When the originally cold and indifferent gaze met Tan Rou's eyes, it turned into a very friendly and smiley expression. Coupled with his current situation, Tan Rou could even see the pitiful look on his face. It was as if he was a stray dog waiting for its master to come back.
Tan Rou was at loss. Originally, she could have pretended not to see him, but the frail-looking handsome guy who was alone seemed to be in trouble and she just couldn't just ignore him.
While Tan Rou was hesitating, Zhuang Liu was still waiting alone at the entrance of the alley. Behind him, a strong man was pushing a wheelbarrow which was carrying several large bags of goods. The goods were piled really high and it was impossible to see the path in front of him clearly. He was shouting as he moved forward. "Come, come, make way, make way!"
