Jiang Azi watched from the side and shook his head.

She knew about the Chu family's reunion.

They naturally knew that Chu Lixiong had come looking for a scolding.

at first.

She was skeptical of the Chu family's attitude.

Now?

She was genuinely happy for Yan Jiu, after all, Yan Jiu needed family more than she did.

·

In the time that follows.

Yan Jiu still did not handle the funeral arrangements for the five-star detective.

She unwrapped the gifts one by one.

It's so complicated to take apart.

That night.

After Yan Jiu carefully arranged the 18 gifts.

I just remembered "Five-Star Detective".

She was somewhat puzzled.

Yan Jiu stepped out of the attic and looked at the crematorium mourning hall in the northwest: "Where is my huge reward?"

System: [The host needs to provide a complete funeral service, at least ensuring the client is properly laid to rest.]

Reward calculations are usually very strict.

The system explained cautiously.

Fearing that Yan Jiu would be angry.

Unexpectedly, Yan Jiu nodded and that was the end of the story.

For the next two days.

Yan Jiu was calculating both expenses and income.

But the more she calculated, the more confused she became.

I might as well just give up and stop caring.

Treat yourself to some delicious food.

But I never expected it.

en route.

They might be attacked on their "young" minds by strangers' phone calls.

"Who gave you permission to leave the company and start your own livestreaming business? Someone as useless as you, could you have gotten this far without the company supporting you? Hey, are you dead? Didn't you hear me?!"

At the stinky tofu stall at the end of the street.

Yan Jiu pretended to be scared and hung up the irritable voice on the phone: "Auntie, give me a serving of stinky tofu, no cilantro."

The stall owner nodded.

During this period.

The phone kept ringing with Yan Jiu's agent's voice.

"So what if you're ostracized by the other members of the girl group? How can you grow without pressure? I think you're just being dramatic!"

Yan Jiu gracefully bit into the juicy black stinky tofu, savoring its soft, savory, and spicy flavor.

The stall owner looked at Yan Jiu in a daze.

She felt that the stunningly handsome man in front of her looked exactly like one of the livestreamers her daughter had recently started following.

But.

Does that streamer like to eat stinky tofu?

At this moment.

Yan Jiu's phone emitted another roar.

"Yan Jiu, you get the hell back to the company right now! I'll show you what I'm made of!"

Yan Jiu leisurely wiped his mouth.

Only then did he pick up his phone.

Yan Jiu's fox-like eyes crinkled with laughter: "Young man, your idea is very cruel and punishable. It's worth a pair of silver bracelets and two meters of grass growing on your grave."

Perhaps it was Yan Jiu's sudden voice that startled the manager, who was momentarily stunned.

After the agent realized what was happening...

Yan Jiu had already hung up the phone and blocked the number.

She smiled slyly.

Talking to oneself.

"Did I forget to remind him that he's currently facing jail time? Oh dear, I'm getting senile!"

The stall owner auntie: "..." Is this how you use "old and senile"?