Time quickly proceeded into winter, and the gift shop introduced a new batch of medicinal wines for winter nourishment. Lin Xiaoguai was counting inventory in the store when Jiang Xiaomei hurried in, looking flustered.
"What's the rush?" Lin Xiaoguai asked in surprise, seeing the sweat on her forehead.
Jiang Xiaomei leaned on her knees, panting, "Is Yiyi, is Yiyi here with you?"
"Yiyi? No, why?" Lin Xiaoguai was taken aback.
"Where on earth could he have gone?" Jiang Xiaomei was both angry and anxious.
"What exactly happened? Stop beating around the bush and tell me," Lin Xiaoguai said, pulling her to talk.
