The next day.
Xia Xu got up early as usual, completed the high-intensity morning training he had long since grown accustomed to, then headed to Little White Flower's family bun shop for breakfast.
"Here~"
Tang Zhan normally handled the bun sales, but Xia Xu clearly received somewhat special treatment: Little White Flower stood on tiptoe to hand his buns to him herself.
Her little face was flushed, whether from shyness or the steam billowing out when the steamer was opened. In any case, the sight left Tang Zhan beside her feeling sour. He glared and held out a hand to Xia Xu. "That'll be twenty."
"Uncle Tang, are you robbing me? Twenty yuan for two buns?"
Xia Xu, who had been munching on a bun, choked so badly his eyes rolled.
Tang Youxin hurried into the shop and brought him a cup of plain water.
"They're specially customized premium buns. That's the price. Got a problem?"
Tang Zhan stiffened his neck as he spoke.
"Fine, no problem. Twenty it is."
Xia Xu took the cup and gulped down a mouthful of water, swallowing the bun stuck in his throat. He felt around in his pocket, happened to pull out a twenty-yuan note, and slapped it onto the aluminum-alloy steamer counter.
Seeing him concede, Tang Zhan immediately broke into a victorious smile.
The money didn't matter. What mattered was that putting this little brat in his place made him happy.
"I'll just consider it money deposited for later. You don't have a son, anyway."
Unfortunately, Xia Xu's next muttered remark froze the smile on his face.
"Youxin! Hurry up and bring me the rolling pin!"
At that roar of apparent embarrassment turning to anger, Xia Xu wisely stuffed the last bun whole into his mouth, took A Tuo's leash, and turned