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Xia Zheng was stunned.

As Xia Zheng stared agape, Lin Yuan handed a majestic stuffed tiger to the vendor with a smile, "Boss, I’ll take this one."

Xia Zheng weakly sniffled as he observed the tiger that appeared to be opening its jaws wide.

A man and a woman, one handsome and the other pretty, one carrying a plump pig and the other holding a huge tiger, one sulking weakly and the other beaming triumphantly.

When Xia Zheng and Lin Yuan resumed walking the streets, they drew even more attention. Such a pairing was indeed an eye-catching sight.

What made it even more eye-catching was their conversation.

The man protested without any vigor, "Why am I the pig, and you’re the tiger? I don’t want to be the pig anymore, I want to swap."

The woman responded domineeringly, "It’s your fault for resembling a little pig, admit it; you’re a little fatty pig."

"Where am I fat? Tell me, where am I fat?"

The woman rolled her eyes, "With the way you eat, you’ll get fat sooner or later. Don’t rush it; I’m sure I can fulfil that wish for you, haha."

The man was at a loss for words. Just as he was about to argue that he doesn’t eat as greedily as a pig, a loud grumbling noise came from his stomach. The rumble was so robust that not only Lin Yuan beside him, but even the passersby could hear it loud and clear.

Xia Zheng blushed, covering his stomach awkwardly with his hand.

Lin Yuan found his reaction amusing and started to laugh, but just as she opened her mouth, her own stomach grumbled as well.

"Haha, now you’ve turned into a pig too!" Xia Zheng laughed without any concern for his image, bending over with his stomach in his hands.

Lin Yuan’s ears reddened with embarrassment. She glanced at the bystanders who were now laughing at them and couldn’t help but scowl and stomped on Xia Zheng’s foot, effectively stifling his laughter in his throat.

They hadn’t had dinner and already went out for a stroll.

After wandering around for so long, they were bound to be hungry, so the pair quickly went to find a place to eat.

Xia Zheng, rather familiar with Yecheng, raised the little plump pig with one hand, and holding the "mother tiger" with the other, laughed cheerily, "Come on, I’ll take you to eat something delicious! "

Lin Yuan felt the warmth from his tight grip, which instantly calmed her restlessness. They walked slowly and soon passed through the bustling crowd to a relatively quieter spot.

Noticing the dimming surroundings and the softer sounds, Lin Yuan felt puzzled.

On their way over, they had passed several food stands, and she even spotted Xiao Linshuang and Lin Wei.

The two appeared hungry, waiting at a small table with steam rising before them.

Their little faces were blushing from the heat and their eyes were fixed on the pot in front of them, completely unaware of her passing by.

Seeing that her younger sisters were fine and that the guards were diligently looking after them, Lin Yuan didn’t call out to them, letting Xia Zheng lead her to a small, almost secluded stall.

"Boss, two bowls of beef noodles please!" Xia Zheng placed the little fat pig on the small table, flung his robe and sat on a stool. He also wiped the stool next to him with a handkerchief before pulling Lin Yuan down to sit.

It was a tiny noodle stall with only three small tables serving its guests. Each table was accompanied by two small stools. Although there were only three tables, they were all already occupied.

Lin Yuan put the little tiger next to the plump pig and gave the other diners a quick glance.

One table held a young couple, obviously newlyweds, exchanging loving glances after every bite of noodles.

Their affection was almost too sweet for Lin Yuan.

The other table was occupied by an older couple, who didn’t look at each other as they quietly ate their noodles.

Yet, as they ate, the old man would occasionally pick pieces of meat from his bowl and place them into the bowl of the old woman.

After a while, the old woman would then pick pieces of meat from her bowl into the old man’s.

At first, Lin Yuan wondered, doesn’t such tedious meat swapping annoy them?

It wasn’t until Xia Zheng leaned in and whispered in her ear that she understood what was happening.

"You see, the old lady doesn’t like fat, so she gave all the fatty pieces to the old man, and he, in turn, picked all the lean meat from his bowl for her. Isn’t that loving?"