On Yan Tianpeng's mature face was deep affection, "No, I only want to bother you."
Lu Qiqi was puzzled, she even resorted to self-deprecation, "I'm so ugly, what do you want with me?"
Yan Tianpeng was relentless, insisting only she would do, "I just like the ugly ones."
Lu Qiqi wasn't bothered anymore, she was busy going on dates with others and had no time to deal with Yan Tianpeng, so she responded perfunctorily:
"Well, if you like ugly ones, sure, go find someone uglier than me."
Yan Tianpeng grinned foolishly, "There isn't one, you're the ugliest."
...
After Lu Qiqi had left, Yan Tianpeng leaned against a utility pole, sighing deeply.
Seeing this, Zhang Chi pushed his cart forward, "Tianpeng, don't be sad, treat me to a barbecue to cheer up!"
Overwhelmed with sorrow, Yan Tianpeng decided to splurge. Right in front of Zhang Chi, he patted his bulging pocket and shouted,
"Alright, today we'll have a grand skewer feast."
