chen Xing, truly immersed in the happiness of choosing a wedding dress, didn't even look up when she heard the question, and simply answered casually:

"Oh, this one? This store belongs to a friend of mine. This app is their brand's internal system; it has a wide selection of styles, so I just wanted to take a look at the samples..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xing suddenly looked up, his eyes wide open, startling Ye Shu.

"What's wrong?"

"oops!"

Chen Xing quickly placed the tablet on the counter, took out his phone, and made a call. The call was answered quickly.

"Hey! Xiaomin, it's me, Chen Xing."

Chen Xing looked excited:

"Um... your tablet has been found! It's with me! Hahaha... Yes, it's not lost, it's been in my bag the whole time. I thought it was gone, it scared me to death. Yeah, yeah, don't worry, okay, bye-bye."

Ye Shu held her coffee cup, watching Chen Xing chatting away to himself, and then glanced at the tablet computer on the counter that clearly didn't belong to Chen Xing's style.

He silently brought the cup to his lips and took a big gulp of the coffee, which had already cooled down a bit.

Yes, that's very Chen Xing.

The brief chat time came to an end, and Corner Tea House officially opened for business.

After about half an hour, customers started arriving one after another, and Ye Shu and Chen Xing began their high-intensity work again, which they were not used to after being away for a few days.

It wasn't until noon, during peak hours, that a queue formed in front of the counter, and the order notifications never stopped.

The two were so busy they didn't even have time to drink water. Having finally gotten through the peak period, they needed to eat lunch, so they had to take turns.

Ye Shu went out first, bought rice balls and sandwiches at a nearby convenience store, and ate them as she walked back. Back at the store, she gave the sandwiches to Chen Xing and then changed shifts.

Chen Xing finished his bread in a few bites and then stood behind the cash register again, still chewing on his bread.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Ye Shu recalled the fortune teller's words. It seemed he had said that he was some kind of attendant of the God of Wealth? Or some kind of tassel? ... In any case, he was related to the God of Wealth.

He glanced at the cup he was washing in his hand and laughed in exasperation. If this were the tassel of the God of Wealth, the work it would be doing would be quite down-to-earth.

In the afternoon, those who needed to go to work went to work, and those who needed to take a nap took a nap. The number of customers in the store did become less, with only a few customers who came to rest after shopping.

Ye Shu took a breath and went back to the back warehouse to restock in preparation for the evening's peak season.

Around 3 p.m., the shop door was pushed open, and the wind chimes jingled once.

"Welcome! How about something to drink?"

Chen Xing stood behind the counter and greeted them.

The girl who came in was dressed simply, in a plain shirt and matching plain trousers, carrying a backpack, and with her long hair tied into a neat ponytail at the back of her head.

The girl's face remained expressionless. Hearing Chen Xing's greeting, she didn't even look up at the sign, simply saying:

"A glass of hot milk."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Chen Xing's smile remained unchanged, but he felt a sense of novelty. It wasn't uncommon for customers to order hot milk at the shop, but it was still quite rare.

However, when you open a business, everyone who comes is a customer, and it's their freedom to decide what they order.

The girl paid but didn't go to the table next to her; instead, she casually sat on the high stool in front of the counter. She didn't put her backpack down; she wore it on her back.

She sat there quietly, her hands on the counter, her gaze fixed on Chen Xing, who was heating up milk.

The gaze was focused, not aggressive, but not exactly friendly either; it was just looking, purely observing. From the profile of Chen Xing's face, to the hair tie in her hair, to the strap of her apron, to the way she moved her hands while heating the milk...

At first, Chen Xing didn't pay attention, but gradually, she sensed something was wrong. Wherever she went, the girl's eyes followed her.

She turned around, poured the warmed milk into a cup, placed it in front of the girl, and smiled.

"Please enjoy your hot milk."

The girl didn't say anything, but held the cup with both hands and took small sips. However, her eyes were still fixed on her.

Chen Xing doesn't consider himself a shy person. He has met all sorts of people while running his business.

This was the first time she'd ever been stared at so intently by a strange girl. She felt uneasy and began to wonder if there was something on her face, or if she was wearing the wrong clothes.

I can't take it anymore! Chen Xing quickly turned around and strode into the warehouse.

Ye Shu was taking inventory of the goods when she heard footsteps. She turned around and saw Chen Xing approaching with a look of utter disbelief.

"What's wrong, Sister Chen Xing?"

Chen Xing quickly walked to Ye Shu's side, and subconsciously glanced towards the curtain:

"Xiao Ye, a young girl came in, ordered a hot milk, and sat at the bar. And then... she just kept staring at me!"

She spoke and gestured, seemingly on the verge of a breakdown:

"She doesn't say anything, she just stares at me! It's making me feel uncomfortable. You need to go and check what's wrong with me, I'm a little scared of that look in her eyes."

Ye Shu found it somewhat amusing, nodded, and casually wiped her hands on her apron.

"Okay, I'll go check it out. Maybe it's because you're so charming, Sister Chen Xing, that you've attracted some female fans."

"Get out of here, go now!"

Chen Xing gave him a push, then hid by the kitchen door and watched Ye Shu.

Ye Shu smiled, lifted the curtain, and went out.

He looked down the bar.

Almost the instant he lifted the curtain, the girl sitting at the bar immediately looked up in his direction.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Ye Shu's smile froze; he was somewhat incredulous at who the person in front of him was.

"Xiao Nuan?!"