95 Peaceful Siblings

"Don't switch it off!"

"Don't switch it off!"

"Please, can you give me another cake? I can pay more, no matter how much!"

Chen Zhi glanced at the time on her watch. It was already 23:31 pm. Anxiety appeared on her face.

She pushed the door open eagerly and ran out, her long legs running fast. Just as the last brightly lit cake shop on the street corner was about to close their doors, two hands blocked her way.

She pressed her palms together and said.

The owner of the cake shop was a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties. He glanced at Chen Zhi and stepped aside.

"What do you want to write?"

"Just write 'Happy birthday, Brother!'"

Chen Zhi looked at the time and replied.

"Thank you, Uncle."

Under the night sky, in a black sedan with flashing headlights, Zuo Jing, who was close to the combat power of an AA agent, looked at Chen Zhi, who was rushing toward the staircase.