(Thanks to Ink Jade Evil Lord for the reward of the Leader!!! Adding more chapters for the Leader on Saturday~)
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Dongdong was locked up in the Public Security Bureau for most of the day, her stomach long empty, and she headed straight to the nearby night market after leaving the Ping'an Clinic.
The night market was bustling at this hour, with men and women sitting in pairs at snack stands, tables laden with artificial meat skewers and low-quality alcohol, interspersed with bursts of laughter from conversations.
Dongdong found a noodle stall and tossed the last few coins from her pocket to the owner: "Whatever noodles can fit, you decide."
Seeing the three 1 Moon Coin denominations on the table, the owner glanced at Dongdong with disdain, muttering to himself, "Poor ghost."
He picked up the coins and put them in his pocket, silently boiling the soup and noodles.
