Leng Lingxiao pulled over a swivel chair and sat down, quietly watching the scene not far away, then took out his phone.
Inside the booth, an old man and a child occasionally argued over differences in opinion, but from a distance, the scene was very warm.
"Big brother, do you think this place needs to be changed..."
"No need, it’s fine as it is. Though, this length... might it be a little too short? What do you plan on doing with it, self-defense?"
"Hehe, right, ward off perverts!"
Wang Jinhui touched his nose, giving a faint smile as if he didn’t quite believe her.
He raised his glass and took a light sip, and as he was just about to start on the marinated dishes, he realized that Leng Lingxiao had already left.
Thus, he looked up, searching the room.
His gaze quickly settled on the bar. The two men exchanged knowing smiles and continued as usual, those looking at pictures continued doing so, and those on the phone kept talking.
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At midnight, Mei Garden.
Leng Lingxiao and Tang Xiaowan returned after an enjoyable evening.
The butler, Li Fugui, had already prepared a late-night snack. Unfortunately, both of them were full and ended up chatting by the stairs.
Tang Xiaowan was sleepy, yawning constantly.
"Huahua, thank you for spending the night with me, I’ll transfer the money to you, and also... if you don’t feel like traveling, you can make do with staying in the first-floor guest room for the night. I’m going up now, good night."
"There’s no need for money!"
Tang Xiaowan stopped in her tracks at that sentence.
She slowly turned around, her eyebrows furrowed, wondering if this person intended to be like Li Zishen?
It would be best if he wasn’t; otherwise, they couldn’t be friends.
Thinking this, Tang Xiaowan’s face suddenly changed into a beaming smile.
"Why? You’ve been so helpful lately, and if we can’t even go Dutch when we go out, then don’t come looking for me again in the future, it wouldn’t be nice."
"The places we went to today have your shares, so we can just transfer the accounts, no need for money."
Was this a pie falling from the sky?
Tang Xiaowan touched her nose, her eyes wide with surprise: "Transfer accounts, my shares?"
Leng Lingxiao nodded, his dark eyes filled with a hint of amusement, like a lake under the warm sun, glittering brightly.
Tang Xiaowan blushed, feeling very shy, and suddenly didn’t know what to say.
"Some time ago, didn’t I give you a bank card? The money in there represents your shares of investments," Leng Lingxiao added.
"Meijuan mentioned the money in the card was from you... Oh, she didn’t specify what it was for, just that I could spend it however I wanted."
Leng Lingxiao put one hand in his pocket, smiling roguishly.
"That’s right, you can indeed spend it however you want, it covers about half already!"
Tang Xiaowan asked in surprise, "Half?"
"Yep, meaning, almost all of my domestic investments... you’ve got shares in them."
"Where would I have gotten so much money?"
"It wasn’t much at first, but it gradually increased. The money in the card is just pocket money for you, it doesn’t count for much. The rest is all in the company, compounding. Making money with money, that was your idea, hahaha."
Leng Lingxiao laughed heartily, his eyes full of admiration and affection.
"What’s up, Tangtang?"
"Oh, nothing, just keep it there."
Tang Xiaowan said this and went upstairs.
She was so stiff as she took off her shoes that she almost tripped on the way.
Leng Lingxiao watched the whole thing but didn’t go up to help, just smiled faintly and then went straight to the guest room at the far east end.
He was very familiar with everything here.
Fifteen years, and Mei Garden held too many of his laughs, as well as those unforgettable moments, all related to Tang Xiaowan.
Can I call you Huahua?
No, that’s tacky, call me brother.
Leng Lingxiao, Lingxiao Flower, Huahua, how nice it sounds, Tangtang likes it so much.
Well then, Huahua it is.
Wow, great, Huahua, Huahua, Huahua...
Are you going to say it a hundred times?
Yes, yes, it sounds so nice, Huahua.
"Tangtang, if you could choose again, would you still skip class to keep that appointment? If you hadn’t gone, would you never have met Li Zishen, and then everything... would have remained unchanged, right?"
Leng Lingxiao clenched the car keys tightly in his hand, as if he had a full chest of anger with nowhere to vent, finally resorting to taking a cold shower.
Meanwhile, a black sedan was speeding along the winding mountain road.