Cheng Yu watched the figure in light yellow disappear with reluctance before turning to Song Li solemnly, “Let’s go. What Zhang Rong said isn’t something you can take lightly.” Song Li, pulled by Cheng Yu, got into the car. Both lit cigarettes, not driving, just sitting there, lost in thought. Cheng Yu suddenly said, “Did you hear what I just said? What are you planning to do?” Song Li, distracted, replied, “What?” Cheng Yu said, “It’s what Shi Ge said. He always means what he says. When the time comes, forget about anything else, the old guys from Xin Song will certainly make a big deal out of this. I heard from Xiao Fu that she’s actually Dong Fangshu’s daughter!” “What?” Cheng Yu was greatly surprised. “Then why Liu Yi… Zhang Rong is too smart to be easily fooled, isn’t he?” “There must be some conspiracy here,” Song Li said calmly. “I need to find out.” Cheng Yu tried to lighten the mood, “Otherwise, you might as well just marry Liu Yi. At least, as the Zhang family’s son-in-law, you wouldn’t have to struggle for at least twenty years.” Song Li glanced at him, looking bored. “If it’s that good, why don’t you marry her? I remember you liked her more than I did. I’ll let you have her this time!” “Get lost!” Cheng Yu took a fierce drag on his cigarette, flicked the butt out the window, and shook his head, “Let’s go for a drive, I’m so annoyed.” With that, he floored the accelerator, speeding off.
On the other side, Fu Xiaotang took Ji Shan to Tang Li for dinner. Tao Li Si stared at Ji Shan for a few moments before pulling Fu Xiaotang aside and whispering, “This one’s not bad, I like this kind of gentle, delicate, and slightly sickly beautiful boy.” She then feigned confusion, “How could Young Master Jun Jie allow you to keep a pretty boy? Give him to me!” Fu Xiaotang told her to drop dead with clear enunciation. Using her privileges as the second boss, Fu Xiaotang secured a quiet private room. Tang Li’s business was booming; without a reservation, even single seats were hard to come by. Ji Shan looked around and sincerely praised, “It’s really nice!” Fu Xiaotang poured tea for him, “It’s all thanks to Xiao Tao. She’s really good at this, thriving every day, the busier, the happier she is. Now she’s planning to open a branch.” Ji Shan said, “This location is fantastic. How did you manage to get it?”
Volume Two: The Dancing Girl, Chapter Seventy-Three: Visiting Fu Xiaotang
