Yang Fan had completely conquered Zhang Yulan with his own extremely solid skills.
When the two exchanged WeChat details and Yang Fan was about to leave, the woman hardly held back her tears, her large eyes filled with reluctance.
Although Yang Fan didn't plan to take anything, Zhang Yulan still forcefully stuffed two bottles of Maozi and that pile of cell phones into Yang Fan's second-hand three-wheeler.
Initially, Yang Fan was quite resistant internally.
In the past few days, being fed by Zhu Shanshan had made sister-in-law and Little Mother somewhat suspect he was being kept by someone.
But when Zhang Yulan pulled out a stack of money and gave Yang Fan a choice, he silently accepted those items.
Even though Zhang Yulan had been clamoring to pay him before they had even begun, Yang Fan had indeed thought the same.
But now, he wanted something more long-term and didn't want these mere immediate benefits.
