"Slap!" Zhou Jiadong was slapped again.
In the end, Zhong Xiaolan ran away crying; this time she was truly heartbroken.
This time, however, as Zhou Jiadong watched her run away, there was no heartache or reluctance in his eyes. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief.
When Zhong Xiaolan returned to the county town, she did not go home. She borrowed water from someone's shop, washed her face, tidied her slightly messy hair, and then took a motorcycle taxi to Mengsi Hair Salon in the center of the county.
This hair salon is owned by Wang Tianhai, the same old man her father forced her to marry.
Zhong Xiaolan knew Wang Tianhai; he was the brother-in-law of the towel factory manager.
Five years ago, Wang Tianhai opened a hair salon in the county town. In recent years, various perms have become popular, and the hair salon business was particularly good. However, last year, Wang Tianhai handed the shop over to his son, Wang Peng, to manage, and he opened a car repair shop himself. In the past two years, there have been more cars and motorcycles in the city, and the car repair shop business is also very good.
Zhong Xiaolan went to the hair salon specifically to see Wang Tianhai's son, Wang Peng.
She and Wang Peng were classmates; they were in the same class for all five years of elementary school, and Wang Peng even wrote her love letters back in junior high.
However, Wang Peng was short and ugly, just like his father Wang Tianhai. He had a nickname since he was a child: "Short Toad".
When Zhong Xiaolan received Wang Peng's love letter in junior high school, she found it disgusting and ignored him completely. Later, Wang Peng dropped out of school, and she also only finished junior high school before dropping out, and the two lost contact.
Now, Zhong Xiaolan had no choice but to take the initiative to go to Wang Peng. She was determined to get him to lend her a thousand yuan, no matter what method or means she had to use.
However, when they arrived at the hair salon, Wang Peng was not there at all.
A young apprentice in the shop said, "Our Brother Peng is the boss, why would he be here? If you want to find him, you can try your luck at the Golden Years Nightclub."
Upon hearing the word "nightclub," Zhong Xiaolan's expression stiffened. She then thanked him and left, looking dejected.
She stood outside the shop for a while, lost in thought. When she was about to leave, she forgot there was a step under her and missed it.
"Ah!" she exclaimed in fright.
Just then, someone behind her swiftly pulled her back, saying, "Watch out."
Zhong Xiaolan didn't fall, but instead fell into the arms of a young man.
"Are you alright?" The boy looked to be in his early twenties, and his voice was very pleasant.
Zhong Xiaolan snapped out of her daze and stood up straight, still shaken. "It's alright, thank you."
"Uh, you're welcome. I'm glad you're alright." The boy smiled a little shyly.
"Have we met somewhere before?" Zhong Xiaolan looked at the boy in front of her, feeling that his eyebrows and eyes were familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
However, judging from their fashionable and trendy clothes, this person must be from a well-off family.
The boy was taken aback by Zhong Xiaolan's question. "I don't think I've seen you before. If I had, I would definitely remember such a beautiful older sister like you."
"Well, maybe I remembered wrong. Um, thank you, but I have something to do, so I'll be going now." Zhong Xiaolan smiled awkwardly, thinking to herself that this person was really nice to talk to.
However, she had something on her mind; she wanted to find Wang Peng and wasn't in the mood to talk to him anymore, so she decided to leave.
Unexpectedly, the other person called out to her, "Wait a minute, sister, you look like you have something on your mind. Is something bothering you?"
"I...can you lend me a thousand yuan?" Zhong Xiaolan paused, and for some reason, she inexplicably asked a stranger for money.
Actually, she was stunned for a moment after she said it.
Then she immediately said in a flustered manner, "I'm sorry, I misspoke, I, I'll go first."
The boy grabbed her arm and said, "I'll lend it to you."
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