The spring breeze blew gently, and although the sun had set, the neon lights along the street added a different charm to the city.
Viola Thompson leisurely rode her bicycle.
The lights stretched her shadow a bit long.
At that moment, she noticed a moped parked by the side of the road.
Viola slightly frowned and stopped her bicycle, moving the moped to the non-motor vehicle parking area across the street.
The moped was locked.
Viola wasn't in a hurry. She took a small black hairpin from her hair.
Click.
And just like that, the lock was opened.
On the opposite side of the street.
A young couple was walking.
"Uncle, aren't you too stingy! A one-yuan instant coffee, and you actually gave it to me!"
The woman took a sip of the instant coffee in her cup, her face full of disbelief.
By her side was none other than the man known as the most frugal in Capital City, the 9th son of the White family.
The young woman was the daughter of Mr. White's sister.
Flora Tiarks.
