"Brother, let's hurry up, Jinjin's employer has been waiting for a long time!"
Little Bun had 'gold' in his left eye, and 'money' in his right.
It was like a splash of cold water on Tang Wenhuo, who was getting heated up.
Sure enough.
He just knew it.
Little Money Greed, Xiao Yan Gou.
You really live up to your name!
But what else could be done?
Tang Wenhuo gathered his strength, picked Little Bun up, and nodded in agreement.
"Alright, alright, let's go. Where were we headed again?"
As Little Bun provided the address, he glanced at his second brother, who was curled up like a salted fish about to fall asleep, and tried to wave his hand—
"Handsome Brother, Jinjin will come back in the evening to supervise your exercise. Don't fall behind even when you go back to school. Jinjin will confirm the situation with Brother Hai!"
Qi Hai and his gang wouldn't dare to mess with Tang Wenyu, but compared to Tang Wenyu—Tang Jin's words were even more divine to them.
