"Milk powder? Yes, yes, come, follow me inside."
The round-faced lady smiled warmly and grabbed Lin Nianhe's wrist, pulling her into the alley.
The short man muttered softly from behind, "Big sister, she didn't pay the entrance fee..."
Before he could finish, he got hit by the silver-haired man again, and his mouth was covered.
The round-faced lady could have ignored this comment, but she stopped, squinted her phoenix eyes at the short man, and said half-smiling, "What? Does my sister have to pay to see me now? Was this your idea, or Old Bai's idea?"
The silver-haired man covered the short man's mouth, nodding and bowing, "Big sister, it's his dumb brain; heh heh...don't mind him, big sister." After saying that, he kicked the short man.
The round-faced lady snorted coldly and pulled Lin Nianhe further into the alley.
