Hamandan swirled the wine glass in his hand slightly, smiling gracefully and elegantly: "That’s what you said, I don’t know anything."
Along the way, Yan Zisu kept her head half-lowered, holding her hands together, not daring to look you in the eyes.
Passing by a tofu pudding shop, you reached out to hold Yan Zisu’s small hand and led her inside.
"Boss, two bowls of tofu pudding, one sweet, one salty."
You and Yan Zisu sat down together, and the tofu pudding quickly arrived. You smiled at Yan Zisu, who looked like a student who made a mistake: "Why are you always keeping your head down? I’m not going to eat you."
Yan Zisu was never much of a talker. Seeing you smile, and looking into your eyes, she found no bla but rather a hint of compassion, so she nodded gently and picked up a spoon, slowly eating.
After eating, you asked: "Is there still trouble at ho?"
Yan Zisu never lied or covered things up in front of you, because she knew no matter how she tried to hide it, you’d see through it.
She nodded slightly, her voice soft and slow: "Dad’s illness requires a lot of money, and Mom’s health hasn’t been great these days."
"Why didn’t you call?" As soon as those words ca out, you smacked yourself on the lips, imdiately scolding, "Darn! I haven’t given you my number!"
With that, you reached out to Yan Zisu: "Give your phone."
Taking Yan Zisu’s phone, you entered a satellite-encrypted number and said: "No matter what happens, tell first, okay?"
"Mm."
Later, you took Yan Zisu to a nearby comrcial bank, specially opened a gold card for her, and transferred two million to it.
Seeing this, Yan Zisu imdiately shook her head: "This won’t do, it’s too much."
"It’s not much. If Auntie asks later, just say it’s the engagent gift I gave in advance."
Hearing your embarrassing words, Yan Zisu lowered her head slightly and smiled shyly.
As you and Yan Zisu left, the counter clerk was full of envy: "Ah, I wish I had such good fortune."
"Fate varies for everyone, that’s how the world is, just focus on your work, don’t think too much. If it doesn’t work out, go ho and read novels online, fantasize a little. Recently, that ’Greedy for Money’ person who changed their pen na has a new book ’Raising Foxes for Trouble’ that’s really good, you should check it out." A colleague patted his shoulder and walked away smiling.
After sending Yan Zisu ho, you stayed for a al after her mother’s repeated insistence.
Both Yan Dongqing and Tau Yan were very satisfied with this prospective son-in-law. So, the al took quite a while, and by the ti you left, it was already after one o’clock.
Finding yourself with no place to go, realizing you have ti off, you should hang out with friends, and you don’t really want to return ho now, you made a call to Zong Wangyue. This damn Fatty surprisingly wasn’t glued to Liu Yaoyao today; turns out Class Two and Class Six were having a basketball match.
You felt bored and decided to go watch.
You initially thought the match Zong Wangyue ntioned was just a small inter-class competition, but it turned out to be held in a large stadium. After changing into team uniforms, Xiao Feng and the other four took you to the court to get familiar with the place. Zong Wangyue was resting nearby, with more than an hour left before the ga started, but many people were already occupying seats.
"Boss, do you excel at playing inside or outside?" Zong Wangyue asked after taking the basketball from Xiao Feng and passing it to you. You grabbed the basketball with one hand, gazing at the hoop above.
These years you lived on the edge without much understanding of sports activities, he shook his head: "I’m not really sure about this, if it’s just putting the ball in the hoop, that’s relatively simple."
You lightly tossed the basketball with your right hand, and the ball traced a beautiful arc in the air and swished through the net!
Xiao Feng’s eyes lit up; for soone steeped in basketball, he couldn’t casually pull off the kind of move you just did. He passed the basketball back to you, smiling: "Boss, try it from the three-point line."
Walking to the three-point line with the basketball, you knew very little about basketball, haven’t even watched a complete ga. You didn’t even know where the three-point line was, and ended up standing at the center line. Standing there with the ball quickly drew attention from those around, and even folks warming up on the other side from Class Six.
"Hey, what’s that guy doing?"
"No idea, but his stance with the ball looks odd."
Indeed, you held onto the basketball with your right hand; although your hand wasn’t particularly large, it looked like the ball was glued to your hand.
At this mont, a guy of similar height to you brought his teammates over, looking at you with a nacing and unfriendly gaze.
"What’s up, wanna fight?"
You looked at him, a hint of teasing subtly curling the corners of your mouth.
Xiao Feng urgently whispered in your ear: "Old Shu, this guy is called Ma Dian, reputedly with strong backing. During the ti you were gone, he was persistently pursuing Sister-in-law, pestering her non-stop."
Hearing this, you raised an eyebrow, the teasing expression on your face deepening.
Ma Dian, being a born and bred prodigy, despised that kind of expression from you the most. Yet Ma Dian wasn’t foolish; he knew if he wanted to deal with you, now wasn’t the ti.
Previously hearing you had left school, he regretted missing a chance to deal with you, and didn’t expect you to deliver yourself to him.
For Ma Dian, this was an excellent opportunity to humiliate you. As a mber of the Young Masters Party of Yuhang, whatever he wanted, he got, with no one telling him NO, yet now, Yan Zisu didn’t even glance at him, which irritated him.
Ma Dian observed your peculiar stance with the ball, naturally showing a mocking expression: "Hey, wanna bet?"
"Bet on what?" You looked at Ma Dian, full of disdain.
Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere, the originally noisy scene suddenly quieted down, and Ma Dian deliberately raised his voice so that surrounding spectators could hear: "If you score over 20 points in this match, I’ll give you my BMW X5; if you lose, strip and run around the court naked ten tis in front of everyone!"
You rolled your eyes and gazed at Ma Dian with disdain: "I don’t even have a driver’s license, what use does your junk car have for ? Besides, twenty points or whatever is pretty easy to handle. The stakes are too low, not interested."
Saying that, you turned and prepared to return to the team.
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