Tycoon: The Growth Path of a Pitiful Rich Beauty

A pitiful Bai Tang never thought that five years after her mother passed away and her scumbag father ran off, leaving her to live alone, a great gift would fall upon her head. Who said pies don'...

Chapter 170: Angry Queen Flower

Chapter 170: Angry Queen Flower

The disheveled Li Dengke stood up with the help of his classmates, and the bouquet of roses in his other hand was also damaged.

In anger, he threw the rose in his hand into the arms of his roommate, and then looked at the woman standing in front of Song Tang. She was the culprit who almost threw him, a 1.8-meter-tall man, away.

In fact, he misunderstood.

If this wasn't a school, he wasn't still a student, and he hadn't caused any harm to Song Tang, he would have really taken off by now.

"Who are you?"

What a superfluous question. Even the students watching could tell that this tough woman must be Song Tang's bodyguard.

Li Dengke just wanted to hide his embarrassment.

Qiongying ignored Li Dengke. After finding out there was no safety hazard, she took the initiative to retreat back to Song Tang's side.

"Sister Qiongying, why are you here?" Song Tang was extremely happy to see Qiongying suddenly appear.

"Miss, I'm always here. Butler Zhou usually tells me to try not to disturb your normal life and social interactions. Otherwise I would have stayed by your side." Song Tang understood Qiongying's explanation. This was indeed Zhou Jing's style.

Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, and with the strange looks from the people around him, Li Dengke was completely defeated.

"Okay, Song Tang, you're brave. And that woman, a bodyguard, right? Wait, we're not done yet."

After saying these harsh words, Li Dengke left angrily without looking back.

Song Tang and all her friends rolled their eyes.

This person is such a disgrace.

After returning to the dormitory, Yan Siyu and the others also came over. Only then could everyone relax and a group of people chattered and discussed enthusiastically.

"Tangtang, when Li Dengke left, he looked like he would not give up. Do you think he would..."

Xiao Ye Jin pulled Song Tang with a worried look on his face.

If it were the Bai Tang of the past, he would probably also be worried and anxious.

But the one standing here now is Song Tang! The super young lady who has evolved rapidly under Zhou Jing's special guidance.

She really looks down on people like Li Dengke.

It's another weekend, time flies so fast, and Li Dengke has never appeared again during this period.

It was around seven or eight in the evening. The four people from Song Tang's dormitory and Zhou Jing and the others were standing at the door of Sister Qing's barbecue restaurant.

Oh, yes, there is also a hedgehog-headed young man named Qin Zhaoyang.

This kid got Song Tang's contact information when he was in Taikoo Li last time. After learning that Song Tang would have barbecue in the evening, he asked for the address and ran over happily.

He has always acted like a good friend, so Song Tang has nothing to worry about. It will be more lively with more people around.

And to be honest, Song Tang, Zhou Jing, and even his roommates didn't mind being friends with this idiot.

"Hey~ Isn't this Miss Tangtang? I haven't seen you for a long time. Come and let Sister Qing hug you."

Sister Qing, who came out to greet them, immediately hugged Song Tang tightly.

The hedgehog-head standing aside felt sad.

This one could link arms, that one could hug, but Qin Zhaoyang could only watch.

This is just Qin Zhaoyang's self-perception. Not only him, but which man can hug Song Tang? It's all nonsense.

"Do you want to sit inside or outside? It's getting a bit cool at night." Sister Qing, who let go of Song Tang, greeted everyone warmly.

"Let's sit outside. It's not too cold. It's more lively. I see there are quite a few people outside." Song Tang made the decision after discussing with everyone.

"Girl, why does your eldest daughter have two cars?" Sister Qing returned to the cashier counter and asked Zhou Jing who followed her to deposit something.

Zhou Jing also smiled helplessly. "How would I know? I don't know where she got the information from, but she and her roommate bought one each."

Then he pointed to the parking space outside and said, "Look, the young lady drives a small car worth forty or fifty thousand yuan, and I, a butler, drive a Rolls-Royce." He couldn't help laughing after saying that.

"You are so lucky, girl. You are with such a good girl. Work hard, good days are yet to come." Sister Qing took the bag handed to her by Zhou Jing and carefully locked it in the cabinet at the cash register.

She had asked Zhou Jing about this thing a long time ago. A bag could almost buy her a barbecue restaurant.

"Who said it wasn't?" Zhou Jing smiled.

"Maybe it's just my fate." Then he looked at Song Tang who was arguing with Zhao Zihong outside.

The dishes were served very quickly. The quality of the ingredients in Sister Qing’s restaurant has always been guaranteed, and the grilled skewers are full of meaty aroma.

After a while, Sister Qing personally brought over a large portion of grilled fish.

"Try it. This is mine. Give me your opinion after you eat it."

In Sister Qing's words, this is the latest achievement of her fat and useless husband's research over many days, grilled fish with preserved plums.

Sister Qing is always generous, and of course Zhou Jing is not stingy when paying the bill. Anyway, it's a two-way trip.

Just as the barbecue event was coming to an end, something unusual began to appear on the street.

From the perspective of Wei Wu, who was sitting in the car, some people with unusual behavior and dress began to gather nearby.

After paying the bill and saying hello to Sister Qing, everyone was stopped by someone just as they walked to the car.

The leader was a skinny middle-aged man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses, followed by more than 20 people, all of whom were well-built and well-dressed.

It seems that they are all old ruffians like Zhao Yong, and they are completely different from the little thugs in society.

Zhou Jing pushed Song Tang behind her, and Qin Zhaoyang also came back from beside Koenigsegg and stood next to Zhou Jing.

"Everyone, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Jing's unusually calm appearance made the other party a little unsure.

"It's nothing serious. We just want the lady behind you to come with us."

The guy with glasses had no choice but to say it at this point.

The way he was dressed and his temperament made it obvious that he was not the same as the thugs behind him.

Zhou Jing almost laughed out loud at the arrogance of the man in front of her.

Since she has been with the young lady for so long and gradually got to know her more and more, she also knew how confident she should be.

Perhaps there are people in this world who can embarrass my lady, but these people are definitely not included.

"What a big tone, just based on this one sentence? I'm afraid you don't know your own weight."

As soon as Zhou Jing finished speaking, the troublemaker Qin Zhaoyang could no longer stand.

"You are looking for death by pretending to be stupid in front of me?" Now in front of Qin Zhaoyang, he didn't expect that there would be someone who was not afraid of death and asked for someone by name? And it was Song Tang?

Qin Zhaoyang was about to go up and give the guy with gold-rimmed glasses a big kick when he was stopped by Song Tang behind him.

Hey, how can you interrupt me while I am casting a spell?

He turned around and looked at Song Tang in confusion, only to see her shaking her head at him.

Song Tang had already seen that Wei Wu and the others had already arrived in front of him, so there was no need for Qin Zhaoyang to put himself in danger.

"It's Li Dengke, right?"

Song Tang's crisp voice rang out at the scene, and the pupils of the guy with gold-rimmed glasses opposite him contracted.

Just when Zhou Jing and Qin Zhaoyang were about to ask for clarification, the crowd of onlookers that had gathered from afar suddenly dispersed.

"Damn it, you want to die!"

A sharp and violent female voice sounded, and Sister Qing walked out of the crowd with a cold bone-cutting knife in hand...