A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

"Okay, okay, I want it, I want the pair by Grape, no, Leaf, Grape..."

Huo Yan became anxious.

He knew that Zhuang Zhoucheng was going to lose face, and if he did, the consequences would be serious.

But she really couldn't choose.

Huo Yan raised his little face and asked bitterly:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, which pair do I want?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng said with a cold face:

"Now there are two votes. I vote for grapes, and you are neutral. Which pair do you want?"

"Then... let's have grapes, but..."

"Huo Yan!" Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned.

Huo Yan stamped his feet anxiously:

"Okay, okay, grapes. I choose grapes..."

After making a hasty choice, he hung the leaf back and muttered unwillingly:

"Really? Why are you suddenly angry? Of course you should choose carefully when buying things. If you spend more time choosing, you won't regret it later..."

Well, it took her just a moment. I guess if I wasn’t mean to her, she would have to waste another half an hour before she could make a choice.

I took my slippers to pay, and since it wasn't after get off work, there weren't many people in line.

"I'll give you my own money, I don't want yours."

Huo Yan said this while waiting in line, his tone very serious.

Zhuang Zhoucheng did not respond and let her go.

Huo Yan put the shoes in the bag and took it, but he was determined not to let Zhuang Zhou take it over. Perhaps he suddenly remembered that he wanted to distance himself from the matter.

But my feet were injured from carrying the bag, and I had to step on things with difficulty, making it very difficult to move.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was right beside her. Huo Yan walked seven or eight meters with all her might, but she finally gave in.

"Can you help me?"

It was a bit embarrassing, as I was the one who pushed him away.

Zhuang Zhoucheng extended his palm to her, not taking her temper to heart.

He is a grown man in his thirties. Why would he get angry with an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl?

Huo Yan muttered softly, and instead of putting her hand on Zhuang Zhoucheng's palm, she grabbed his clothes directly so that she could gain leverage.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand and put it on Huo Yan's shoulder, then used some force to lead her away.

"Do you know who the 'Four Leopards of the Capital' are?"

"Yeah, it was all over the internet a while ago. There were so many photos and the news was all over the place. I even complained to Ali about it. It's still got that "zhong ni" (middle school) label, so tacky and immature."

Huo Yan looked up at Zhuang Zhoucheng and asked with a smile:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, if I remember correctly, he's the rich second generation, right?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyebrows instantly rose high, like the ink splashed on them:

"No."

"Ah, no? But that's what the news says. Aren't the Beijing Four Leopards the ones who had scandals with those female celebrities, and those, uh, erotic photos were leaked? Isn't that man one of the Beijing Four Leopards?"

Huo Yan expressed her confusion, even though those celebrities and rich second-generations were very far away from her.

However, the explosive news that broke out in the gossip magazine earlier made the whole country boil.

Even students who don't pay attention to that circle know a thing or two.

Because at that time, everyone on the Internet, in newspapers, and on the streets was talking about that incident.

The general public may not know who the Four Leopards of Beijing are, but everyone has heard of them.

Just like the protagonist of the "gate incident" involving Hong Kong stars a few years ago, many mainland Chinese people only knew the person "Chen Xxi" after the gate incident.

Zhuang Zhoucheng patiently corrected:

"'The Four Leopards of the Capital' refers to four individuals, the capable descendants of the four major clans: Zhuang, Tan, Shi, and Zhuang."

"Oh...he's still a rich second-generation." Huo Yan didn't feel any difference.