Lin Nianhe finally went out for some fresh air, but the eldest senior brother wasn't as lucky because he wasn't in the way there.
She sighed upon leaving the door, rubbed the slightly congested chest, and took a deep breath several times before adjusting her mood.
Wang Shumei and their trio were still next to the soda stand, standing in a row, gazing at the person beside them eating an ice popsicle.
Lin Nianhe walked over and followed their gaze, involuntarily uttering a comment about fate in her mind.
The one gobbling down four popsicles right next to the stall was none other than the big brother who had just shown Lin Nianhe the way, the favorite nephew of Chang Jinzhong.
He bit off the last mouthful of the ice, wiped his mouth, and turned his head to see Lin Nianhe.
"Hey, kid."
He grinned, beaming with a smile, showing no signs of changing his appellation after being called 'Uncle' by Lin Nianhe just earlier.
