Sister Ma smiled, packed up the things on the stall, and the three of them went to her temporary residence together.

There were many people on the road, so Song Zhiwei resisted the urge to ask and planned to ask more details when she got home.

She could see that Sister Ma's braised food business was good, but she didn't look very happy.

Sister Ma took the two of them to a dilapidated private house. Not to mention that the door was full of holes and moths, and the ...