Liu Zhizhong didn't know what to defend anymore, nor could he.
He slightly understood, the more he defended, the more excited Xiang Wenxin would become, right?
So, he simply decided not to excite her, wouldn't it be better to just drive well?
Overall, he didn't have much of a fondness for Xiang Wenxin. His greater fondness for her stemmed from her beauty and sexiness.
Besides, because of her disrespect towards Feng Xiaoyue, Liu Zhizhong felt some repulsion and helplessness.
Arriving in a distinguished place and meeting a haughty lady, being in need of her favor, what else could he say? He would go along and make do, not provoke any trouble; that was the way of the world. Addressing her as Miss was the greatest respect he could show, especially since she didn't oppose it. For more chapters visıt 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
Before long, Xiang Wenxin took Liu Zhizhong into a five-star luxury hotel.
She led Liu Zhizhong directly to a presidential suite, set down the luggage, and then Xiang Wenxin asked, "Did you have dinner on the plane?"
"Okay, then I won't treat you. Just stay here comfortably, everything is on me..."
"Ah~~~ Miss Xiang, how can I accept this?"
Xiang Wenxin sat down on the living room sofa, her snow-white beautiful legs crossing charmingly, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You were arranged by that scoundrel, and if I don't treat you well, going back will make me look stingy, right? I can't afford that kind of reputation."
Enough, she was Feng Xiaoyue's conflict!
He could only smile and say, "Alright, it's better to obey than to offend, thanks to Miss Xiang."
Xiang Wenxin nodded and took out a voice recorder, saying, "Come on, tell me all the details you need help with, and I'll have someone look into them."
"Uh... Miss Xiang, you're really kind-hearted, can I help at all?"
"You help with what? If you could help, we wouldn't need me, would we?"
Those words, impeccable!
So, Liu Zhizhong sat down and began to explain everything in detail.
As Xiang Wenxin recorded it with her voice recorder, she occasionally looked touched.
After she finished recording, she swiftly stood up and said, "All set, I've recorded everything, I'll have someone handle this. All you need to do is stay in the hotel and wait for the news. If you feel bored, you can work out, or take a stroll around Rong City; you're free. Freedom is precious, isn't it?"
"Truly, thank you so much, Miss Xiang. You're absolutely right, freedom is precious. May I walk you out?"
Xiang Wenxin did not object, quietly walking towards the door.
Naturally, Liu Zhizhong escorted her out, all the way to the elevator.
After the elevator opened, he even gestured for her to enter first.
Xiang Wenxin looked at him, chuckled, and said, "Well, you have quite the manners. Thanks. I'm leaving now; just contact me if there's anything."
After saying this, she went into the elevator without glancing sideways and closed the door behind her.
Liu Zhizhong politely waved goodbye, watching the elevator descend several floors before he finally shrugged and muttered to himself: Well, it seems like visiting the Xiang family isn't too tiring after all? Their influence here seems quite strong!
Then, he peacefully took a bath and went to the presidential suite's bar, sat down, drank some beer, and admired the city's nightscape.
The millennium-old cityscape was truly enchanting, half comprised of sea and half of brilliant lights.
This city, having enjoyed significant benefits since the reforms, has indeed developed quite well.
Yet Liu Zhizhong, reminiscing about Zhang Huazhi and Ma Qingqing's past, couldn't help but feel deeply moved...
The next day, mid-morning, Liu Zhizhong was wandering an ancient alley in Rong City.
Beyond the end of this ancient alley was the historically significant Rongtong Port. Nearby, there was a Nautical Museum that Liu Zhizhong was heading towards.
He, like a leisurely tourist, carried a bag, wore sunglasses and a sun hat, walking in the unique seaside breeze of the Southern Coast, feeling refreshed and at ease.
The old stone lane felt particularly pleasant underfoot. This alley, named Qingyi, still testified to history and continued to attract plenty of tourists. As they leisurely strolled nearly nine miles down the alley, they reflected on the past and observed the shops on both sides that showcased Southern features.
Qingyi Alley had also appeared in Mr. L's latest work, and had become popular. Unexpectedly, there were even more tourists today.
But no one would have guessed that Mr. L was right beside them, right before their eyes. Some shop owners even played clips about Qingyi Alley to attract visitors, unaware that he had just passed by their storefronts.
There were indeed quite a few of such shops. Even Liu Zhizhong had bought a coconut milk tea in one of these shops, and the owner, of course, did not recognize him and did not charge him less either.
Yet, Liu Zhizhong found this feeling very pleasant.
I come from the ordinary, perhaps will become extraordinary, but am still ordinary now. The ordinary feeling, very relaxing, very leisurely; the so-called days of recuperating, also very comfortable; even the task of looking for the girl, also felt effortless.
As he was drinking the milk tea, looking very much like a relaxed tourist, Xiang Wenxin's call came in...