Shen Zhiwei opened a small restaurant at the entrance of Dongshi Lane, selling bowls of radish soup for three cents. The business was tepid, but he was comfortable.
Until the legendary cold and dignified King Yan took her three cents of soup and said seriously: "I will come back tomorrow."
She thought he was here for a meal.
He was indeed here to make a living - but he just started to help her hold up the signboard, deliver charcoal fire, and drive away the troublemaking shopkeeper next door...
Shen Zhiwei finally couldn't help but asked: "Your Majesty, what are you planning?"
Xiao Yan's face was expressionless: "I don't want to see dirty things."
Shen An whispered beside him: What he can't see is because others are bullying you, right?
