"Eat more vegetables." Chuzheng picked vegetables for him.

Xi Jing made a sound of acknowledgment and ate the vegetables in his bowl, but he still didn’t reach for more with his chopsticks, so Chuzheng had to keep picking food for him.

Whatever Chuzheng gave him, he ate, like a little hamster, cheeks puffed up, chewing.

-

The appliances bought in the afternoon were delivered. Because the place is small, Chuzheng didn’t buy much, just replaced some kitchen items and the bed...

The old things, Chuzheng had the workers throw them out directly.

After changing a few things, the small room looked entirely different.

The residents outside, seeing workers moving things in and out, curiously watched.

In their impression, the kid lived alone, had no money, and lived very frugally. What’s going on today?

"I saw him come back with a girl today."

"A girl?"

"Yes, the girl who taught Alcoholic Liu a lesson this morning..."

"Her!"

When Chuzheng beat up the drunkard in the morning, many neighbors saw it, and at this time, when mentioned, everyone immediately knew who it was.

Someone wondered back then why that kid was with such a girl.

In the afternoon, Xi Jing’s place started changing things, and they were all good things...

"Is she a relative of the kid?"

"I haven’t heard of any relatives; wasn’t this house left by his grandfather?"

"Eh..."

"What’s their relationship then?"

Everyone shrugged, not knowing the relationship, and watched out of curiosity. Unfortunately, Chuzheng didn’t leave the house, and they only saw the refreshed kid going in and out.

Before, when this kid was shabby, they didn’t think much, but now looking brand new, everyone realized the kid was quite good-looking.

-

At a certain plaza.

A store had an event in the plaza, attracting quite a crowd, with deafening music disturbing the peace.

A young man walked around, his eyes scanning the crowd, seemingly searching for something.

The young man seemed to find his target, immediately straightened his clothes, and walked in that direction.

It was a well-dressed woman, carrying a classic luxury brand bag, standing there making a call, sounding a bit impatient, as if someone had stood her up.

The woman hung up her phone, displeased, threw her phone into her bag without zipping it up, and headed toward a nearby mall.

The young man silently followed, focusing on the woman, ready to use a tool to reach into her bag.

Just as the young man was about to succeed, a pair of hands reached over from the side, holding the young man’s hand down.

"You’ve got quite the reach there."

The young man was just about to succeed when someone caught him, angrily glaring at the person who spoiled his plan, immediately trying to shake off and escape.

However, for some reason, the young man couldn’t break free and was instead twisted behind by the arm and subdued.

The woman turned around, seeing the young man’s appearance and the commotion just now, was shocked and checked her bag.

"Is anything missing?" The man who subdued the young man was also a young man, looking quite smart, with a bright and handsome look, dressed in a suit, very much like a successful gentleman.

The woman checked her bag: "No, nothing."

The young man hadn’t succeeded, so naturally, nothing was lost.

The man called the police and handed over the young man, while the woman thanked him gratefully.

"Just a small effort." The man smiled, but he voluntarily gave the woman his business card: "We are destined to meet. If the lady has anything difficult, feel free to reach out to me, for anything."

Woman: "???"

The woman looked down at the business card in her hand.

The card had a black surface, unlike ordinary cards, with a texture very similar to a credit card.

There was only a name and phone number on it, with a clock engraved on the back, nothing else.

The woman looked up suspiciously, but the man who had been there was already gone.

The woman looked down at the business card in her hand again.

"Wei Yi?"

She shook her head, tossed the card into her bag, and headed toward the mall, protecting her bag.

She hadn’t entered the mall yet when she was stopped again.

This time, a little girl stopped her, quite pretty, but a bit cold; her gaze was cold, just like those emotionless robots on TV.

"What did that person give you just now?" The girl spoke bluntly.

The woman frowned, warily asking: "Who are you? What’s going on today? Did I not check my horoscope?"

The girl continued asking: "Didn’t he give you a business card?"

"How do you know?" The woman replied subconsciously.

"Let me see the business card."

"..."

That man, though helping with the pickpocket just now, was acting a bit strange, and now another one appears...

The woman thought for a moment and took out the business card.

"Just this one. Do you know him?" The woman asked Chuzheng suspiciously.

Chuzheng took the card and glanced at it, seeing it was the same as the original owner’s impression, except for the name...

This body shouldn’t have entirely separated from that medium yet, because she sensed where the medium was, so she came here.

It seemed only when she died would the medium completely change ownership.

Now it’s like Wei Yi has the medium’s physical entity, and she has the medium’s soul, but she can’t receive any information from the medium at the moment.

With Wei Yi able to use the medium, he could come and go unnoticed by these people, almost like being invisible to them, and they wouldn’t notice.

With this setting, it was a bit difficult for Chuzheng to catch this scoundrel.

Chuzheng twirled the card at her fingertips: "I know him. Do you have anything that needs resolving?"

The targets of the transactions were not sought by the original owner, but they appeared automatically.

The original owner would send this card beforehand, and when the time was right, the transaction target would be transported to a special space.

Now that Wei Yi had given this woman the card, it was clear she was the transaction target.

"Huh?"

Chuzheng took the woman to a nearby coffee shop; the woman only snapped out of it after sitting down, wondering why she followed her.

"I can help you resolve many things, whether it’s in work or life."

Woman: "???"

The woman was completely bewildered.

Due to the lack of the main tool, Chuzheng couldn’t demonstrate to her and changed her question: "Do you have any recent troubles?"

The woman felt it was strange, yet somehow she had an urge to find someone to voice her internal frustrations.

This is the effect of the business card, making the person who receives it feel this way, making it easier to trust the Time-Space Merchant and complete the transaction.

"You can solve anything?"

"Yes," Chuzheng said, "anything."

Tell me your story!

The woman stirred her coffee, her gaze first wandered over Chuzheng, then after pondering for a while, began to speak slowly.

The woman was named Fan Lan, didn’t have much of a job, just a housewife.

Her usual activities included shopping, playing cards with friends, and some travel.

Because she married a good husband, many in her circle envied her.