On the morning of New Year's Eve, there were still many people shopping at the coal washing plant market.
At that time, one could buy all sorts of things.
Even though the prices here were a bit high, it was the New Year—didn't everyone endure a hard year just waiting for this day?
So, no one really minded the extra dollar or two.
They all went to catch the first market of the New Year, buying some fresh fruit and presents to give away.
When Ji Pianran heard they were going to the market, she quickly shook her head.
"Our family has pretty much bought everything we need for the New Year, and the market today is just too expensive."
Seeing her concerned about money, Gu Chen couldn't help but feel tender towards the woman before him.
He unconsciously took Ji Pianran's hand.
Her hand was warm and no longer as cool as it had been the previous few days.
It was still soft and delicate, hard to let go of once grasped.
He looked at Ji Pianran seriously.