"Xiao Yan, it hasn't even been seven days yet…"
"I won't let go until you promise me."
Li Zhiyan held Zhao Shumin's waist tightly, refusing to loosen his grip until she agreed.
"Alright… alright, Aunt promises you."
Zhao Shumin said, trembling.
"Thank you, Aunt!"
"Let's go."
"Xiao Yan, we're out of it. Later, you can buy a box."
"Got it, Aunt."
After buying a box of something at a roadside convenience store, Li Zhiyan returned to Aunt Zhao's side and tucked it into her pocket.
"Xiao Yan, what are you doing? You could just carry it yourself."
"Aunt, don't be shy. No one will see it."
Zhao Shumin's face reddened even more.
"Aunt Zhao, I'm certain now. Zhao Liang moving in next door wasn't a coincidence; it must have been Shang Shunsheng who sold your address to Zhao Liang."
Zhao Shumin's heart sank further with disappointment.
"Maybe, but I don't care about him anymore."
