Chen Yuan: "..."
"You're really something, you know that?"
"Isn't this all because of your influence, Brother Yuan?" Wang Ping chuckled.
"Alright, we won't patrol today, head home early." Chen Yuan patted Wang Ping's shoulder.
Wang Ping's face fell, and he said urgently:
"What's so fun about going home? My dad's probably at Widow Ma's place again. How about it, Brother Yuan, shall we head to Yanyu Building? My dad said the new batch of girls there is particularly nice, not to mention Little Yue. Don't you want to meet her?"
"We can celebrate your promotion to arrest officer, I'll foot the bill," Wang Ping patted his chest.
Chen Yuan gave Wang Ping a speechless look:
"Would you cool it for a second?"
"Do you have anything other than girls on your mind?"
Wang Ping was silent for a moment, then nodded emphatically.
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The hour of the Dog, third quarter.
