At this moment, he squatted next to Sui Yi, looking at these objects just like her, sometimes talking to Sui Yi about some of the idle gossip from this street.
The stall owner was making a transaction with a woman, and it seemed that they were about to close a deal—the amount involved appeared to be quite large, causing Su Ziyi to slightly curl her lips.
Sui Yi, on the other hand, was not paying attention to them but had picked up a purple sand teapot that looked very quaint. She glanced at it and smiled.
Her smile was quite playful, making the stall owner, who had a square and honest face, raise his eyebrows in surprise, and Su Ziyi was also momentarily stunned.
"What, you like this purple sand teapot?" Su Ziyi frowned, just about to say something...
Suddenly, a force surged from behind Sui Yi.
So abruptly, someone bumped into her through the crowd, making her involuntarily lean forward...