Who is Yan Jian?
"Get the hell out here!"
Yan Can looked in the direction of the sound.
A tall, burly man with a fierce appearance was asking a vendor about Yan Jian.
A thick gold chain hangs around his neck, he wears a vest, has a buzz cut, and sports floral armbands.
Wherever he went, people avoided him from afar, as if he were a plague god.
Social person.
We can't afford to mess with them.
Yan Can asked Zong Lian, "Where did you find such a gem? He's practically a walking debt collection machine!"
Zong Lian only heard two words.
"Top quality?"
Isn't he just a big, dumb guy?
Yan Can was still staring into the distance, unaware of Zong Lian's jealous expression.
"His physique, looks, presence, and that dazzling gold chain make him one of the best among thugs."
So this is the best quality.
Zong Lian was relieved.
Seeing that another person had arrived, he asked, "What about this one?"
The new one was much shorter than the big guy, thin and frail, and had a refined demeanor.
Yan Can said, "Top-notch."
Zong Lian: "..."
Another top-quality item?
Cao Wei and Sun Wu followed him for so long, how come he didn't realize it?
At this moment, Sun Wu handed the steaming hot soy milk and fried dough sticks to Cao Wei. After exchanging a few words, the two walked into an alley.
Zong Lian asked, "Do you want to go and take a look?"
Yan Can shook her head, "I'm not going."
After the duo entered the alley, many people who knew their purpose followed them in.
Other busybodies are on their way.
As they walked along the street, they could hear people talking about it.
"Is it another debt collector?"
"These two look like gangsters, they're not to be messed with!"
"The one who is not to be trifled with is the best."
"That's right, it would be best to get rid of this couple, otherwise the debt collectors will come to our door every day to smash things and make a scene, and even the other people won't have a peaceful time."
Everyone agreed in unison.
Yan Can walked by and pulled Zong Lian to the breakfast stall.
Thinking of something, she quickly covered Zong Lian's eyes.
"..."
Zong Lian was puzzled and asked her what was wrong.
Yan Can tiptoed and whispered in Zong Lian's ear, "I'm afraid you won't want to eat it if you see this."
The warm breath brushed against Zong Lian's ears and neck.
It stirred his heart.
Zong Lian thought to himself, "So it was my OCD again."
But it's good that you provoked them.
"Then I won't watch it."
He stood still, letting Yan Can cover his eyes.
Yan Can, however, refused to comply.
"No, my arm is sore. Why don't you carry me instead?"
They were about to let go.
Zong Lian, however, refused.
He grabbed Yan Can's hand while resting his head on her shoulder, almost completely obscuring her.
It looked like an embrace.
Cherish and value it.
After a while, the wraps were ready and it was time to pay, so Yan Can had no choice but to remind him.
"alright."
"Stop being coquettish, I have to pay."
"..."
Zong Lian looked up in astonishment.
behave in a spoiled manner?
"What are you looking at? Or will you pay?"
Yan Can pushed him away and joked, "Can you afford it?"
Zong Lian: "..."
The denomination is too small.
He really couldn't produce it.
"Wait for me."
As Yan Can went to pay, the other people waiting to buy breakfast secretly glanced at Zong Lian.
She's so beautiful.
You're dressed so nicely.
But they couldn't even come up with a few dollars.
Tsk.
Another gigolo who preys on young girls.
After Yan Can paid, Zong Lian turned and left.
She was puzzled.
Why are you walking so fast?
Zong Lian casually remarked, "If we walk faster, we won't get sunburned."
Yan Can looked up and ruthlessly exposed his lie, "There was no sun today, what are you running away from?"
Zong Lian: "..."
You can't say he's escaping a bizarre trial, can you?
But Yan Can quickly noticed something amiss.
Even though they had walked quite a distance, people were still looking this way.
That look in his eyes.
Tsk.
subtle.
Yan Can reacted instantly.
She suppressed a laugh, "You're not a gigolo, what are you feeling guilty about?"
Zong Lian: "..."
He has nothing to be ashamed of.
But his presence alone would inevitably lead to people talking about Yan Can.
Seeing Zong Lian's hesitant expression, Yan Can gently nudged his arm with her elbow.
"Alright, alright, let's put this behind us."
"Let's go over there for breakfast."
She took Zong Lian to a small park.
"It's clean here, and there aren't many people."
"Eat."
Zong Lian asked her if she came here often.
Yan Can said, "This is my first time here."
As soon as they finished speaking, two elderly women who were collecting bottles sat down on a wooden chair not far from them.
The old man with completely white hair sighed.
“I used to yell at that girl when she tried to take the bottle from me. Now that she’s gone, I’m really worried about her. I wonder where she is now.”
Another elderly man, his back hunched, was also sighing.
"If the Yan family girl were here, we two old geezers wouldn't have a chance to pick up these bottles."
Yan Can: "..."
not good.
That backfired.
She tried to get up and leave, but Zong Lian grabbed her hand.
Then the white-haired old man said, "That couple is inhuman. They abuse the young girl all day long. Even if they come back, they will be beaten to death. It's better for them to run away."
Another said, "Yes, it doesn't matter where she goes. She's clever and hardworking, she'll always survive."
The breakfast I have is delicious.
Zong Lian found it tasteless and unappetizing.
Seeing that he had almost finished eating, Yan Can quickly pulled him away.
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