Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

As he spoke, he walked over to stand beside Lian Qingyang, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows to look at the man, and said without a trace of respect on his face: "But if you come, I will probably make you a cup of bitter gourd tea or bamboo leaf tea."

The man was smug at the respectful tone and asked, "What kind of tea is this? I'm not picky. Just give me a cup of good Longjing."

Luo Yichen shook his head, a wicked smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and said with a mischievous look in his eyes: "No, 'ordinary' Longjing tea can't cure your bad breath."

Lian Qingyang's brows relaxed, and he turned his head to look at Luo Yichen, ignoring the man's angry jumping around: "Who are you calling bad breath?"

Luo Yichen pulled Lian Qingyang back a step, pointed at the surveillance camera on the left wall, and raised an eyebrow in warning: "The surveillance camera here has a complete video. You know whose place this is, so don't be impulsive! Also, I remember reminding you three years ago that the store is closed during the day. Last time you forced your way in, I didn't bother with you. Do you think I'll let you go so easily this time?"

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and shook it left and right.

"I checked the surveillance video before I came in and saw you attacking my wife with uncivilized language and tone for no reason. You ignored his kind words and knowingly committed the offense, which is a taboo in my store, so I just called the police outside. Although I can't lock you up for a few days, I can at least teach you a lesson so that you don't get into trouble again."

The public security in Yanzhou is still very good, and the police response is also very efficient. They quickly arrived at the door of the store, caught the man red-handed, and kindly asked the two to come over and take a statement.

When the two returned, it was just getting dark. The lights on the North Street side were already brightly lit. Lian Qingyang stood in the doorway, looking out at the deserted street. He turned around and asked in confusion, "Is there no night market here?"

Luo Yichen came out of the lounge wearing a short-sleeved shirt. Lian Qingyang caught sight of his fleeting abdominal muscles. His pupils shrank and he quickly turned his head away.

"Yes, but it's not open often. The last time I went there wasn't long ago. This night market isn't something that ordinary people can come to. Okay, let's go and have a look around North Street."

The two of them opened the door and walked side by side, just as if they were taking a stroll.

"Are you going to work again this afternoon?"

"Yeah, I have a family now. How can I support the two of us if I don't work hard?"

"Then I'll go with you next time, okay? I'll turn into a spirit and follow you, so no one else can see me."

"Tsk, then there has to be some expression, right?"

"...I'll give you half of the lamb kebabs I bought."

"Wow! How generous! I agree."

The night market on North Street is always crowded. As soon as Luo Yichen reached the street corner, he took Lian Qingyang in his arms to prevent them from getting separated. When he was about to reach the stall, he felt someone pulling at the hem of his clothes. He lowered his eyes and saw that it was Lian Qingyang's hand.

Lian Qingyang raised his eyes, looking somewhat embarrassed, and said in a negotiating tone: "Can you buy more? I'm afraid if I buy too little, there won't be enough for you."

"Look at me, I forgot to tell you, your phone is linked to my card, you can just scan the code and pay later, you can buy as much as you want."

Lian Qingyang finally felt relieved and returned to his expressionless look, but his fingers were still clenched on the hem of the person next to him.

After buying the meat skewers, Lian Qingyang insisted on waiting, wanting to eat them as soon as possible. Luo Yichen had no choice but to wait with him. He casually glanced at other stalls, thinking about what to buy later. At a glance, he noticed the stall selling candied haws.

He had come here several times before, but never met the stall owner. This time he finally saw him!