"Big brother!"
There weren't many customers in the shop at the moment.
Feng Yize's shout of "big brother" was filled with joy and loud.
He seemed to disregard what Momo had just said, left her behind and walked a few steps to stand in front of Ye Zhan.
His peach blossom eyes squinted with a smile, "Big brother, why are you here? Are you here to handle a case?"
Ye Zhan was still wearing his military uniform.
Paired with his noble, ethereal demeanor, he instantly attracted the few female customers in the shop.
The military uniform itself is sacred, and most young women have a mysterious admiration and fondness for it.
Especially, Ye Zhan, in addition to his upright military attire, had a face that could turn all heads and a model-like physique.
In the eyes of the opposite sex, he was a walking aphrodisiac.
"Hmm, just passing by."
Ye Zhan's brows were calm, his tone indifferent.
Even Feng Yize suspected if he really was just passing by.
And not here because of his call.
