CHAPTER 103: CHAPTER 103: THE EASY MARK

The salespeople who were about to pack up and leave work suddenly became nervous.

Su Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes, damn, who on earth is delaying her from getting off work?

Just as she thought of this, she saw two familiar figures and instinctively called out, "Fourth and fifth brother?"

Why are they in the city?

Wait a minute, isn’t their school dismissal time about the same as her leaving time?

It takes at least an hour to transfer buses from their village to the city.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoxiao’s gaze toward the two of them immediately turned sharp.

The two little rascals actually learned to leave early?

Facing their third sister’s gradually dangerous gaze, the two younger brothers nervously shrank their necks: "Third sister, we weren’t worried you couldn’t carry all those things, so we asked for leave to come help."

Su Xiaoxiao: Heh.

Crawled out of the same mother’s belly, who doesn’t know whom?

Leaving early is one thing, but to spin it so grandiosely.

With so many people around, it wasn’t convenient for her to act up—better to wait till they got home.

She immediately smiled and said, "Want to help? Great, help me move those sacks over to the car."

Nearby, Zhang Yulan had just shouldered her bag and couldn’t help but envy, "You three siblings have such a good relationship."

The two younger brothers turned and saw the bulging sacks not far behind her, suddenly regretting the words they carelessly blurted.

How were they supposed to know their third sister had compiled so many things to bring home.

Meeting their third sister’s smiling gaze, they swallowed and dutifully each took a side to carry the sacks.

Free labor shouldn’t go to waste.

Su Xiaoxiao leisurely walked out, but as soon as she reached the department store entrance, she abruptly stopped.

Why is Zhao Yang, that bastard, still daring to come around? Did she not rip him off hard enough last time? Or is he just too wealthy to care?

She calmly thought for a moment and decided that taking a detour would be safer.

Just as she was about to direct her younger brothers to sneak away quietly, a familiar male voice sounded in her ear: "Comrade Su, are you off work?"

Zhao Yang strode over, his smile beaming brightly.

Su Xiaoxiao’s expression slightly froze; she should have bolted earlier.

She forced a smile to greet Zhao Yang: "Comrade Zhao, fancy seeing you here."

"Of course, fancy indeed. I was waiting just for you."

Zhao Yang, thinking himself charming, flicked his bangs flirtatiously and winked at Su Xiaoxiao.

The greasy gesture almost made her nauseous enough to lose her lunch.

"Comrade Su, do you have time now? Last time we couldn’t manage to eat together. Let me treat you."

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

Gosh, how is he still addicted to being a sucker?

Dining with such a sleaze, she already felt full without eating.

"No... no need for courtesy, I’m helping to buy stuff for neighbors—it’s inconvenient."

Zhao Yang only then noticed the two younger brothers carrying packages behind her and crouched down with a smile, "Hello there, I’m your sister’s colleague Zhao Yang. You can call me Brother Zhao."

The two brothers upon hearing this gave him a peculiar look; so this is the hapless guy their third sister fleeced last time.

He then straightened back up, looking at Su Xiaoxiao: "Comrade Su, let me help with the stuff. How about joining me for a meal?"

Given the conversation, it seemed like they had no choice but to have this meal.

Su Xiaoxiao could only grit her teeth and agree: "Alright, sure. Please, just help move the stuff to the back seat of the car."

While speaking, she patted the sacks: "These are things I’m bringing for everyone, Comrade Zhao, please be careful."

Zhao Yang thought she was concerned for him and immediately beamed with joy.

If two kids can carry these, surely he can too.

Thinking this, he smiled, bent down, grasped the top of the sack with one hand and supported the bottom with the other, exerting force...

But he just couldn’t lift it.

Su Xiaoxiao came over with a concerned look: "Comrade Zhao, are you perhaps incapable? If so, it’s okay."

A man cannot admit defeat!

Zhao Yang’s expression cycled through blue and white; he couldn’t believe that a sack two kids could lift, a grown man like him couldn’t.

Especially facing the girl he liked, there was no way he could lose face.

"No problem, just a slip earlier."

Zhao Yang spat on his hands, rubbed them together, bent down, strained, gritted his teeth, and finally managed to lift the sack a bit shakily.

But before he could feel triumphant, there was a crack—damn, his back gave out.

The next moment, the sack fell to the ground, smack onto his foot.

Zhao Yang yelped, jumping up in pain, adding a secondary injury to his just-sprained back.

What’s in this sack, seafood? Why did that drop feel like being hammered with a brick?

He really wasn’t wrong; earlier, Su Xiaoxiao had slapped the sack and loaded a few bricks inside from the mall—not too many, just ten or so.

Sufficient weight to break a weak dog’s defense.

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly approached with a worried look: "Comrade Zhao, are you okay?"

Zhao Yang’s face was twisted in pain, but hearing her concern made his heart flutter.

Feigning nonchalance, he replied: "I’m fine, such a small injury is nothing."

The moment he said that, Su Xiaoxiao continued: "Oh, Comrade Zhao, it seems dinner is out of the question; how about I package it up and you pay, just like last time?"

Zhao Yang: "..."

Was his concern just meals to her?

Zhao Yang’s face turned pale, he supported his waist limping along, suddenly thinking of a good idea.

"Comrade Su, how about giving me a ride on your bicycle? My problem is just walking, in other respects, everything’s fine. Try me if you don’t believe it?"

This ambiguous tone, Su Xiaoxiao’s face flushed.

Don’t assume it’s shyness—it’s purely from disgust, making her want to punch something.

She forced a smile: "Are you sure?"

Daring to ride their third sister’s bike, Comrade Zhao must be a real man.

The two younger brothers watched as Su Xiaoxiao brought the bike over, instinctively stepping back a bit in sync.

It wasn’t for any specific reason—they were just too fragile, not suited for crashes.

Zhao Yang was puzzled by their actions, then heard Su Xiaoxiao say, "Alright, hop on."

His long legs stepped over, and he sat down on the bike’s rear seat, holding his waist.

Just as he settled, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her leg backwards, her foot striking his nose squarely.

Zhao Yang cried out in pain, slipping to the ground.

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her hands sheepishly, she genuinely forgot someone was on the back seat.

Just as she finished speaking, the person who had fallen turned into a screeching chicken, extending a struggling hand toward her: "The bike... the bike..."

Su Xiaoxiao’s gaze slowly shifted downward, hissing silently—how pitiful.

She had just pushed the bike along carelessly, and it landed squarely on the hapless Zhao Yang.