Rebirth 78: After being jilted at the altar, I reached the pinnacle!

Li Hanliang was drinking mutton soup when he heard this sentence and almost choked to death!

"Cough cough!" Li Hanliang grabbed a tissue to wipe his nose, feeling that his nose was almost chafed raw. The paper in this era was too rough.

But this person is even rougher.

Were all women in the late 70s this direct?

"Sis, you...you're kidding me, right?"

Li Hanliang looked her over from left to right, and she didn't seem like she really wanted to date a younger man.

However, as the saying goes, women are like wolves in their thirties and tigers in their forties. This beautiful lady is at least in her early thirties. Is she really like a wolf or a tiger, indiscriminate in her hunger?

Zhou Meiping's beautiful yet shrewd eyes, just like a tiger's, lingered on Li Hanliang.

Li Hanliang felt a chill run down his spine from her gaze, so he took a swig of baijiu to warm himself up.

"Seriously, young man? I think you're quite capable. Don't try to embolden me with alcohol here!"

Li Hanliang twitched the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he finally realized that Zhou Meiping was just teasing him on purpose.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

In any relationship, he likes to be in control of others and dislikes being controlled, especially by a woman.

"Sister Zhou, I do like your charm and beauty, but it's just a normal appreciation of beauty. I have no intention of offending you. You don't need to be so hostile towards me and try to humiliate me, do you?"

Li Hanliang straightened his expression, and the sunny smile on his handsome face was gone, replaced by an invisible sense of oppression.

Zhou Meiping was stunned for a moment. She did not expect that she would feel the oppressive power of the powerful aura that only that person had from a young boy.

But Li Hanliang quickly recovered and picked up a shumai with his chopsticks, looking at Zhou Meiping, "Sister, shall we talk business?"

Zhou Meiping took a deep breath and looked at Li Hanliang, who was smiling, but something felt off.

However, once she has made up her mind, she will never change it.

Zhou Meiping also took a sip of baijiu (Chinese liquor). It was very strong, but she didn't even flinch.

"Want to talk business? Sure, but you have to do me a favor first, and then I'll agree."

Li Hanliang was already surprised to see her drink a large gulp of wine without blushing or skipping a beat, and now, hearing her say this, he felt even more puzzled.

"Sister, how can I help you? To be honest, I have nothing but money."

There's no way around it; this fat guy has to put on a brave face today, no matter how much he tries to save face.

Zhou Meiping looked him up and down, her eyes filled with disdain. "I really don't care about the little money a small restaurant owner like you has."

Li Hanliang gave an awkward laugh. It was nothing; he didn't actually have that much money, so there was absolutely nothing to be dissatisfied about.

Zhou Meiping frowned. "Let me be frank, I've taken a liking to you. You're useful."

Li Hanliang was stunned. Seeing her frowning and disgusted look, he really wanted to ask, "Sister, are you sure you said you liked it, and not that you didn't like it?"

“Don’t be afraid,” Zhou Meiping said, her tone softening as she thought he was frightened. “I actually want you to pretend to be my boyfriend for a while, just pretend. Once my matter is resolved, I won’t bother you.”

"Why?" Li Hanliang was relieved after hearing half of it, realizing that he probably didn't even need to pretend to be a pork vendor anymore.

If this matter can be accomplished, wouldn't all the news related to pork vendors in this county be readily available?

“My ex-husband is harassing me, so I need to find someone to deal with him. I think you're young and smart, just right. What do you think?” Zhou Meiping continued to sized him up.

Li Hanliang felt like he was a pig in this woman's eyes.

"Sis, who is your ex-husband? Is he some kind of thug or something? I can't handle him," Li Hanliang laughed it off. "Money is important, but life is more important."

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you're alright." Zhou Meiping took another sip of her drink, a look of worry spreading across her beautiful face. "Just tell me, do you dare or not? If you do, everything's fine; if you don't, get the hell out of here!"

Li Hanliang was amused by her; in his entire life, he had never written the word "fear".

"Sis, when you made this request of me, didn't you know I would dare?"

Zhou Meiping nodded, and finally a hint of appreciation appeared in her gaze as she looked at Li Hanliang.

"Eat quickly, and then come home with me."

"Okay, okay." Li Hanliang nodded, not refusing.

As for the business, he didn't say anything more. It was obvious that Zhou Meiping was a woman of her word, so once he was sure she wasn't the one selling adulterated pork to the vocational school, he could safely ask her for information.

Whether her small restaurant business succeeds or not is really not important to her.

Li Hanliang followed Zhou Meiping home, only to find that her family also lived in the eastern suburbs, and that they were just one street away from the Pei family's home.

He hadn't expected this situation. If Pei Shuxin saw this, wouldn't she misunderstand?

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Zhou Meiping stopped and asked when she saw Li Hanliang hesitate.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Li Hanliang snorted and entered the house before Zhou Meiping.

Romantic feelings are not a factor that can stop him from moving forward. Besides, he and Pei Shuxin haven't really gotten to know each other yet; at most, it's just him having a crush on someone else's girl.

The two had just entered the house when a man dressed in stylish denim and with a slicked-back hairstyle walked in.

Qi Shibin, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and a large gold watch on his wrist, spoke with a distinct Hong Kong and Taiwanese accent, "This is the boyfriend you were talking about? He's barely grown any hair yet, is he?"

"Little brother, tell your older brother how much money your sister pays you to act?" Qi Shibin patted Li Hanliang's face, as if he were patting a melon.

Li Hanliang thought he was over thirty, and he didn't act properly at all. Did he think that by dressing like a Hong Kong or Taiwanese person, he was really at the forefront of the times? How many coins could he possibly pull out of his pocket?

"Not bad, brother. Being in the Hong Kong and Taiwan circle is so fashionable. You even know how to act. Brother, if I don't act in this play, how much money will you give me?" Li Hanliang narrowed his eyes, smiled, and slowly approached the hooligan.

"I have as much as you want, but you little punk, you're not worthy of my money." Qi Shibin flicked his gold watch. "If you don't want to die, get out of here now, or I'll beat you to death."

"Fuck you!" Li Hanliang grabbed a chair and smashed it over his shoulder!

Caught off guard, Qi Shibin was hit and fell to the ground with a cry of "Ouch!"

Li Hanliang was even more impolite, raising his foot to kick her, saying, "If you dare to mess with my girlfriend again, I'll break your legs!"

Li Hanliang kicked him again and again, giving him no chance to react. "You son of a bitch... I'm asking you, do you submit or not!"

"Will you dare to bother Zhou Meiping again in the future?"