Zhang Changjiang left, carrying a friendly glow.
Lin Nianhe only spoke after they had walked away: "You two can come out now."
Wen Lan jumped out from behind the wall, holding a shovel. She stared eagerly in the direction Zhang Changjiang had left and asked, "Hezi, should I chase after them now and knock them into the ditch?"
Wang Shumei grabbed her restless little hand and asked Lin Nianhe, frowning, "What's going on? Who are they?"
They had not dared to get too close just now and only heard the man say "not suitable" several times, without knowing what exactly was unsuitable.
"It's a bit hard to judge this person…"
Lin Nianhe looked at the money in her hand, "He might be scattering wealth."
She remembered the emphasis Zhang Changjiang made and added, "Or maybe he's considering suicide."
Wang Shumei: "...?"
Wen Lan: "...!"
