"Shen Zuimo? Shen Zuimo?"
After leaving Liu Siyan's house, Xiaofan returned home immediately. There had been some progress, but as time ticked away, he needed to make even more significant progress quickly.
Unexpectedly, Shen Zuimo was not at home. Where did she run off to this time?
As Xiaofan was feeling frustrated, the door opened. Shen Zuimo walked back into the living room slowly, wearing a new dress and carrying some snacks.
"Phew, I'll have to get you a cell phone someday, otherwise it's hard to find you," Xiaofan said with a bitter smile.
"What's up?" Shen Zuimo asked coolly.
"Hmm, I've found a clue." Then, Xiaofan recounted what he had learned at Liu Siyan's house.
"Oh, coincidentally, I just got back from the tax office, but didn't gain much," Liu Siyan continued munching on the spicy hot pot she had just bought, speaking with her mouth full.
"Don't eat so many street snacks, it's unsanitary," Xiaofan glanced over: "Wait, what were you doing at the tax office?"
