The female customer bent down slightly to look at him.
Although Chen Zan was wearing a mask, just from his brows and eyes alone, she could tell he was a very handsome guy.
The last time they met, she had slipped him a small note with her contact information, even lightly scratching his palm. She had no idea whether he had understood what she meant.
What did she mean?
The kind of meaning that scared Chen Zan so much that he had a nightmare that very night.
By midnight, the weather turned chilly. He fell seriously ill, his head spinning, his mind foggy, and a cold setting in. His body felt so weak that he couldn’t even be bothered to move. After asking his supervisor for three days off, he slept for three full days.
Because of that, taking leave afterward became extremely difficult.
Honestly, these days, even boys need to protect themselves properly.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” the girl asked, summoning all her courage in one breath. “If not, why don’t you consider me?”
Chen Zan didn’t answer. He thought about how to respond. If he said he had a girlfriend, where was he supposed to find one on the spot?
If he said he didn’t…
If he didn’t, he was finished!
The girl leaned closer. Her already ordinary face was covered with fresh acne and old scars, layered over each other, caused by poor eating habits, irregular routines, and hormonal imbalance.
Suddenly, she remembered how even she felt disgusted and frightened by her own face when she looked in the mirror. Reluctantly, she stepped back a few paces, afraid of scaring him, and patiently waited for the handsome stall owner’s reply.
“As the saying goes, good things shouldn’t go to outsiders. I’ve bought grilled sausages from you so many times, so we can be considered familiar with each other, right? We know each other well enough.”
“I’m not like those flashy girls outside…”
She had already hinted so clearly, he should understand, right?
Still, there was no response from Chen Zan. Her attitude gradually turned sour as she said, “You’re selling these sausages so cheaply, they’re not made from ground bones, are they?” This chapter is updated first at novelping(.)com.
Only then did Chen Zan lift his eyes to look at her.
Heh…
Is life really trying to provoke me?
Chen Zan raised his gaze and smiled, “What are you saying? How could I possibly have the means to mess with something like that?”
Yet at that moment, he suddenly realized something else.
He looked soft and gentle.
That single smile instantly captivated the girl. Without hesitation, she bought three portions of spicy turkey noodles, grilled sausages, and takoyaki.
She had already fallen for Chen Zan just from this half-hidden face.
However, as she stared at him, her brows gradually knitted together in thought. He’s just a street vendor. How handsome could he really be? If she were with him, could he even afford to support her?
After all, being handsome doesn’t put food on the table…
Her earlier confession now felt a bit too impulsive.
“Aunt!”
Her niece, just out of school, suddenly called out, snapping her out of her thoughts.
“Uh, that… I was just joking. Don’t take it seriously.”
“Not seriously.”
After the child arrived, the suffocating feeling of being constantly watched finally eased for Chen Zan.
Meanwhile, the remaining portions of spicy turkey noodles were quickly taken by passing adults who were drawn in by the aroma.
Chen Zan’s stall day came to a temporary end.
He returned to his rented room and cleaned himself up, washing away the greasy smell clinging to his body.
By the time his phone rang, it was already the time he usually headed out again.
Originally, after 21:00, it was his delivery shift. However, Li Sheng had introduced him to a job.
“Going or not? 500 for one night.”
“500?” Chen Zan’s tone carried clear disbelief.
Since when did Li Sheng have connections like this?
“I know you’re short on money. So whenever there’s work, I think of you first.”
Chen Zan frowned and asked, “Is it legitimate?”
Even a bar wouldn’t offer a base pay of 500 for one night. There was no way Li Sheng was trying to sell him off, right?
“It’s a high-end cocktail party. Everyone there is rich, rich women and all that. With your looks, you might even turn this job into something… less legitimate,” Li Sheng said with a teasing laugh.
Chen Zan felt a bit speechless.
Still, a cocktail party sounded more proper than a bar, right?