"Master Xu, take care."
"I'll compile the information you need and send it to you."
The off-road vehicle drove directly to the entrance of the funeral store.
Xu Yang got out of the car, feeling light on his feet and walking with a sense of floating, head held high and chest puffed out as he stepped into the store.
"Master Xu, you're back?"
Behind the counter, Yang Yin was holding a calculator, resetting it repeatedly with pressing buttons non-stop.
"Mhmm."
Xu Yang responded with a hum and casually asked as he sat down confidently, "Where's Shishi?"
"Shishi is upstairs watching a TV show..."
Yang Yin looked up, carefully examining Xu Yang for a few moments, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
Why did it feel...
Like he was different somehow?
His whole body seemed to radiate an aura of confidence!
For a moment, Yang Yin was awestruck, completely lovesick.
