The middle-aged man's face turned somewhat unpleasant, tightly gripping the piece of paper with the phone number.
Little Pang noticed and his expression became a bit tense.
"Sir, I've already asked a friend to get the phone number for you as you requested, please be sure to give me a good review."
The middle-aged man ignored Little Pang's words, his expression looking worse and worse.
Through this incident, he finally realized that his girlfriend had been lying to him all along, which made him a bit angry.
After helping Little Pang, Ye Chen went back to the delivery point to pick up a package.
Huayuan District.
"Just look at you, apart from work, you stay at home all day and don't get yourself a boyfriend," the middle-aged woman on the sofa said disapprovingly to her daughter.
The girl replied with a smile: "I'm still young, my main focus is on my career; there's no rush yet."
"You're already twenty-nine and not in a rush? Kids of my friends your age already have children."
