Zhang Zian was debating whether or not to yell at these two idiots to wake them up, but he also worried. What if they actually got some girls after they had come to this realization? He would definitely be so regretful that he’d want to slap himself! Then, the cat bell on the door rang.
"Aiya, it’s Aunt Liu!" Zhang Zian recognized her after a moment of shock.
"Zian, long time no see," Aunt Liu greeted with a smile as she held an adult American shorthair. Aunt Liu was a neighbor on the same street, and ran a dry cleaning laundromat about two hundred meters north of Amazing Fate Pet Shop. She counted as an acquaintance.
Aunt Liu was about fifty years old, and her curly perm couldn’t hide the fact that her hair was thinning gradually day by day. But her eyes were still as shrewd as ever.