She wants to buy beauty medicine, and you turn her into a succubus?

Chapter 118 Zhang Qian and Ye Fan
At the dinner table, Zhang's mother didn't say much, but just kept putting food into Zhang Xiaoyi's bowl.

Zhang Youfu said distressedly:

"Is it very bitter in the Taoist temple? We can't eat these things, right?"

Zhang Xiaoyi nodded:
"I can't eat, but I am very happy practicing with Master."

The master used all his life savings to build the Shushan Taoist Temple and was reluctant to buy meat.

Zhang Youfu sighed:

"Alas! What a pity that I didn't get to have a drink with your master."

Zhang Qian said nothing, her lips pouted up to the sky.

When a person thinks another person is an idiot, everything he does will be considered an idiot.

Zhang Qian just looked down on Zhang Xiaoyi, a guy who was a feudal superstitious person and brought disgrace to the family.

After taking a few bites, Zhang Qian stopped eating.

Zhang Youfu and his wife saw this and felt bitter. Why were these brother and sister so awkward?

Zhang Xiaoyi didn't care and went upstairs to rest after dinner.

Uncle Dao walked into Zhang Xiaoyi's room:
"Xiao Yi, what are you missing? Your father told me to buy it for you."

Uncle Dao used to be the big brother of the underground world in the imperial capital and was taken in by Zhang Youfu when he was in trouble.

He is now Zhang Youfu's bodyguard and will also handle Zhang Youfu's dirty work in secret.

Nowadays, is there any big businessman who doesn’t deal in both law and justice?
Zhang Xiaoyi sat on the windowsill, resting his chin on his hand, looking at the sea view, and asked lightly:

"Uncle Dao, what's going on with the Xie family?"

Uncle Dao showed a trace of resentment on his face, but he quickly covered it up and said:
“I shouldn’t have told you this.

But you are the son of the Zhang family, and you will inherit the family business sooner or later.

The Xie family is just a bunch of cowards who like to do things behind the scenes.

Two workers died a few days ago, but the police couldn’t catch anyone and said it was an accident.

The construction site was also ordered to stop work for inspection.

Haha, I don’t know how the Xie family did it.”

Zhang Xiaoyi smelled something unusual:

"How do you know for sure that it was the Xie family who killed him?"

Uncle Dao said:
"For half a month, our construction site has either been experiencing fire or wall collapse.

Some workers also said they saw ghosts at night.

When someone died a few days ago, some workers also said they saw a ghost.

The worker who saw the ghost is now mentally ill, and his words cannot be used as evidence.

I also consulted a feng shui master, spent a lot of money, but couldn't find anything.

I don’t believe in ghosts, I just believe that someone is playing tricks on me.”

Zhang Xiaoyi frowned slightly.

No matter how you listen to it, this sounds like an unusual incident.

Uncle Dao pondered for a while and said:
“Actually, you shouldn’t blame Qianqian too much for her bad attitude towards you.

A few days ago, that fake Taoist priest cheated your father out of a lot of money and also said that your sister is a celestial evil fox star that specifically brings disaster to the family.

So your sister is a little bit... "

Zhang Xiaoyi nodded.

My sister already had a lot of complaints about him, and after that fake master defamed the Taoist priest, she became even more dissatisfied with him.

Zhang Xiaoyi didn't care about it. After thinking for a while, he said:

"Where is the construction site? I'll go check it out later."

Uncle Dao was stunned for a moment, looked Zhang Xiaoyi up and down, and suddenly realized something.

The young master is also a Taoist priest.

He struggled internally.

Should I take the young master to the construction site or not?
Take it to the construction site. Mr. Zhang certainly doesn't want the young master to show off those Taoist tricks.

Don’t take him to the construction site. After all, the young master wants to contribute to the Zhang family. I can’t discourage his enthusiasm!

Before Uncle Dao finished his ideological struggle, he heard snoring.

When I looked up, I saw the young master sleeping against the window.

Sleeping peacefully.

I've heard that the young master is very sleepy, but I didn't expect him to fall asleep like this.

Uncle Dao stepped out and closed the door carefully.

. . . . . .

At night, Zhang Xiaoyi woke up and looked out the window in a daze.

Bright street lights lit up in the manor.

There are three or five security guards patrolling.

A red Ferrari drove out of the estate.

"Qianqian? Going out so late?"

Zhang Xiaoyi murmured, stretched lazily, and walked downstairs.

I ran into the maid head-on.

Zhang Xiaoyi asked casually:

"Where are you going so late at night?"

The maid said respectfully:

"The lady is out now, probably going to the bar."

Zhang Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows:
"Is it safe to go out so late?" the maid asked.
"Mr. Zhang has bought out the bars that the young lady always goes to. There's no problem with safety."

Zhang Xiaoyi frowned, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

His cultivation became higher and higher, and his intuition became more and more accurate.

Zhang Xiaoyi said:

"Tell my dad, I'm going to go out for a walk."

The maid was stunned:
"Mr. Zhang and his wife are out for a cocktail party. Please give them a call."

Zhang Xiaoyi nodded and walked out of the hall.

. . . . . . . . . .

Early morning, Imperial Capital, Insulator Bar.

The music was so loud that, except for the DJ, one had to get very close to hear what others were saying.

This can also be considered as bringing people closer together.

What is important is the distance between men and women.

Most of the people who came to the bar were looking for sex, and they soon set their eyes on Zhang Qian, who was dressed like a little gangster.

Someone wanted to approach and chat, but was stopped by a big man with tattoos of dragons and tigers.

This big guy is called Brother Biao, and he is the one who runs this bar.

The man with evil intentions left in embarrassment.

Zhang Qian looked at those men with disdain, then looked at Brother Biao with a little more admiration in her eyes.

This girl has admired underground culture since she was young. Chen Haonan in the movie "The Thirteenth Sister of Bowling Lane" is her idol.

She looks down on the rich and powerful and only likes this kind of scoundrel.

Zhang Qian smiled and said:
"Brother Biao is so awesome."

Brother Biao smiled broadly:
"Hey, that's nothing.

I followed Brother Dao, who was much more powerful than me back then."

Zhang Qian glanced at a young man with an unfamiliar face.

The young man had blond hair, wore earrings, had the word "righteousness" tattooed on his arm, and had an antique ring on his hand.

The blond young man was holding a pen and paper and drawing something.

Is he reading a book or studying? How strange.

Zhang Qian showed interest:
"Who is that? Why haven't I seen him before?"

Brother Biao said:
"His name is Ye Fan. He's new here and doesn't talk much."

Zhang Qian took the wine, walked to Ye Fan, and put her hand on Ye Fan's shoulder:
"Brother, your tattoo is very handsome.

Let me see what you wrote.

Ye Fan replied:

"I'm learning to draw talismans."

Zhang Qian's face suddenly turned dark.

Why are there so many people engaging in feudal superstitions recently!
Brother Biao came over, looked at the time and said:

“It’s getting late, Brother Dao has instructed that you must be sent home before two o’clock.

Afan, Achao, and Hui, the three of you drive and follow the lady.

We must ensure that the young lady gets home safely."

Ah Chao and Ah Hui were overjoyed.

Sending the young lady home can bring together a lot of emotions.

Zhang Qian said dissatisfied:

"I'm not going home. There's a stinky Taoist priest at home. How about you, Brother Biao, help me teach him a lesson and drive him away."

Brother Biao said in difficulty:
"You're talking about Master Zhang Xiaoyi, right?

Qianqian, aren't you making things difficult for me?

If I touch Young Master Zhang, Brother Dao will peel off my skin."

Zhang Qian pouted:

"That's fine."

She glanced at Ye Fan:
"Then I don't want him to send me."

Ah Hui and Ah Chao saw that Zhang Qian didn't like Ye Fan, so they flattered her:

"Then don't let Afan go. The two of us can protect the young lady home safely."

Brother Biao's face turned cold:
“No, Afan is really capable.

His boxing and kicking skills are far better than yours, and he's also very smart.

He must go. I will not be at ease if he does not go."

Zhang Qian couldn't get over Brother Biao, so she snorted:
"Then he is not allowed to drive my car. Ah Hui is not drunk, so you can drive my car."

"Okay!" Ah Hui was overjoyed.

Zhang Qian crossed her arms and looked at Ye Fan with an unhappy expression.

Feeling Zhang Qian's hostility, Ye Fan scratched his head in confusion:
"How did I offend you? It's not like I really like driving for you."

Zhang Qian became even angrier and stomped away angrily.

She has always been the center of attention, so when has she ever been left out in the cold?

The Taoist brother ignored her, and so did the golden-haired boy who liked feudal superstitions.

Ah Hui and Ah Chao followed quickly.

(End of this chapter)