Zhao Zun's eyes flashed with gratitude. He habitually ruffled Han Lei's head, saying softly, "Girl, it's all thanks to you. Without you, I wouldn't dare to think about that matter."
Han Lei looked up and glared at him, "Hmph! Who knows if I owed you something in a past life."
"Haha." Zhao Zun ruffled even harder, with eyes full of indulgence. "Owing me is great, preferably for a lifetime without clearing the debt. Hehe."
"Annoying!" Han Lei looked up at the sky speechlessly.
At this moment, Mr. Meng and Zhang Ergou drove over with three-wheeler motorbikes, laughing.
"Hahaha. Princess Consort, these three-wheelers are really great. Can you give me one?"
Zhang Ergou jumped off the three-wheeler, looking at Han Lei with a face full of pleading.
Seeing Zhang Ergou seize the opportunity, Mr. Meng quickly opened his mouth to ask for one as well.
"Princess Consort, you can't only give him and not me, I want one too."
