When Ye Feng grabbed the wrist of the middle-aged woman, both the middle-aged woman and Zhang Zihan froze!
"Young man, what's the matter?" The middle-aged woman smiled kindly, looking very friendly!
Zhang Zihan kept her head down, afraid of being recognized. But when she saw Ye Feng's actions, she was equally stunned!
Ye Feng smiled slightly, glanced at the two plates of fried noodles on the table, and then squinted at the middle-aged woman:
"Boss lady, making fried noodles is hard work! These two plates of noodles are for you, don't worry, we'll pay!"
Ye Feng's words made the boss lady's sallow face twitch slightly, she then laughed:
"Hehe... Young man, don't joke! You eat slowly, I'll attend to other customers!"
As she spoke, the boss lady wanted to leave quickly, but Ye Feng wouldn't let her go. His grip tightened, causing her wrist to ache and halting her steps:
"Boss lady, what's the hurry? Eat the fried noodles before you go!"
