Chen Dahai admired Lu Qin more and more. He hurriedly pulled out his phone, made a call, and woke his daughter Chen Yue from her sleep, telling her to pay more attention to Lu Qin.
"Dad, why don't you just tie him up and force him to marry into our family? I'm exhausted. I want to sleep!"
Chen Dahai could only sigh helplessly after his daughter hung up on him.
His daughter had actually taken the initiative to show interest several times already, but Lu Qin remained unmoved. Chen Dahai did not know whether Lu Qin simply had no feelings for his daughter or still had not forgotten Old Shen's daughter.
What a headache.
Chen Dahai watched Lu Qin's car leave the residential complex, then ate another piece of pickled radish, savoring it with blissful satisfaction.
Lu Qin arrived at Jingyuan Farmer's Market but could not find a parking spot.
Just then, Boss Zhao came out of his shop to buy buns next door. When he turned and spotted Lu Qin, he tossed aside the buns and ran over.
"Old Zhao, do you still want those buns?"
Boss Zhao ignored him completely. The moment he saw Lu Qin, his face lit up with delight.
"Boss Lu, no parking spot? Come on, park in front of my shop."
As he spoke, he drove his little pickup up onto the curb and parked it right in front of the shop, giving up his space.
After parking, Lu Qin carried three portions of fried rice noodles and two boxes of pickles into the shop.
"Boss Zhao, we're short on meal boxes again. Same as last time—another 3,500. And I need five more pickle jars."
Lu Qin set the items on the table.
Boss Zhao said, "No problem," but all his attention was