Duan Rong also followed with a laugh.
Hu Huanhuan then started examining Duan Rong. His square face and greasy hair, with a dark complexion, made him utterly unnoticeable in a crowd. Yet, his eyes were bright like stars, especially when he smiled, they twinkled as if all the stars in the sky were winking at you.
"Where did this slick-talking little rascal come from? His mouth's like it's smeared with honey." Hu Huanhuan glanced sideways at Duan Rong, teasingly scolding.
Seeing Hu Huanhuan's demeanor, Duan Rong understood that the matter for today was resolved and joked, "With faces as lovely as yours, who wouldn't be delighted to see you?"
"Enough, pack up your stall and get lost. Talking as if poverty is boundless!" Hu Huanhuan teased him with a laugh.
"Alright... leaving, leaving now." Duan Rong bowed once more and went back to tidy up his stall.
"Why are you all still standing here? Get back to whatever you should be doing!"
