I’d done Yin Xinyue a great favor with the murderous ancient painting’s case. 

It made her more dependent on me, and almost every day, she’d come to visit me at my antique shop. 

Sometimes, she’d help me clean the shop or wash my clothes. In my heart, I had a feeling that we were living together. 

I was reluctant, indeed, since I didn’t know what she liked in me. 

Yin Xinyue, apparently, understood Li Mazi’s thoughts. However, she showed no interest in him. 

But, since Li Mazi had just rescued her, whether she’d done it deliberately or not, she often introduced Li Mazi to a few of her girl friends.

Actually, except for his age, his slightly despicable character, and his son, he wasn’t a bad man. Wasn’t it true that the ‘cute uncle’ was a trend now? Li Mazi belonged to this category. He got money and he put on airs. He was also considerate, and he had a straight but humorous character. He could talk well with girls ten years younger...