Upon hearing this, Han Hong's eyes widened as if he were a caveman who had discovered a new continent.

"But Xiaoxue, you're really lucky. You can tell that Yue Heng is genuinely good to you."

Even after drinking alcohol, I still remember to buy you this autumn milk tea.

Then Han Hong looked at Mo Zixue, who stood quietly to the side like a lady, with a smile in his eyes, and said enviously.

At this moment, a gentle breeze caressed Mo Zixue's hair, and her beautiful, clear eyes, as clear as autumn water, gazed at the back of the boy who was going to buy milk tea.

She was also somewhat surprised.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yueheng did not rush back to the hotel to rest, but suddenly thought of going to buy himself a cup of milk tea.

The autumn night breeze was slightly cool, and Mo Zixue felt a warm feeling in her heart.

...

"Five cups of this new Iron Stick Milk Tea, please."

On the other side.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the milk tea shop, Wang Yueheng casually pointed to a new product on the price tag called "Iron Stick Milk Tea" and began to speak.

"Hello sir, our milk tea is part of a collaboration with 'Black Myth: Journey to the West.' Singing 'Wukong' live will get you a 50% discount. Would you like to participate?"

"If you buy five cups, you can get a discount of over thirty yuan!"

From behind the counter came the sweet voice of a female employee at the milk tea shop, reminding customers.

The other person stood next to the ordering machine, curiously looking at the young customer whose hat brim was pulled low, vaguely feeling that the other person's figure looked somewhat familiar.

"I'm in a hurry, no need, thank you!"

As Wang Yueheng spoke, he took out his phone, opened the payment code, and prepared to make the payment.

At the same time, I was a little surprised.

I didn't expect "Black Myth Journey to the West" to start its promotional activities so quickly with its own song.

To avoid being recognized and attracting attention, Wang Yueheng kept his head down, wanting to quickly pay, place his order, and leave with his milk tea.

"You can't sing, or..."

"You can sing a couple of lines while making milk tea, it won't interfere with your schedule."

However, the female employee behind the counter seemed to feel sorry for Wang Yueheng spending an extra few dozen yuan and continued to kindly remind him.

"No need, I'm tone-deaf, just scan the code..."

Wang Yueheng kept his head down and waved to the other person.

Suddenly, the voice seemed somewhat familiar, but I didn't dare to look up and examine the person.

"Alright then... Five cups of Iron Stick Milk Tea will cost 75 yuan in total. You can just scan the code."

The female shop assistant behind the counter said regretfully.

It's unclear whether they felt sorry for Wang Yueheng spending too much money or regretted not achieving their goal of promoting the song "Wukong".

"Sir, your five cups of milk tea are ready. Please take them and keep your peace!"

Soon, five steaming cups of milk tea were handed over from the counter.

"Thanks!"

Wang Yueheng took the milk tea, turned around, and wanted to quickly return to the car to deliver the milk tea to Mo Zixue and the others.

"Liu Wanrong, come here!"

"How many times have I told you not to put these cups here? Can't you remember?"

"If you put it like that, it'll be so hard for other people to get their things!"

However, just as he turned around, Wang Yueheng suddenly heard a man's reprimanding voice coming from inside the milk tea shop.

He was startled when he heard the name.

I subconsciously looked up and peered into the counter.

The girl who had just encouraged herself to sing in exchange for a discount was seen walking into the milk tea shop looking flustered.

This is a girl wearing a milk tea shop employee uniform with the words "Striving Youth" printed on it.

It turned out to be Liu Wanrong, who had previously worked as a nurse at Jiangshi People's Hospital and helped take care of her father!

Wang Yueheng suddenly realized why the other person's voice sounded so familiar.

Immediately afterward, he felt a surge of surprise.

Why did Liu Wanrong suddenly leave Jiangshi Hospital to work at a milk tea shop in Shashi?

Could it be that, like Fan Shanshan, she has a sister who looks similar to her?