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The next day, I woke up and looked at the already cold bed, thinking to myself that this guy really ran off quickly.
Seeing Fatty waiting outside for me, I suddenly remembered that today was the day my little kitchen would be open for business.
I waved at Fatty and hurriedly grabbed my toiletries, rushing towards the Public Restroom. However, there were always annoying guys around, like a swarm of flies that just wouldn't go away.
Looking at the disgusting guy in front of me and the group of thugs behind him who looked like mismatched fruits, I was speechless.
Why is it that every day someone comes looking for trouble? Have I been too quiet lately?
"Get out of the way."
I impatiently spoke to the person blocking my path.
"You’re Second Sister, right? I wonder if you remember me?"
I sized up the skinny monkey-like man in front of me. To be honest, I did have some impression of him; wasn't he the Ugly Guy I had beaten up a few days ago? But whether he remembered or not didn't matter to me; it would just make me lose face.
"I don't remember you. You're too ugly; don't stand in front of me and ruin my mood this early in the morning."
I directly walked around him, but there are always some people who lack awareness.
"You're asking for it! Brothers, get him! It's all because of you that Scar Brother won't let me follow him anymore!"
I watched as the ugly man charged towards me while babbling, swinging his fists. I simply sidestepped to avoid him.
Watching the Ugly Guy who had failed to maintain his balance and ended up kissing the ground, I shook my head in disbelief. With such a level of skill, he dared to provoke me; clearly, I had been too restrained.
Seeing their leader fall, the others immediately scattered.
I looked at the man on the ground groaning in pain and said helplessly, "If you spent your days doing something productive instead of trying to challenge me, you wouldn't be here getting beaten up."
"You, you!"
I glanced at him, who was struggling to speak clearly after losing a few teeth from the fall. I shook my head in resignation and turned to leave.
After washing up, I saw the Chubby Kid still waiting for me. I patted him on the shoulder.
"Are you getting anxious waiting?"
"No, no," Chubby Kid replied with a dazed shake of his head.
"Alright then, let's go prepare the food."
I looked at the steaming basket of buns and the porridge wafting delicious aromas from over there, nodding in satisfaction.
That's good; let's pack it up.
"Okay, Second Sister."
Following Chubby Kid, we each took our tasks—one plating and the other packing buns. Before long, we had everything ready.
It’s almost time; once they start serving food over there, we can open our window as well.
"Alright, Second Sister."
I opened the window and looked at the long line. I nodded in satisfaction; as always, the first in line was the Scarred Man. However, unlike last time, this time the Scarred Man sincerely said, "Second Sister, I promise there will be no cutting in line this time."
I glanced behind him, and everyone silently nodded. Only then did I hand over the lunchbox to him. After that, I knocked on the box next to me and watched as he dropped a note into it before nodding in satisfaction.
That's right; at my window, everyone needs to exchange their own story for food. Otherwise, what’s the point of going through so much trouble to get to a cooking window?
Once the first person was sent off, the next was a man who said, "Second Sister, here is my story."
The man's eyes were filled with amusement, but I simply tossed the lunchbox into his hands and called out, "Next."
As I watched the last person in line approach, I closed the window and brought the box inside. Looking at the Chubby Kid enjoying his meal in the kitchen, I shook my head helplessly. "Eat slowly; no one is competing with you."
"Hehe,"
I watched him scratch his head foolishly and shook my head. I had only recently learned that this Chubby Kid was actually sent by her boyfriend to protect her.
No wonder he treated her so well. Thinking of that man, I shook my head; he truly had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
"Second Sister, two people here are lying."
Saying this, he handed me two pieces of paper.
I looked at the two sheets of paper laid out in front of me, Scarred Man and that strange man. Just as I had thought, they were definitely not ordinary Criminals.
"What should we do now? Should we tell Brother Ji to catch them?"
Chubby Kid took another bite of his bun and spoke seriously.
"No, let's not say anything for now."
I thought for a moment and said, if she wasn't mistaken, that person had already suspected her. If we suddenly involved the police now, it might drive them into a corner.
At that point, it would be very difficult for us to obtain what we wanted.
"Put away these two sheets of paper and burn everything else. I'll head back to work now. Don't act rashly until you hear from me."
I stepped onto the sewing machine, watching Scarred Man, who was flattering me while surrounding me, along with the elegant man beside him.
"Are you asking me to help you deliver a letter?"
I met his gaze and said calmly, "Do you really believe I can get this letter delivered?"
I toyed with the envelope, noticing the big guy's expression darken suddenly at my words. I smiled and asked, "Have you had enough of pretending?"
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