"I've been a bit rude in what I said just now, I'm very sorry. Giving this to you doesn't carry any meaning. Only after you've used the product yourself, you will truly experience whether it is as perfect as you claim. And you are indeed very beautiful, this rose really suits you."
Nora Thompson handed it to her after speaking, a straightforward gaze in her eyes, nodded slightly, said goodbye to her, and left.
Such an attitude is like a spring breeze brushing one's face, making one feel incredibly comfortable.
The counter clerk watched her leave, her manners were remarkably impeccable.
After buying a few necessary small items, going home seemed a bit early, so Nora Thompson was killing time in a coffee shop.
The coffee at home certainly wouldn't be worse than here, but she still loved the quietness of the afternoon coffee shop, and the aroma of coffee wafting throughout the room.
