Watching Zhu Juntang's lively, bouncing figure disappear into the distance, Liu Chang'an couldn't help but smile gently.
Whether it was Su Mei, who had dumped her mess on Liu Chang'an and was now being run ragged by the little lamb she had given birth to, or Zhu Juntang, this Immortal Sheep, being dealt with by Su Mei until she became little lamb skewers one by one, Liu Chang'an was more than happy to see it.
For quite some time to come, he presumably wouldn't have to worry about smoke rising from his head, his blood pressure soaring, or his heart exploding again.
Tax evasion.
"You actually think Xiao Tang is pretty cute, don't you?" Bai Hui's heart trembled slightly as she watched Liu Chang'an smile. He seemed to rarely smile so purely—he even looked innocently childlike.
Zhu Juntang had run off, but Bai Hui did not immediately follow. After all, she was not a willful rich young lady like Zhu Juntang. Any girl who understood social etiquette and manners should stay behind in a situation like this and say a few more words to Liu Chang'an, thanking him for winning her a plush pig.
"Cute? She wasn't even as cute as that Komodo dragon just now." Liu Chang'an reined in his smile, smoothed his sleeves, and pointed in the direction Zhu Juntang had vanished.
"Then what were you smiling about just now?" Bai Hui was a little puzzled. Liu Chang'an had never smiled at her like that before, and she cared just a little.
"Didn't we say her mother is returning to Junsha tomorrow? Back when her mother was in Junsha, Zhu Juntang was constantly grounded. She'll have plenty to suffer through from now on. How could I not be happy when evil people get what's coming to them?" Liu