Eventually, Wanwan managed to negotiate for his own pocket money, totaling two thousand yuan, although it temporarily stayed with Huang Xikong.
The deal was sealed, and after fumbling in his pocket for quite a while, Wanwan finally pulled out a rainbow lollipop and handed it to Huang Xikong with an unwilling look in his small eyes, his little claws clutching his chest as he reluctantly turned his head and closed his eyes.
Huang Xikong felt amused and exasperated. "Two thousand yuan for a lollipop, and you're feeling heartache?"
Wanwan took out a small twist of pastry from his pocket and sighed sadly. "You don't understand."
Reluctant to have any connection with the money spent.
After the little ghost received the lollipop, Huang Xikong patted him on the head. "Don't hurt people, and don't kill them, understand?"
The little ghost nodded.
With sugar as dad, no need to stick with the original father, just follow him.
It's very simple.