"Xiao Qian, why are you walking so fast? I can hardly keep up with you. Don't walk so fast later," the man spoke not in standard Mandarin, but with a bit of an accent.
His obese body made him sweat more easily. It's unclear when he left the house, but at this moment, his white shirt was already soaked with sweat, making the fabric somewhat transparent, revealing his skin underneath.
The woman's first reaction upon seeing the man was to hold her breath and discreetly step aside, putting some distance between them. However, after a brief glance at Xu Ke, she became slightly more attentive to the man—a mere hint of it was enough to make the man grin like a happy child, his plump face beaming like a smiling Buddha.
The woman pouted pitifully at the man, her eyes instantly reddening, displaying a look of tears about to fall before she even spoke.
