Zhang Xiaomeng was buried in the RL Group's special cemetery.
The anime convention attendees waited outside the cemetery, dragging Zhao Xiaoyue's luggage, wearing sunglasses, and dressed very elegantly.
He took life and death lightly.
The only person I care about is Little Moon.
Situ Ming has come to Haishi but hasn't visited the old man yet.
Last time Situ Ming fell into the sea and fainted, Duan Peng hadn't even finished sending out all the searchers when he returned.
This caused Grandpa Wen to fluctuate wildly, constantly cursing the brat for being a spendthrift and saying he wouldn't be satisfied until he saw his old man die.
After spending another three or four days with Zhao Xiaoyue without saying a word, the head of the law department at Yenching University called Wen Zhengtian.
He then realized that the brat was back.
Situ Ming and Zhao Xiaoyue left the cemetery.
I saw someone impatiently leaning against the side of a silver-gray Lamborghini, chewing gum.
"Get in the car, I'll take you to Yanjing."
Zhao Xiaoyue stared with her red and swollen eyes, "Isn't this too conspicuous?"
"I'll count to three! One!"
Zhao Xiaoyue ran over quickly, not forgetting to turn back and tell Hou Taotao and the others, "Tao-ge, I'm going to school now..."
The people had already been crammed into the car by the comic convention.
At the comic convention, Situ Ming gave Zhao Xiaoyue a head tilt and a wink, and she was instantly smitten.
That jerk keeps pulling off one crazy stunt after another, while I'm a decent person.
Situ Ming: "Are you planning to drive to Kyoto?"
At the anime convention, he glanced at the car he had painstakingly saved up to buy and thought, "What's wrong with that?"
Once everyone was seated in the helicopter—the kind of military helicopter that can fit directly into a vehicle—they drove right in, and the rear cabin slowly lifted up. They hadn't even gotten out of the vehicle yet.
Zhao Xiaoyue looked at the smug-looking anime convention with complicated emotions; they were really planning to open one in Kyoto.
She looked at her suspiciously, "You didn't sell the company, did you?"
The irritable little rooster suddenly bristled.
"What are you thinking? I'd rather sell you than sell the company."
"When did the concept of 'taste' shift from wine to cars?"
At the anime convention, she gave a seductive smile and even teasingly touched Zhao Xiaoyue's chin, saying, "Hey Zhao, it's rare for you to care about me like this. You haven't fallen in love with me, have you?"
Zhao Xiaoyue fumbled around for something, asking, "Where's my knife?"
"Didn't you just get dumped not long ago? Your lover's body is still in the Wald Strait. You're getting a little anxious."
puff!
The knife pierced straight to the heart of the comic convention, striking the opponent with pinpoint accuracy.
"Oh dear, some people can turn a stone into jade just by handling it. Tsk tsk, but this person has managed to turn a piece of indestructible black iron fossil into a stone!"
Zhao Xiaoyue: "?"
What does that mean?
What kind of riddle is this? Why can't she understand it?
Situ Ming smiled faintly, "It's alright, I'll make a vessel to hold the black iron fossil, she can do whatever she wants."
Zhao Xiaoyue looked left and then back, wondering what was going on. Why would a perfectly normal person become a container?
What kind of riddle are you two playing?
I don't know what the hidden joke was in that sentence, but people at the comic convention were laughing so hard they were doubled over and shaking with laughter.
Propping himself up, he looked at Situ Ming in the back seat and said, "Young Master Situ, I must say, if you can handle this piece of black iron well, I'll tell you a secret, its biggest secret."
Situ Ming raised an eyebrow. Did they have a secret in common? That was quite unusual. The foxtail grass was reluctant to get close to people, yet it listened to the comic convention staff.
He couldn't investigate the two people in front of him. Given the nature of the foxtail grass, if it found out it was being investigated, it would definitely cut ties with him completely.
Therefore, I cannot take this risk.
He didn't seem to care much on the surface, but his fists were already clenched under his dark suit jacket.
Today happens to be the first day of classes after the military training at Yenching University.
The vehicles for the comic convention were about 100 meters away from the school gate when they came to a complete standstill.
"Dianman, why did you suddenly decide to give me a ride? Now we can't get in!"
"Shut up, shut up, I'm really annoyed right now!"
Mr. Zhao shut up completely.
It took about an hour for the student crowd to gradually disperse.
After parking the car at the comic convention, I took the luggage from the bodyguard and said, "Study hard, this is something you like."
Situ Ming's expression darkened. What did he mean by "this time it's someone you like"?
What does this sentence mean?
Why are the two of them behaving so strangely?
Just as Zhao Xiaoyue was about to reply "I understand," a soft, gentle voice called out "Senior Ming," cutting her off.
Two girls jogged towards us, one a mature woman and the other a cute girl.
The mature woman has long, flowing hair and looks sophisticated and composed; the cute girl wears a JK-style outfit and has rosy cheeks.
"Senior Ming, why haven't you been around these past few days? We wanted to discuss a case with you; we heard you're quite knowledgeable about economics cases?"
The cute girl, Qian Shishi, was soft and gentle. She would occasionally raise her face to look at Situ Ming, then blush and lower her head again, holding her law school textbooks, looking shy and bashful.
The mature and sophisticated Zhou Xianxian appeared somewhat arrogant, holding her bag in one hand and a textbook in the other, carefully observing Zhao Xiaoyue and the comic convention.
She noticed the two of them from a distance.
A seemingly frail girl and a mixed-race bastard.
Mr. Zhao and the comic convention staff completely ignored them and chatted amongst themselves.
"Remember, if you don't like living in the dorm, just buy a house nearby. Don't make yourself suffer. It's not like we can't afford it."
The anime convention staff member straightened Zhao Xiaoyue's coat collar and said, "Also, don't cause trouble, but don't be afraid of trouble either. If anything happens, call Shui Mitao and let the adults handle it. Don't be reckless, understand?"
Zhao Xiaoyue was quite touched. "I know. Be careful on your way back, and try to drive slowly."
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