While lost in thought, Veil glanced up and happened to notice Carlin across from him lowering her head with a trace of melancholy.
He took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
"Have you made any progress on finding a new location for the noodle shop?"
Carlin lifted her head, her eyes lighting up.
"My parents already found a spot! It's near the commercial district. A chain snack shop there just closed down."
"We checked it out. The foot traffic is amazing, and there are only restaurants around—no noodle places at all. I think there's definitely a market for it."
"Sounds like a money-making goldmine to me," Veil teased as he slid to sit beside her. He reached over and plucked a small leaf from her hair.
"Guess I'll have to treat our future little rich lady with a bit more respect from now on."
Carlin's cheeks flushed.
