"What are you doing here?" Zhou Shanping frowned, "If you're not there and a customer comes, what then? Hurry back and have the others bring the rest over."
"Yes." Qin Mei could only swallow the words she had and smiled awkwardly at Zhou Mikang before nodding at Chuxia, who was sitting in the car watching her, then she jogged back to the supply building.
"Uncle, does she like you?" Zhou Mikang asked with a furrowed brow.
"Cough!... Cough! Cough!..." Before Zhou Shanping could react, Chuxia was the one who choked on her own saliva.
"Do you think I'm so dumb that I can't see it?" Zhou Mikang gave Chuxia a glare, took a cup filled with water from beside the driver's seat, and handed it to her, before turning her gaze back to Zhou Shanping, "Uncle, you and Auntie just divorced a month ago, are you really in such a rush to find trouble?"
