"Are you Momo's friend?"
Peng Yuqiu was so taken aback by his smile that goosebumps raised all over him, so he subconsciously nodded.
"Come on in, they're inside." The bald man invited Peng Yuqiu in and then introduced himself, "Just call me Brother Qiang."
"I'm Peng Yuqiu."
Peng Yuqiu introduced himself in return.
So, the bald man directly called him "Little Peng."
Peng Yuqiu felt a bit disheartened and rubbed his nose.
One "Momo," one "Little Peng," it felt like he was a generation lower than Mo Shangjun.
A typical three-bedroom, two-living room home, Brother Qiang and his wife were both at home, their child was at a boarding school and hadn't returned. Brother Qiang's wife was busy carrying out fruit, and after Brother Qiang said a few words to her, she turned and went into a room.
