It was just after four in the afternoon, and as closing time approached, there weren't many customers in the bank, just eight or nine individuals.
An Yiqing sat on the couch, reading a newspaper while waiting for Ruan Xue and Gu Tingting to return.
"Cough cough! Cough! Cough cough!"
"Madam, please take it slowly. Oh! Really, I told you not to come out, but you're so stubborn."
"Today is Niuniu's birthday. Every year on this day, I deposit some money for Niuniu's dowry, even though she now... "
For some reason, upon hearing this gentle and frail voice, An Yiqing couldn't help but turn her head towards the direction of the woman.
