One of the single rooms they booked was this loft.

The owner of the B&B is Miranda Hall, a widow who took her late husband's surname. If you guessed correctly, the woman in front of you is Miranda.

"Come with me, you are the first guests recently."

Miranda walked slowly around the counter.

She wore a dark warm long skirt that went down to her ankles, and a dark purple waistcoat on her upper body. Miranda's clothes were all in low-saturation colors, but she had very exaggerated bright pink manicure on her hands, which was very abrupt.

"We are the first batch of customers recently? Is business not good?"

Zhong Ruiqing followed Miranda upstairs.

"It's not safe lately. Rich people are staying in hotels. Only people like you will stay in a B&B for a month." Miranda showed no respect for them as guests.

Mrs. Miranda Hall is a maximalist and even puts trinkets on the corners of her stairs.

There are green plants on the windowsill next to the stairs, facing the street through the window.

That day, Su stretched her neck and looked out. There was a cozy cafe across the street. Two customers happened to be sitting next to its floor-to-ceiling windows. The green plants blocked the people who had their backs to them, and their gray hair was faintly exposed.

As for the person sitting opposite him, Risu couldn't help but look at him twice.

The woman had short golden hair and a very elegant appearance, but she was sitting there in a very casual posture. This woman was extremely beautiful, and seeing her was like seeing Tang Shu, giving me a strong sense of unreality.

Miranda closed her waistcoat and was very unhappy with Ri Su's behavior of looking around.

"Don't look around. Even if you have no knowledge, you should learn to hide it." Miranda complained.

That day Risu wanted to refute, but thought better of it.

He leaned close to Zhong Ruiqing's ear and whispered: "There are defective people in this city."
Chapter completed!