Live fortune telling: Sending a top star to prison right from the start.

The restaurant was dimly lit and softly lit, and the air was filled with the lingering aroma of barbecue.

Yunran put down the last bamboo skewer and said to Lu Zhizhou, "Brother, this is the last meal of the month."

Lu Zhizhou is an actor and needs to control his weight, so he only indulges in high-calorie foods occasionally.

He nodded: "Okay."

Lu Zhizhou raised his hand to call the waiter.

"Pay the bill."

The waiter approached with a smile and handed over the bill.

After carefully examining the item, Lu Zhizhou scanned the code to pay.

"Ranran is gone."

Just as they were about to get up and leave, before they could even take a step, a group of burly men surrounded them and blocked their way.

These people had menacing faces and unfriendly eyes.

One of the guys, with dyed yellow hair, stood at the front, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. Amidst the swirling smoke, he let out a cold laugh.

"Kid, you think you can just leave after you've finished eating?"

Lu Zhizhou frowned, instinctively shielding Yun Ran behind him, his voice steady and cold.

"Who are you? Why are you stopping us?"

The blond-haired man spat out his cigarette butt, crushed it with his foot, and spoke arrogantly.

"Hmph, what do you care who we are? You're pretty arrogant, kid. Ask around around here and find out who Brother Biao is."

You were eating here just now, chatting quite happily with the owner, weren't you? That owner owes me money, what should we do about it?

Yun Ran peeked out from behind Lu Zhizhou and said angrily, "What does it have to do with us that the shop owner owes you money?"

One of Brother Biao's henchmen roared, "Stop talking nonsense! In my opinion, you're all in cahoots. If you don't come up with some money today, you're not leaving!"

Lu Zhizhou's heart tightened. He knew that this group of people were deliberately causing trouble. He had to consider Yun Ran and couldn't act impulsively.

He took a deep breath and said, "We are just customers who came here to eat. We have no reason to give you money. If you continue to cause trouble like this, I will call the police."

Upon hearing this, Brother Biao's face darkened further. He waved his hand, and his underlings slowly gathered around, each one eager to fight.

Lu Zhizhou gripped Yun Ran's wrist tightly, his eyes warily scanning the people around them.

Seeing the situation, the shop owner quickly stepped forward; he couldn't let innocent people be dragged in like this.

Zheng He hurriedly took out all the money he had worked hard to earn that day from the cashier and handed it to Brother Biao, who was in charge.

His face was all smiles, but his eyes revealed helplessness and fear, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Brother Biao, this is all the money I have today. Please accept it. I will make sure to get the rest of the money back to you as soon as possible."

Brother Biao glanced disdainfully at the crumpled banknotes, a sneer playing on his lips.

"Is this all the money you've got? You're trying to fob me off like a beggar!"

The thug with dyed yellow hair next to him was even more arrogant. He snatched the money and flung it in the air, scattering the coins like falling leaves.

Zheng He looked distressed and tried to pick it up, but was pushed back by Brother Biao's men.

"Brother Biao, I've really been trying my best to raise the money these past few days. Please give me some more time. Don't smash up my shop; this is my whole family's livelihood."

Brother Biao laughed loudly: "Grace period? How long have you been dragging this out? This little bit of money isn't even enough for the interest today."

His eyes reddened, and he almost pleaded, "Brother Biao, I know it's not enough, but I really tried my best."

Brother Biao snorted coldly and said viciously, "Zheng He, if you don't pay me back next time, I'll really smash up your shop and make sure you can't survive on this street anymore!"

Yun Ran, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it any longer. Her eyes widened in anger, and she roared.

"Have you no humanity left?! How can you bully others like this!"

Brother Biao glanced at Yun Ran sideways and said, "Oh, little girl, you want to meddle in other people's business?"

Lu Zhizhou quickly stepped forward and pulled Yun Ran back, whispering, "Ranran, don't be impulsive, there are too many of them."

Yunran clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white, trying hard to suppress the anger in her heart.

Lu Zhizhou stepped forward: "It's just money, I'll pay it back for you, but you must promise not to harass him again."

Brother Biao looked at Lu Zhizhou with disdain: "What are you pretending to be, kid? How much can you even come up with?"

Lu Zhizhou took out his phone: "I can transfer it to you right now, but you have to sign a written agreement to ensure that this matter is settled."

After thinking about it, Brother Biao felt that it was good to get the money, so he agreed to Lu Zhizhou's suggestion.

After Lu Zhizhou transferred the money, Brother Biao swaggered away with his men.

Zheng He said gratefully to Lu Zhizhou and Yun Ran, "Thank you, I will pay you back as soon as possible."

Yunran comforted him, "Boss, it's not easy for you to run this shop all by yourself. Let's just consider this a good deed."

Lu Zhizhou asked, "How did you get involved with these people?"

Zheng He sighed heavily, his eyes filled with weariness and worry, and slowly said.

"I really had no other choice. My daughter suddenly fell seriously ill, and the illness was like a bottomless pit, costing a lot of money every day."

The family's savings had long been exhausted, and they had borrowed from all the relatives and friends they could.

"I was truly desperate, so I thought of borrowing some money from them to tide me over."

Yunran: "How is the child doing now?"

Zheng He's eyes instantly reddened, and tears welled up in them.

“She’s still lying in the hospital, and seeing her suffer every day is like a knife to my heart. But this disease requires long-term treatment, and I really don’t know what to do about the follow-up expenses.”

Yunran frowned, and after thinking for a moment, said, "Have you thought of any other ways? Like asking for help from the community?"

Zheng He shook his head, hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a low voice.

"Actually, I received some money for taking the blame for someone before, but that money was far from enough. Now I'm under supervision and dare not make a fuss."

Lu Zhizhou and Yun Ran were both stunned when they heard this.

Zheng He wiped away his tears helplessly: "I was out of my mind at the time. I know it was wrong, but I was only thinking about saving my daughter's life."

Pity the parents of the world.

If true, Yunran wants to help their family.

She asked, "Would it be convenient for you to visit her tomorrow?"

Zheng He nodded: "Of course."

……

As expected, Lu Zhizhou was trending on social media again that night.

Yunran immediately took action in public relations, and the marketing department quickly resolved the issue.