Not long after that, a club called "Jin Shang Yuan" appeared in Changsha. This club quickly became famous, not only attracting the powerful people in Changsha, but also winning praise from many wealthy women and celebrities.

The service they provide is first-class, and every detail shows the ultimate taste. It has also become a well-known den of money in Changsha, making the boss behind it a lot of money.

Now, after eating and drinking for free, Zhang Xingxing rejected the suggestion of her rich best friend to bring a driver to take her home.

Ahem, it's not that she doesn't want to sit. She just ate too much, and the rice felt like it was about to reach her throat. She was afraid that if she swayed a little while sitting in the car, she would vomit out the food she had eaten with great difficulty. Wouldn't it be a waste of food?

Just thinking about that scene makes her feel suffocated. She has to digest her food. Otherwise, if she returns to Hong Mansion like a half-dead loser, her second brother will complain to death.

Just like that, Sanniang could only watch in amusement and silence as Zhang Xingxing held onto the wall and moved out step by step with difficulty, preparing to stroll back to the Hong Mansion slowly.

Huo Sanniang, who had tried to send the person away in vain, winked at her subordinates, and the woman next to her immediately understood. She secretly arranged for several people to quietly follow Zhang Xingxing to ensure that this friend, whom her young lady valued very much, could return to the Hong Mansion safely.

Zhang Xingxing walked leisurely on the streets of Changsha. The winding alleys were full of unique artistic conception. He passed by a wonton stand run by a couple. The woman skillfully and swiftly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks left by the guests, and carefully put away the copper coins on the table.

The husband was standing in front of the big pot, cooking steaming wontons. His face was red from the blazing flames, and he was sweating profusely. When his wife saw him, she walked quickly to her husband, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and wiped the sweat off his head with a distressed look in her eyes.

What a beautiful picture of a man in love and a woman in mind.

This made Zhang Xingxing, a single dog passing by, feel like she was hit hard. She turned around and saw the admiring and blessing eyes of the people around her. Alas, it couldn't be that her mental journey was out of tune with others.

Not giving up, she looked around and finally saw a dusty young man squatting in a corner. He frowned and stared at the couple seriously with a look of pain in his eyes.

She sauntered over to the young man, her posture similar to that of a ticket scalper at a concert, looking timid and sneaky. She looked very sneaky, and really didn't look like a good person.

The young man noticed someone coming towards him and immediately looked at her warily. When he found that it was a pretty young lady in bright and beautiful clothes, he ignored her.

"Hey, you feel bad too, right?"

The young man didn't want to pay attention to the young lady, but he was really hungry. Zhang Xingxing saw that his mouth was almost pursed into a line. He didn't say a word, but his eyes were full of shock of being guessed.

Zhang Xingxing immediately felt like he had found his organization. Just as he was about to reach out and pat him on the shoulder, the young man quickly blocked his hand with his own.

Huh? This hand looks so weird. Deformed? Is this a disabled person?

Zhang Xingxing, who had figured it out, immediately looked at him with sympathy. Alas, this kid's heart is dark because of his physical disability. It's not easy, it's not easy at all...

Suddenly, Zhang Xingxing heard a gurgling sound. She subconsciously thought that she was hungry, but then she thought, that's not right. She just ate too much, so she can't be hungry so quickly. Just when she wanted to find the source of the sound, she turned around and saw the young man's red ears.

Well, the case is solved. It turns out that this guy was just hungry, not evil.

Zhang Xingxing, who was alone and sad, looked at the miserable appearance of the disabled man in front of him, but couldn't help but pull him to sit down and ordered a bowl of wontons for him. At first, Zhang Xingxing was afraid that this arrogant man would refuse, but he didn't expect that he was very sensible and flexible. He took the wontons directly, said thank you, and began to eat it up.

Zhang Xingxing, who was originally planning to leave after buying, was controlled by the strong northeastern accent.

Hahaha, the way people from Northeast China talk is funny. She started to tease this guy sitting on a stool because of her bad taste.

"what is your name?"

"Zhang Qishan."

"Oh, then we are destined to be together. My last name is Zhang too. We might have been one family hundreds of years ago. What do you think? Don't be so cold."

Zhang Qishan saw Zhang Xingxing's normal-sized, beautiful, delicate hands with slender knuckles. He calmly replied with a northeastern accent.

"No, we are not from the same bank."

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