It’s a pity that she is not married to the person who has retired from the film early, but she doesn’t have many works. When she walks, she still looks like a child even in this modern city, and she speaks with some ancient and Hong Kong style charm, which makes Junlin easily guess her origin.

Tang Jianer came over curiously: "Hey, who are you? How do you know mine?"

Junlin smiled and said, "Do you know the voters?"

"What?" Tang Jianer looked confused: "What voter?"

"Do you know the fantasy creature?"

Hearing this, Tang Jianer took a few steps back.

Her face darkened and she quickly left.

Junlin quickly followed: "You don't need to be so nervous. I mean, if you don't know the voters, why should you care about your identity?"

Tang Jianer stopped and pointed at Jun Lin and said, "This has nothing to do with you, let's go away!"

Junlin had no choice but to: "Okay, okay, okay. I don't mean to bother you. But can you help me?"

"What?"

"Lend me some money." Jun Lin said.

Tang Jian'er looked at him, snorted, and said, "I originally wanted to help you, but you are so inexplicable. But look at you, right."

He took out a stack of paper money and handed it to Junlin.

The money is no problem, just like what Cen Peishan gave them before.

Junlin took it, and Tang Jianer had turned to the nearby fruit stall: "Boss, give me some pineapples and lychees."

"Okay." The boss agreed readily: "It's all fresh lychees."

Fresh lychees?

How can there be lychees in October?

Junlin was stunned.

He walked over quickly and asked Tang Jianer: "What day is today?"

"No. 12." Tang Jianer said without looking back.

"How many months?" Junlin asked again.

"April. Are you confused about your life?" Tang Jianer turned his life like a blank.
Chapter completed!