The crisp potato chips skidded past the man's clothes and crashed to the floor.
Mu Chen took a step forward, protecting Shanshan behind him, his gaze cool and concentrated as he looked towards the shadow hiding behind the shelves.
The man clicked his tongue and slowly emerged from behind the shelf, "Shanshan, it's been a while, and you've become quite bold, haven't you?"
No matter how time passed, the man's handsome face remained unchanged, the only difference being he now had less youthful exuberance and more maturity and steadiness.
Graceful as a lily, handsome and gentle, it was Jian Luo.
"Uncle," Shanshan exclaimed in surprise, thinking back to her words just moments ago, she fell silent.
"Shanshan, haven't I treated you well, that you greet me with a 'get lost' as soon as you see me?" Jian Luo teased.
