Who is he?
This thing was addictive to do. Song Yueqin had been right before, but in the end, the past few days were too much for them to bear.
"I'll make it quick! We'll finish in half an hour. Once I leave, who would know!" Yang Erdan said.
"No worries. They won't be back any time soon. Today we have enough time to be tender; no need to suffer in the cold wind on hard rocks."
"Okay. I'll listen to you."
Qin Fen was riding his bike halfway there when he suddenly remembered that after buying things, he had not a single penny on him.
During the festive period, if he met children from his buddies' homes, it would look very bad for him not to carry some money being an uncle.
It's just a matter of a few minutes, better to go back and grab some money.
So, Qin Fen rode his bike back home.
He stopped his bike at the entrance and went straight into the yard.
He had only walked a few steps when he heard voices coming from the house.
"Why the rush? He won't be back anytime soon."