It was getting late, and the two were starving. Pei Zhi led Pei Xi to a nearby barbecue restaurant.

As soon as you approach the entrance, the aroma of charcoal-grilled meat wafts over you. A row of barbecue grills stands at the entrance, and several barbecue chefs are busy at work, with smoke billowing from the grills.

The waiter led the two to an outdoor table. In this weather, it was quite comfortable to eat barbecue outside with a cool night breeze.

As soon as I sat down, the waiter handed me a menu and a pen, saying, "Write down what you want to eat, and then give it to me."

Both of them were starving, so Pei Zhi boldly checked off the menu items, ordering mutton, beef, and pork belly, and trying all the signature dishes.

Pei Xi wasn't picky about food and let him write whatever he wanted.

After quickly selecting the menu items, Pei Zhi called out to a waiter, but the waiter who had been waiting was busy with other customers, and the restaurant was too busy for anyone to answer immediately.

Pei Zhi got up, ready to hand over the menu, but just as he was about to step forward, he heard the sound of a motorcycle beside him.

Pei Xi looked up and saw a black motorcycle parked on the side of the road. A person was straddling the motorcycle, with their legs on the ground, wearing a helmet, only their eyes were visible.

Upon seeing the familiar motorcycle, Pei Xi's mind immediately went into overdrive.

At the same time, Pei Zhi was also attracted by the sound of braking. He frowned and felt that the figure looked somewhat familiar.

The next second, the person sitting in the car took off their helmet and looked in the direction where the two were sitting.

After seeing his face clearly, Pei Xi shook his head and sighed, thinking, "It's true what they say, enemies are destined to meet."

She noticed that Pei Zhi's hand holding the menu stiffened visibly, and his expression instantly turned displeased.

Not far away, Jiang Cheng was also surprised to see the brother and sister here, and his gaze froze for a moment.

He frowned instantly when he saw the injury on Pei Zhi's face, and his gaze immediately shifted to Pei Xi opposite him, scanning him up and down twice.

Then he took a long stride, walked two steps to Pei Zhi, and snatched the menu from his hand.

Pei Zhi's hand was suddenly empty, and he said with displeasure, "Why did you take my menu?"

"Didn't you ask for a waiter?" Jiang Cheng asked back.

Pei Zhi was taken aback, only then realizing that Jiang Cheng was working here.

"Then take it over for me, and remember to put less chili in it." Pei Zhi glanced at him.

Jiang Cheng heard this but didn't react. He was about to leave when he turned back to look at him, as if he couldn't help but speak coldly: "You have nothing better to do than fight with your sister, right?"

His tone was sarcastic and as cold as winter water; it wasn't so much mockery as an angry interrogation.

Pei Zhi was very unhappy. What right did he have to question him?

But he was still somewhat guilty, so his tone of confrontation was a bit weaker: "What I do is none of your business."

Jiang Cheng remained silent for a moment.

Yes, what he does is none of his business.

He gave Pei Zhi a cold glance, then turned and walked into the house.

Pei Zhi sat back down, muttering under his breath with a disgruntled expression, "Nonsense, what does it have to do with him? Besides, I didn't fight on purpose. I always have a legitimate reason for taking action!"

Pei Xi remained silent, simply watching Jiang Cheng's retreating figure.

He had long legs, and he walked into the house in a few steps. The shop door was wide open, and she saw him hand the menu to someone, then pick up several heavy-looking bags and walk out hurriedly.

The sound of a motorcycle reached his ears again, and he sped away once more, disappearing into the night.

A strange emotion suddenly welled up in Pei Xi's heart.

Jiang Cheng, who works so hard to make a living, is completely different from the elegant man in a suit in his dream.

Pei Zhi suddenly muttered to himself, "Didn't No. 1 High School give him a scholarship? Why is he still out working in the middle of the night?"

Pei Xi was taken aback, then held up two fingers and blinked her long eyelashes at him. "The scholarship at No. 1 High School is only about two thousand a semester, brother. Your shoes cost more than that."

"I..." Pei Zhi was momentarily speechless, unable to utter a word.

What Pei Xi said was indeed true. Although he wasn't particularly extravagant, his clothes and shoes were never cheap. A few thousand yuan worth of clothes and shoes was commonplace for him, not to mention those costing tens of thousands.

Although he's not extravagant and wears everything he buys, he almost never looks at the price if he sees something nice or likes it.

Thinking about Pei Xi's words just now, Pei Zhi felt a strange sensation rising in his heart.

He frowned slightly, and before he could think about it, a fragrance suddenly wafted into his nose.

The waiter brought over a tray, placed it on the table, and said to them, "Ten skewers of beef, ten skewers of lamb, and two skewers of grilled bread. The rest are still being grilled. Please enjoy your meal."

Both of them were starving, and Pei Zhi put aside his strange feelings and picked up the skewers to start eating without saying a word.

Pei Xi was also very hungry, and neither of them spoke, focusing only on eating.

The food here is really good. The meat is very fresh, with a charcoal aroma, and it's also very tender. The grilling is just right.

The food they ordered was served one after another, and by the end, there was hardly anything left.

Pei Xi finished eating first, then took a bottle of chilled orange soda and sipped it slowly through a straw.

Pei Zhi was in charge of finishing up. When he was eating the last skewer of grilled corn, he suddenly thought of something, his hand paused, and his expression suddenly became serious.

He glanced at Pei Xi and said in a serious tone, "Pei Xi, I have a question for you."

Pei Xi was taken aback by his sudden seriousness. "What is it?"

Pei Zhi twirled the corn in his hand around his mouth several times, opening and closing his mouth repeatedly. Just as Pei Xi was about to lose his patience, he finally spoke up: "Um...did you bring any money?"

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