After a long time, Wang Zijian's bodyguard dared to move his body, and his whole body was covered with cold sweat.

Just the momentum is already...

Wang Zijian's bodyguard panted, took out his cell phone, contacted another bodyguard to follow Wang Zijian, and then limped towards an ordinary car outside the grove.

His current condition and mentality are no longer suitable for continuing to work as Wang Zijian's security guard.

Here, Wang Zijian was still chatting and laughing with Tang Anning and others.

The barbecue ordered by Tang Anning and others came up. The lamb skewers and some meat tendons had been roasted long ago and could be eaten directly. Wang Zijian also ordered some raw meat skewers and chicken wings as well as some ingredients to roast by himself, which is also a selling point of this barbecue stall.

"Will Miss Tang also go to the jewelry and jade exhibition in a few days?"

Wang Zijian said as he was processing the lamb skewers.

Tang An Ning took a bite of the mutton skewer and nodded: "Go. What about you?"

Wang Zijian said, "Of course I'll go." Then he winked at Tang An Ning with a rather sly look in his eyes, "Miss Tang, are you interested in going shopping in the underground street with me?"

Tang An Ning rolled her eyes in disgust at being called Miss Tang: "Young Master Wang can make the decision himself."

Wang Zijian was also annoyed: "I'd better call you An Ning. You can call me whatever you want."

Just after asking, he hissed again: "That's a bit ambiguous."

Luo Baozhu burst out laughing: "Just call her An Ning, An Ning doesn't care about these things."

Tang An Ning smiled and took Luo Baozhu's hand and pinched her fingertips: "Baozhu still understands me."

Luo Baozhu felt her fingertips being gently pinched by a delicate and soft finger, and her heart beat rapidly.

Tang An Ning smiled and asked, "Underground street?"

Wang Zijian didn't say anything, but quietly kicked Tang Haipeng who was concentrating on eating.

A mouthful of meat nearly got stuck in Tang Haipeng's throat. It took him a while to swallow it. He looked at Wang Zijian in confusion.

Wang Zijian wanted to roll his eyes.

Why are you looking at me? Your father asked me to help you make two friends. I've brought everyone here, and you don't want to say anything?

Tang Haipeng wasn't stupid, but he was naturally introverted and wasn't good at communicating with others. He opened and closed his mouth before mustering up the courage to speak: "That... the underground street is in the Magic City... an underground trading market."

"The underground street... has everything. Exotic pets, rare gems, and even gambling on stones... everything."

After saying this, Tang Haipeng lowered his head.

It was as if the words just now had consumed all his energy.

Looks pitiful.

Wang Zijian asked with a smile: "How is it? Baozhu, An Ning, come with me to try it out? This is An Ning's first time, and according to the rules, if you don't find any good stuff, it's yours, and if you lose, it's my fault."

Tang An Ning was bored: "That's great. Let's go?"

Luo Baozhu put a freshly grilled honey chicken wing on Tang Anning's plate and said gently, "Finish your food first before leaving. We're not packing, so it would be a waste to leave it here."

Tang An Ning thought so too and sat down to eat chicken wings.

Wang Zijian carefully deboned the chicken wings and used a serving chopstick to put the chicken meat on Tang An Ning's plate, then smiled at Luo Baozhu.

Sure enough, Tang An Ning no longer paid attention to the New Orleans grilled wings that Luo Baozhu brought over, and turned to attack the boneless chicken wings that Wang Zijian brought over.

Luo Baozhu rolled her eyes, grilled another shrimp, carefully peeled it with chopsticks, and then put the shrimp meat into Tang Anning's bowl.

Tang Haipeng buried his head in his food.

After finishing the barbecue, Tang Anning felt a little confused.

I didn’t bake anything, so why do I feel a little full?

Wang Zijian scanned the code to pay, and Tang Anning took out wet wipes and tissues from her bag to wipe her mouth and touch up her makeup.

Luo Baozhu looked at Tang An Ning who was carefully putting on makeup, and suddenly gently leaned her head on Tang An Ning's shoulder and said in a soft voice: "An Ning, it's great that you are willing to come out with me."

Tang An Ning smiled and hugged Luo Baozhu's slender waist: "Good Baozhu, if I don't accompany you, who else can I accompany?"

Tang An Ning has always been good at coming up with coaxing words.

Luo Baozhu looked at Wang Zijian provocatively when he came back after paying the bill.

See? An Ning is on my side.

Wang Zijian seemed to be smiling.

Before Tang An Ning spoke, who knew which side she was willing to stand on?

There was something a little off about the atmosphere between the two of them.

Luo Baozhu snorted in his heart.

She knew that her biological father had a younger son born to his true love, who was raised by a subsidiary family of the Luo family and was also a young master in the circle.

Her father intended to let the son he truly loved take the throne, and she, Luo Baozhu, was just a target hidden in the open.

But how could Luo Baozhu be willing to accept this?

She also knew that Wang Zijian and the illegitimate child got along very well.

People in the circle knew more or less about these things in their family, and she was also aware that some people were secretly taking sides. But when she found out that Wang Zijian was secretly standing behind the illegitimate child, she became somewhat uneasy, so she thought of pulling Tang An Ning into this circle.

Wang Zijian smiled.

In fact, he didn't have a clue.

He wanted to push the illegitimate son to the top for no other reason than that the boss of Luotian Group, Luo Baozhu's father, preferred the illegitimate son. Their Wanda also had shares in Luotian Group. During the occasional gatherings, the boss of Luotian Group would intentionally or unintentionally let him communicate with the illegitimate son, obviously hoping that the illegitimate son would rely on him.

The second reason is that compared to the smart and capable Luo Baozhu, the illegitimate son is obviously not as good as him and is easier to control than Luo Baozhu.

With a behemoth like Luotian Group, who wouldn’t want to get a piece of the pie if given the chance?

He naturally knows who can bring him more benefits, a shrewd and capable incumbent or one who is obviously not smart and capable enough.

But if Tang An Ning really stood on Luo Baozhu's side... to be honest, he really had no idea.

Luo Baozhu still dared to compete, but Tang Anning, whose background was unknown, had everyone in the circle watching and no one dared to make the first move, including Wang Zijian.

After the two of them exchanged glances, Tang An Ning also fixed her makeup. Tang Haipeng raised his head from the plate with a confused look on his face, wiped his mouth, and followed the others.

Wang Zijian drives a blue Ferrari, which matches the blue sneakers he wears today.

Tang An Ning was driving a lotus pink Cadillac with a changed paint job, which just matched her sportswear today.

There were just four seats in the two sports cars. Wang Zijian took Tang Haipeng with him, and Tang Anning took Luo Baozhu with him, and they headed towards the underground street.

There is an old shopping mall across the street from a night market. Wang Zijian walked into the elevator of the mall and pressed the button for the basement floor.

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