Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

In a building in the city center, Feng Shayan, who was sleeping in the living room, vaguely heard a ringing bell. The jarring sound annoyed her as she tried to fall asleep.

She groped around with her eyes closed, and seemed to find her phone. She opened her eyes a crack and glanced at the phone number.

It was an unfamiliar number, so she swiped her phone to answer it.

"Get lost... I'll hit you with a hammer."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, threw it on the ground, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep.

...

Xia He was surprised when the call was answered. Before she could say anything, a woman's voice came from the other end of the line, leaving her completely stunned.

She looked at the phone after it was disconnected and checked the number again.

Ok.

That's right.

It belongs to Zhou Fengliu.

Xia He put one hand on her hip and threw the phone onto the shabby sofa. At this moment, she felt extremely complicated, a little angry, and a little something she couldn't quite put her finger on.

A woman answered Zhou Fengliu's call...

Even though she has nothing to do with Zhou Fengliu now, she still feels a little cuckolded.

Their base was raided just like that?

no...

I need to find Zhou Fengliu...

Xia He said that even if her home was raided, she would still want to see what kind of woman Zhou Fengliu had chosen; at the very least, she couldn't be a bad woman...

With that thought in mind, she picked up her phone from the old sofa and left the old house.

...

Early the next morning.

When the bright sunlight streamed through the French windows and onto the bed, Zhou Fengliu was awakened by the glaring light. Feeling a slight headache, he silently sat up.

I'm so thirsty...

Zhou Fengliu rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked around at his surroundings.

This bedroom...

This bed.

this is my house?

Zhou Fengliu was suddenly jolted awake by the surroundings. He looked closely and breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh.

This really is my home.

I moved...

Zhou Fengliu thought he had had some wonderful encounter, but it turned out to be a false alarm. He had indeed drunk quite a bit last night. He had only intended to have a little to show for it, but who would have thought that Feng Shayan could drink so much?

He recalled that towards the end of the drinking session, the two even started drinking baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor)...

I have a bit of a memory gap.

How did I get back?

Zhou Fengliu scratched his butt and then walked towards the living room to find a bottle of water. He had only taken a few steps when he saw Feng Shayan, with her white hair and disheveled clothes, sitting up and yawning.

The two looked at each other, neither having expected the other's appearance...

The scene seemed a little awkward.

"Good morning, my friend," Zhou Fengliu said, breaking the awkward silence.

"Good morning... friend," Feng Shayan replied after yawning.

"Why are you sleeping here? Aren't there guest rooms?" After drinking together last night, the two seemed less awkward, and Zhou Fengliu asked casually.

"I don't know... I've forgotten who brought me back." Feng Shayan stood up, straightened her clothes, and her full chest looked slightly deformed as she straightened her clothes.

"Maybe... it's me? I've kind of forgotten." Zhou Fengliu had just entered the living room when he saw a cell phone lying on the floor. He picked it up and saw that it was his, but the screen was broken.

"Holy crap... my phone."

He opened his phone and saw that the once-prosperous He Miao had sent him several messages, a few missed calls, and even one he had answered.

"How come there are still phone calls that have been answered?"

"Hmm... I think I answered it. People kept calling last night." Feng Shayan said, as if she remembered something. She explained that she could answer calls even when the screen was locked, and she hadn't paid attention to the fact that it was Zhou Fengliu's phone at the time.

"..."

"Who?"

"Can not remember."

"How did the phone break?"

"Hmm... I don't remember either."

"Okay, okay..." Zhou Fengliu nodded helplessly, heartbroken by the "disfigurement" of his phone.

"It's just one phone, I can just buy another one later. Do you have any water? I'm so thirsty, can you get me a bottle..." Feng Shayan said casually.

"Water? I'm here to find water too."

The two seemed completely unconcerned about spending the night in the same room with someone of the opposite sex.

After all... they are good friends.

I spent the night at a friend's house, which was quite nice.

Quite like a river.

Chapter 34: Wine, Women, Wealth, and Temper; The Four Madmen of the Quanxing Gang Gather! (Second Update)

After finding drinking water, Zhou Fengliu tossed a bottle to Feng Shayan. The two looked at each other and drank, chugging down the entire bottle of water until their thirst subsided.

"I'm going back to the company. I'm leaving now."

Feng Shayan didn't stay for breakfast either. She picked up her clothes, said goodbye to her "good friend" Zhou Fengliu, and then walked out the door.

"Take care, let's meet again sometime." Zhou Fengliu didn't try to stop him. At that moment, he sent a message to Xia He with his phone, which had a cracked screen.

[A Life of Romance]: Aren't you awesome? If you're so capable, go find someone else...

...

the other side.

Inside a detached villa in the suburbs of Tianjin, several uninvited guests followed a short man to the villa. Xia He raised an eyebrow slightly when she saw the group arrive.

"Why are you all here too?" Xia He clearly hadn't expected that the sect leader would be accompanied by the other three of the Four Madmen of Quanxing.

"The time for the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony is fast approaching, so the sect leader has instructed us to meet up with you."

A man in a black shirt adjusted his glasses and slowly began to speak.

"Xia, aren't you welcoming us?"

Behind the man in the black shirt, a monk in a monk's robe, with a fat head and round ears, asked with a smile. Accompanying him was a middle-aged woman with orange hair dressed in black.

"No...it's just that going out together would make us too conspicuous," Xia He said, explaining that she had finally found a place where no one would notice her.

With Xia He added, the four present formed the Four Madmen of Quanxing.

Xia He, the bone-scraping knife; Shen Chong, the root of disaster; Dou Mei, the intestinal poison; Gao Ning, the thunder and smoke cannon.

The four men got their nicknames from the saying that wine is poison that burns through the intestines, lust is a steel knife that scrapes the bones, wealth is the root of trouble, and anger is thunder and cannon fire.

Wine, women, wealth, and power—these four are abilities that most people cannot resist.

...

"Xia He, Lü Liang, how is the situation?" The short man at the head was the acting leader of the Quanxing sect. He ignored the conversation between his four arrogant subordinates and simply turned his gaze to Lü Liang, who was not far away.

"It's done."

At this moment, Lü Liang was wearing a vest, and a joyful expression appeared on his face. After working day and night, he finally extracted the remaining fragments of memory from Zhang Chulan's grandfather.

Looking at the small golden ball in his hand, Lü Liang chuckled. Without any hesitation, he placed the ball in front of his forehead and took a look at it himself first.

A few dozen seconds later, after reading the memory, his expression changed slightly, and he handed the small golden ball to the people in front of him.

"This thing...contains a lot of information, you guys take a look."

Xia He was also curious and wanted to see, but she was interrupted by a sudden text message. She glanced at her phone and saw that it was Zhou Fengliu replying to her, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Her expression changed slightly when she saw the content.

Okay, okay...

I'll keep looking... I refuse to believe I can't find you.