From now on, all of you will be around me honestly. Apart from money, don’t ask for time and energy from the sponsor - are you also the pretty boy I support? Why do you follow their rules? If you don’t like it, just tell me!"

Lao Yang: "..."

After hearing Mr. Yang's rebellious words, the disciples of the Beggar Clan next to him shrank their necks and shoulders, not daring to say anything. They saw Lao Yang's "old white face" that had been smoked over and over turned from black to red, then from red to blue, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore.

, raised the dog-beating stick and whipped it at Yang Yifan: "What a shame! Are you talking humanly? You unfilial thing!"

Gan Qing quickly moved away to make room for these two, so as not to affect the old man's thirty-six-way dog-beating stick technique. He put his pocket in his pocket and walked out.

She really likes No. 110 Yard, it's full of excitement, bright and cheerful... the most important thing is that it's cheap.

pity……

It's probably not convenient to stay at Boss Meng's place anymore, so I might need to change my job.

What can I do?

Fortunately, as the New Year is approaching, there is a shortage of people everywhere in Yanning. It shouldn't be difficult to find a place to work as a waiter. You can just make do with it first.

Gan Qing walked out of the hospital building and was swept up by the northwest wind. She let out a breath of white air and felt that she had been too comfortable and squeamish in the past six months, and she was actually a little melancholy.

People like her, who live a life of no fixed abode, are just a little cleaner and more respectable than the homeless people on the roadside.

"I forgot my roots." Gan Qing thought rather self-deprecatingly.

At this time, she saw a car rushing into the parking lot. Before it could stop, a familiar person rushed out and went straight to the police car parked there.

Yu Yan was on the phone with colleagues near the fire scene. Yu Lanchuan rushed up out of breath and grabbed him: "Where are the people?"

Yu Yan: "What?"

Yu Lanchuan: "Gan Qing!"

"...Hey." Someone not far away agreed hesitantly, "Master Xiao Yu, I seem to hear you calling me?"

Yu Lanchuan turned his head suddenly, his knees softened, and he staggered.

Yu Yan grabbed him and said, "Did you get hypoglycemia from working overtime? Then go back and lie down. What are you doing here?"

Yu Lanchuan shook him off.

Gan Qing stood loosely a few meters away from him, with his pockets inserted. His coat had gone somewhere, and he was wearing a dusty cotton vest underneath, which was very rusty. Although his face was wiped clean, some of his hair was a bit burnt.

, still looking disgraced, she carried this image and ran into his sight recklessly.

For some reason, Yu Lanchuan's heart rate, which was soaring all the way, not only did not drop, but instead climbed up one notch.

Gan Qing was made uncomfortable by his long gaze, and thought she had something on her face, so she raised her sleeves and wiped her face carelessly. Only then did Yu Lanchuan's eyes slowly fall on her bandaged right hand.

Gan Qing wiped it, but saw no dust. She raised an eyebrow in confusion and looked back at Yu Lanchuan. It was a bit embarrassing to stare at Yu Lanchuan like this, so she had nothing to say and said, "Okay, we just happened to meet you.

It’s time to say goodbye to you, I plan to…”

The word "farewell" seemed to stimulate Yu Lanchuan. He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her towards his car.
Chapter completed!