ROTCGIS, Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen
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Rebirth of the Charming Girl in Space
Chapter 213:
It's Her
"No need, go about your business. I'm alone, don't let me interfere with your business. Just find someone to take me upstairs casually," Murong Lingran said.
Seeing her considerate attitude, Huang, the shopkeeper, felt relieved and patted his beard contentedly. He called out to the entrance, "Zhang San."
Zhang San?
Murong Lingran raised an eyebrow.
Zhang San, hearing the shopkeeper call him again, came over with an anxious look, his voice lower than before. Nervously, he asked, "Shopkeeper, do you have any orders?"
Could it be that the shopkeeper was going to help her vent her anger for something he said to the girl earlier?
Huang earnestly instructed, "Take this young lady to the best private room upstairs, serve her attentively, and put everything on my tab. Understand?"
Zhang San immediately breathed a sigh of relief, realizing it wasn't a scolding. He nodded and bowed, saying, "Yes, I understand. Miss, this way, please."
Murong Lingran nodded, then suddenly turned and asked, "Shopkeeper Huang, do you happen to have someone named Li Si here?"
Huang, puzzled, said, "How did the young lady know?"
Murong Lingran chuckled, "Just a lucky guess."
On the second floor, as Zhang San was about to open the nearest private room, Murong Lingran looked at the innermost one and asked, "Is that room occupied?"
"Do you like that room, Miss? That's the Fuyu Room. It's a bit noisy because of the street vendors downstairs, but if you prefer it, I can take you there."
"Yes, please."
When they reached the Fuyu Room, Murong Lingran casually ordered a few dishes and asked him to prepare a portion for takeaway. After that, she let him go.
She wasn't here to enjoy a meal. While waiting for the dishes to arrive, Murong Lingran opened the window and looked down. A broad and lively street was laid out before her, and directly across from her was a stall selling hair accessories.
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Indeed, it was this room. Yang Shu mentioned earlier that they were splashed while working near a stall selling hair accessories.
Pouring water down from here would indeed allow them to target a specific person.
Just then, Zhang San brought the dishes.
Murong Lingran, appreciative of Huang's kind gesture, couldn't let it go to waste. After instructing Zhang San, she returned to the table and ate more than half of each dish.
The taste wasn't as good as the food she made herself, but it was still decent.
When she was about seventy percent full and thinking of going downstairs to investigate, she heard a familiar yet unfamiliar woman's voice outside.
"Weird, there's no sound from the room. There shouldn't be any guests. How come there are footprints at the door?"
Murong Lingran frowned. Before she could recall whose voice it was, the door slammed open rudely.
Murong Lingran happened to be facing the door. The two locked eyes unexpectedly.
Seeing the person, most of Murong Lingran's doubts were instantly resolved. It was her, sitting lazily in a chair, looking calm and composed.
"I was wondering who it could be. So, it's Mrs. Du. Unexpectedly, we could meet again here. It's been a few months; Auntie seems to be doing well," Murong Lingran said casually.
Yes, the person before her was Mrs. Du, the one who had stolen the purse at the Embroidery shop last time but was exposed by her.
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