Seeing Jing Li coming over, the vendor poked his head out of the shop and said, "Xiao Li is going out today. Would you like to come over and sit down and have some tea?"
Jing Li just wanted to take the little fish cub for a walk by the lake. Just as he was about to shake his head, he heard someone at the stall exclaim, "Did you see that? The Jiangling tabloid said they know the true identity of 'Mr. Zhao Li'!"
Jing Li tilted his head to look.
The man looked familiar, he should be a neighbor living nearby.
He was holding a tabloid in his hand.
The tabloid was called the Jiangling Tabloid, and it was published every five days, covering all the news happening in the city. While nominally privately run, it was actually backed by the government and was highly regarded by the city's residents.
Jing Li didn't have the habit of reading newspapers before, so after hearing what he said, he became interested: "What does it say?"
"Look here." The man simply spread out the tabloid and pointed it at Jing Li. "The author of this article said that he recently interviewed many people and has basically figured out Mr. Zhao Li's true identity. He will make it public soon."
"Tsk, who wouldn't say that?"
Someone at the next table interjected, "Over the past month, I've heard countless people claim to know Mr. Zhao Li's true identity, but the truth is, there's still no sign of him."
"Actually, I think so too." The man reading the newspaper also chuckled and said, "And look at the author. His name is Qingshan Jun. I've never heard of him before. I don't even know where he came from."
"Isn't that what you wrote on purpose to attract attention?"
“That’s right!”
Everyone was talking at once, but a clear young voice interrupted, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Jing Li looked over with a gentle voice.
He was a handsome young man, about the same age as Jing Li, with very fair skin and slightly feminine features.
But there is no cinnabar mole on the face.
Shuang'er's mole isn't always on the face, so it can't be used to determine the person's gender. But judging by the person's appearance and voice, Jing Li could almost conclude that this person was a Shuang'er. WwWx520xs.
The young man sat at a seat on the outside of the teahouse, with a pot of tea and some cakes wrapped in oil paper in front of him. It seemed that he had been sitting here for a long time.
It's just that he was so quiet that no one noticed him.
The person who had just raised the question asked, "How do you know we are talking nonsense?"
The boy's cheeks flushed red when he was asked this question: "You don't know the truth of the matter, what else can you say except nonsense?"
"Oh? So you know now?" the man asked. "Are you Qingshan Jun, or are you actually Mr. Zhaoli?"
"I... I'm not..." The boy hurriedly avoided the sight and said in a low voice.
Everyone snorted, laughed for a while, and then ignored him.
Jing Li also didn't take this matter to heart and was about to take the little fish away.
But the latter did not move.
The kid stood there, looking at the exquisite pastries that the boy spread out on the table, and blinked innocently at Jing Li.
Jing Li had never seen those pastries in the capital city. Each one was small and exquisite, crystal clear, and skillfully molded into the shape of a little rabbit. They looked delicious.
Jing Li couldn't help but swallowed subconsciously.
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