I stood at the front desk, staring at the "Xingfu Inn" sign by the entrance, then glanced at Juyan, who was busy paying for the room. I couldn't help but sigh.
He really didn't know when to quit.
He had been working overtime for so long that if he were to drop dead on the bed in a moment, the alley was so narrow that an ambulance wouldn't even be able to squeeze in. I’d be the one standing over his grave with Juxu, forced to invent some dignified cause of death for him.
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