In that person's eyes, the death of both parents is undoubtedly a sign of poverty.
This kind of person getting close to his own niece is definitely a toad trying to eat swan meat—even though he is good-looking, he is still a frog trying to eat swan meat, just a freeloader!
"Yes, I have a poor appetite. The doctor told me that I'm only good at eating soft food and can't eat hard food."
Jing Zhe nodded, looking very serious, which almost made the person opposite him explode with anger.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyu slipped over to Jing Zhe's side and whispered in his ear, "This is my uncle, Zhang Xuehou!"
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Jing Zhe smiled and patted Zhang Xiaoyu's head with extreme affection. Zhang Xiaoyu was momentarily stunned, her face filled with happiness.
Zhang Xuehou witnessed this scene and became even more furious.
"Hehe, I never expected this, I really never expected this!"
He sneered twice: "How can someone be so shameless as to openly live off a woman? I've certainly learned something new!"
Jing Zhe looked at him with pity. "Well, with your looks, you wouldn't be able to get a gigolo even if you wanted to. You've certainly learned something new. But you're welcome."
"..."
Zhang Xuehou didn't know how to describe the turmoil in his heart at this moment. How could there be such a shameless person?
He chuckled coldly twice, then looked at Zhang Xuexian and said, "Don't tell me you rejected the Prince of Jin's heir just for this pretty boy, right?"
Since Jing Zhe appeared, Zhang Xuexian felt a sense of relief for some reason, and his anger from before disappeared.
Calming down, he finally understood that it was because he had long regarded Jing Zhe as his support, and it seemed that as long as he was there, he would not worry.
It seems that if this matter can be resolved peacefully, he should step down and make way for a more capable person; he's getting old…
So he didn't answer, he just chuckled to himself.
If this pretty boy could really marry his daughter, he'd be laughing in his sleep!
Seeing that Zhang Xuexian ignored him, Zhang Xuehou became even more furious.
Pointing at Jing Zhe, he said, "Do you know that the Prince of Jin's heir is fond of our Xiaoyu?"
Jing Zhe nodded, then shook his head. Perhaps to make the acting more realistic, he reached out and put his arm around Zhang Xiaoyu's shoulder.
"It's just wishful thinking on his part. Also, it's not your Xiaoyu, it's my Xiaoyu."
As he spoke, he tightened his grip on her arm.
Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes sparkled, and she was so stunned that she couldn't utter a single word.
"Ha, how dare you! You're only after Zhang's winery and their money? Let me tell you, you're dreaming!"
"Dreaming? No way! Zhang Family Winery is indeed rich, and its business is booming. Once I marry Xiaoyu, this winery will be mine, and I'll be very rich too!"
"..."
Jing Zhe's honesty left Zhang Xuehou speechless.
After calming down, he said in a deep voice, "Let me tell you, the Prince of Jin's heir has also obtained the technology for making this strong liquor!"
"No way?"
"How could I not? I gave it to him! And now our distillery is up and running, with the Prince of Jin's heir as the behind-the-scenes boss, and I'm just the manager on the surface! You seem like a smart man. If we both had strong liquor, do you think you could compete with the Prince of Jin's heir?"
Jing Zhe shook his head: "No, the Prince of Jin's heir has so much power. If he says just one word, everyone will rush to buy his wine."
"Hehe, you're smart!"
"However, we can't just stop everyone from buying from us. Besides, doesn't Zhang Family Winery have royal business? Even if we don't do anything else, we won't lose money just by doing royal business!"
Jing Zhe said naively.
"Heh, since you've said that the Prince of Jin's heir is incredibly powerful, and that people who buy your liquor will be getting sick and poisoned every few days, who do you think will still dare to buy your liquor?"
Jing Zhe's eyes widened in disbelief. "How is that possible? Zhang's Distillery has been selling strong liquor for many days now, and there hasn't been a single case of someone getting sick or poisoned from drinking it!"
"Hehe, that's why you're so young! If the Prince of Jin's heir wants to, nothing is impossible!"
Jing Zhe frowned in deep thought, then suddenly spoke up: "You mean—the Prince of Jin deliberately framed us?"
"Heh, so what if it is?"
"But isn't he afraid of being punished by His Majesty if word gets out?"
Zhang Xuehou laughed loudly as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and then said, "If word gets out, who will believe it? Besides, the Prince of Jin's heir is also a member of the royal family. His Majesty punishing him? Dream on!"
Jing Zhe nodded and said calmly, "Yes, I've remembered what you said. You can go now."
"???"
Zhang Xuehou was stunned for a few seconds. "You're kicking me out? You, a gigolo, are kicking me out?"
"Being a kept man is better than betraying your own people, right? Manager Zhang is your elder brother, isn't he? Yet you conspired with outsiders to harm your elder brother. Doesn't your conscience hurt? Manager Zhang has a good temper and won't fight you, but I have a bad temper, so you'd better leave quickly. Although I don't know martial arts, my servant does. Be careful, or I'll have him beat you up."
"..."
Zhang Xuehou, panting heavily, looked at the arrogant young man in front of him and felt a surge of anger.
Did living off a woman make you stupid?
Do you think you can afford to offend the heir apparent of the Prince of Jin?
He was about the same height as Jing Zhe, and his body was exceptionally robust. Seeing that Jing Zhe was thin and had a scholarly look, and considering that he had just said that he did not know martial arts, Zhang Xuehou had an idea.
"Ha, you only know how to send your servants to do things when there's something to do. Do you think Xiaoyu will respect you? If you're a man, then don't ask your servants for help. Let's have a fight!"
Zhang Xuehou could have gone back and then commercially destroyed Zhang Family Winery to strike at Jing Zhe, but he obviously couldn't wait any longer and was ready to beat Jing Zhe up as soon as possible, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight.
Seemingly provoked, Jing Zhe retorted, "Silly boy, don't you dare lay a hand on me later!"
Hanhan nodded. "Alright, then young chieftain... be careful."
Zhang Xuehou was just an ordinary person, and not young at all, so he naively reminded Jing Zhe to be careful when he made his move, lest he accidentally kill the old man.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuehou became excited.
Be careful?
Be careful, or you might get beaten up!
Without saying a word, he raised his fist and charged forward. Zhang Xuexian, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment but was unable to stop him in time.
Meanwhile, Jing Zhe waved his hand in a panic: "Hey, old man, why are you hitting me like this? Don't you want to say something first?"
Ha, that's exactly what I'm going to do!
Without stopping, Zhang Xuehou rushed to Jing Zhe in two strides, his fist outstretched, aiming to smash into Jing Zhe's face.
Does it remind you of a gigolo?
What makes you so good-looking?
I'll beat you until you're swollen, then how will you be able to continue?
"Slap...slap...slap!"
"Bang!"
Accompanied by several rhythmic "slap slap slap" sounds, Zhang Xuehou, just like before, moved forward and retreated just as quickly...
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