The next morning, Chen Che came to the Pill Shop.
As soon as Chen Che looked up, he was met with Meng Qingxuan's resentful gaze. Clearly, she was still angry about him rejecting her invitation to the gathering yesterday.
He ignored her and walked past. With the backing of her family, the young lady could live a life free of worry, wander about all day, and hold tea parties when she was bored. He, on the other hand, had to earn money for his Cultivation.
"This shop's tofu pudding is surprisingly good..."
Ding Fei was leaning on the counter, cradling a bowl of tofu pudding.
It wasn't just him.
Even Zhao Deyou and Zhao Changping were eating it.
Chen Che's expression remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but wonder to himself:
'This is bizarre. What is he playing at?'
Xiao Chan hadn't left.
He was still running his tofu pudding stall, acting as if he planned to settle down in the Market for good.
"Brother!"
