I Transmigrated as the Antagonists' Mother!

"Madam, do these dishes not suit your taste?"

Vivian was lost in her thoughts when she was scared out of her wits by the waiter's question and exclaimed in a low voice.

Realizing her voice, Vivian quickly closed her lips, sat up straight, and patted her chest.

The waiter was a little panicked when she saw that she had gotten into trouble. "Madam, I'm sorry for scaring you! I'm sorry!"

Vivian noticed that the conversation next door had stopped, and someone was looking at the back of her head. Vivian's intuition told her that the owner of this gaze was Bruno, and her heart instantly rose to her throat.

The waiter was still talking at the side, and Vivian quickly gestured in front of her, even deliberately making a big gesture, for fear that others would not know that she could not speak.

The waiter was the one who had been in charge of ordering Vivian's food. He was confused by Vivian's reaction, but his expression did not change at all, and he smiled showing his eight teeth.

Vivian felt the sight behind her head disappear, and she let out a soft breath. Her eyes lit up when she saw the lemon water beside her hand. She wet her finger and wrote on the table, 'My throat hurts, wrap it up.'

Although the waitress was confused, her professional service quality told her that the more she talked, the more complaints she would receive. The less she talked, the safer she would be. She just had to do as she was told.

Vivian was not in the mood to stay any longer. If she was found out by a certain someone, she would become the one who could not escape.

The waiter quickly packed the takeaway boxes and bags and handed them to Vivian with both hands.

After Vivian took it, she stood up with a slightly hunched back and her neck slightly tilted forward. She did not dare to turn sideways and leave the table like a normal person. Instead, she moved directly to the aisle and then walked to the door. When she walked, her waist and buttocks were slightly exaggerated from left to right. It was like a different person from the elegant posture when she came in. The waiter almost could not keep her smile.

Bruno happened to look up, and a trace of curiosity appeared in his eyes. He didn't expect there to be a woman with such a bad physique. But soon, his attention was pulled back by the crying complaints of the woman in front of him.

Vivian had never felt so embarrassed in her life. After leaving the restaurant, she immediately walked in the opposite direction. When she turned into another road, she completely relaxed and returned to her normal posture.

Vivian first found a clothing store on the street and quickly bought a hat with a veil to increase her sense of security.

She could not find a place to eat the food in her hand, so Vivian simply bought a piece of bread. Looking at the middle-aged woman who was holding the bread, she had an idea. "Madam, I want to ask you, are there any empty shops along the street in the city center? "

The people who paid the most attention to gossip were the middle-aged and elderly women. Their enthusiasm and inquisitiveness often allowed them to have unexpected news.

Sure enough, the middle-aged woman immediately gave effective feedback, "Yes! Turn left and turn right at the first junction. There's a room about 100 meters ahead. I pass by it every day after work and it's been empty for a few months."

Vivian's eyes brightened. "Do you know why it's empty? "

The middle-aged woman tutted. "The price is high. The shops in the city center don't have to worry about rent. I saw that they haven't been rented out for a few months, so I asked out of curiosity. They said that it's 10000 Yuan a month."

When Vivian heard this, she inquired about the rental standards in the vicinity and then gave the middle-aged woman a large sum of money as her consultation fee.

Vivian followed the middle-aged woman's guidance and found the shop after walking for about ten minutes.

This area was not as lively as the street they had just eaten from, and the shops next to it were also slightly quaint, but Vivian was very satisfied.

There were some high-end clothing, shoes, and hat shops around, as well as century-old shops in various industries. This is perhaps what people meant by low-key luxury!

Vivian saw the contact number for renting an empty shop on the door. She used her mobile phone to dial the number. The owner of the house was nearby and would rush over soon.

The owner was a man in his thirties. He was a little surprised to see Vivian, wondering if she could afford to rent his shop at such a young age. But his expression quickly returned to normal.