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Tang Li left the film set after finishing her scene. As the nanny car drove a short distance away, she got off, and didn’t let Yu Sui follow her. She put on sunglasses and a mask, pulled a baseball cap low over her head, and hailed a taxi by the roadside.

Ancient items from National Square have already topped Weibo’s trending list.

Tang Li headed to the new comrcial area in the west of the city.

The area is also a comrcial zone, but compared to the city center, the west side is less crowded.

At a bank counter, Tang Li withdrew 150,000 in cash. She stuffed the black plastic bag into her Speedy handbag, slung it across her shoulder, and got up to leave.

Just like last ti, she found a locker to store the cash, then sent a text to notify the bar owner.

After doing all this, Tang Li wasn’t in a hurry to return to the Lai Family.

She scanned the QR code at a vending machine and got a can of Sprite, then stood in the corner and started to drink.

She hadn’t taken more than two sips when she saw a car parked across the street.

Tang Li recognized the person getting out imdiately.

It was the driver from Tan Palace.

In such hot weather, the black suit the driver was wearing was quite distinctive.

Moreover, this driver had given her a ride once.

Tang Li glanced at the store opposite, where the car was parked right in front of a pet café.

The driver had already opened the rear door.

Then Tang Li saw an old acquaintance.

Song Jingtian’s small feet in leather shoes made a little twist in the air before touching the ground (because they’re short). Once stabilized on the roadside, he turned around, bent over and climbed into the car. When he straightened up, Little Fatty had a black long-handled umbrella in his hand.

Little guy didn’t open it, just tucked the umbrella under his arm.

Watching Song Jingtian enter the pet café, Tang Li also crossed the street as the light turned green.

As Tang Li reached the entrance of the pet café, the sound of a wind chi rang out, and Song Jingtian ca out from inside.

The little guy was carrying a portable pet crate with both hands, looking sowhat strained. The black umbrella was still under his arm, and he was cautiously descending the steps.

The driver stood by the car, ready to step forward and assist.

But soone beat him to it.

As Song Jingtian stepped down the stairs, the pet crate was taken by soone.

Turning his head, he saw Tang Li’s smiling face.

Tang Li assud he had bought a cat, but upon taking the crate, felt an arm nearly dislocate. Looking down, she t the eyes of the dog inside: "..."

The Corgi lay in the crate, panting with its tongue out.

Tang Li lifted her head and asked Song Jingtian, "What are you doing with Tiger Whip here?"

"Apart from working, what else can I do?"

The little guy was still arrogant.

Tang Li glanced at the umbrella under his arm and recognized it as a ten thousand yuan model from Rolls Royce, "Soone like you, we gave him a title. Want to know what it is?"

Song Jingtian looked askance, curious yet reserved, "What title?"

"Skin Peeler." Tang Li said, "Your surna is Song, we can call you Song Skin Peeler."

Song Jingtian: "!"

At this mont, the sound of gold coins dropping was heard.

Coming from the little guy’s smartwatch.

Imdiately following was a graceful female voice: "Your Alipay account has received 50 yuan, please check!"

Tang Li looked at Song Jingtian, who turned his head skyward.

Due to Song Jingtian’s special identity, he couldn’t stay outside for long. Tang Li handed the pet crate to the driver, patted the little guy’s head, and urged him to get in the car.

"What about you?" The little guy twisted his head to ask her, "Aren’t you coming back to Tan Palace with ?"

"I have so matters to handle at ho."

"What matters?"

The little guy had a determined stance of needing to know everything.

Just as Tang Li was about to answer him, her peripheral vision was drawn to the second floor of the café opposite.

Song Jingtian followed her gaze to see a mother and daughter seated with a middle-aged man by the window on the second floor, seemingly discussing sothing, and there were quite a few papers spread out on the table.

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