Getting out of the car, Ling Fei excitedly dragged Song Tian Mo into the market.
The neighborhood was quite close to the market.
Just behind the neighborhood, less than ten minutes walk away, Song Tian Mo let Ling Fei pull him along.
But upon reaching the entrance of the market, Song Tian Mo suddenly stopped, slightly furrowing his brows, and swiftly scanned the inside of the market.
"Come on, what's the matter?"
Seeing Song Tian Mo stop and not move, Ling Fei quickly turned her head to urge him.
"What's this strange smell here? Isn't there a big supermarket nearby? It's too smelly, I'm not going in!" Song Tian Mo continued to stand still, his face full of disgust.
Ling Fei speechlessly rubbed her forehead.
Was Young Master Song's cleanliness obsession acting up again?
"Where's the strange smell? It's just a mix of many things, that's all. Come on, the stuff here is much fresher than in the supermarkets." Ling Fei continued to pull Song Tian Mo towards the inside.