"Woo-woo...woo-woo..."
It wasn't long before several police cars arrived at the South District, scaring customers with disheveled clothes to flee in all directions from a hair salon down the alley opposite the street.
Yan Huan walked out of the pub with Bai Yi and saw Zuo Jiangqin wrapped in a fur shawl, looking rather unwell.
She frowned and glared at her daughter who was looking down before turning her gaze to the smiling young boy next to her.
Zuo Jiangqin's eyes slightly brightened and she said,
"I really appreciate your help, Mr. Yan."
"It's nothing, Auntie, I didn't expect to meet Bai here; I am actually a fan of hers."
Zuo Jiangqin glanced at Bai Yi in surprise, then smiled and said,
"Is that so? Then Auntie will add your contact and make sure to invite you for any activities."
"Sure thing, Auntie."
Zuo Jiangqin happily scanned Yan Huan's [plane], but her expression turned cold again when she turned back to look at Bai Yi.
"Get in the car."
"..."
