The owner never imagined that life's breakdown started with selling buns.
Even Zhen Nan has a Lu Zhixia?
If you want to fight, just do it. Don't come up with so many excuses.
Beep beep.
"I scanned it." Jiang Nian, carrying buns, strutted away, "Boss, may your business prosper."
Owner: "..."
Looking again, the figure has already disappeared at the end of the road.
Lu... no, Jiang Nian entered the school gate.
Only the senior students have extra classes on Sundays, and the school workers are off duty. It's slippery and chilly in the morning.
Damn, getting a taste of a hard-working life in advance.
"Morning, Fangfang."
"Mm..." Huang Fang turned her head and was stunned seeing Jiang Nian's outfit, "It's so cold today, and you're wearing so little?"
"Not really." Jiang Nian zipped up with a hissing sound, "I still saw someone wearing short sleeves yesterday."
"Fiery Battle God, so cool."
