Nana Monty was used to being stared at, walking forward with an unchanged expression.
After all, Jayden Maguire was new in town and wanted to leave a good impression on Nana Monty's neighbors, proactively greeting the elderly folks.
"Hello, Uncle, Auntie, I'm Nana's husband. Please look after us from now on."
Although Jayden Maguire didn't smoke, he often carried a pack or two in his pocket. He quickly fished out some cigarettes from his pocket to share with the elderly.
"Uncle, have a smoke."
He even helped light the cigarettes for them.
An old man took a drag from Jayden Maguire's cigarette and said, "This cigarette is too mild, doesn't have a strong kick. The stronger ones are better to smoke; don't buy these cheap ones next time."
"Yes, yes."
Jayden Maguire's attitude was excellent, nodding humbly.
The old men didn't know what brand Jayden Maguire had given them, as they'd never seen or heard of them before, assuming they weren't anything special.
