The henchmen were terrified and stood frozen in place, too scared to move.
Zhang Shaozhong clapped his hands as if nothing had happened and said indifferently to his followers, "Take him away, don't get in the way. Also, put the bill on his head."
The henchmen, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, quickly lifted the unconscious Young Master Liu and scrambled away.
The waiter stood at the door, his face pale with fright.
Zhang Shaozhong smiled at him: "I'm sorry, I've affected your business. I'll cover the losses."
As he spoke, he took out a card.
After dealing with this minor incident, Zhang Shao returned to his seat, as if he had merely swatted a fly.
Ye Meier poured him a glass of wine and said with a grin, "Husband, you were quick enough! But next time, leave this kind of trash to me, I have a million ways to make him wish he were dead~"
Ling Qingxue frowned slightly: "Why bother with such mortal ants? It's just a waste of your time and energy."
Zhang Shaozhong chuckled: "What can I do? He's such a smart aleck! He dared to flirt with my wife. He's lucky he wasn't crippled! Come on, keep eating! Don't let a fly spoil your mood!"
After all that commotion, the meal became much more comfortable.
Ye Meier was still enthusiastically discussing what kind of demonic methods they should use to deal with that young master Liu when Ling Qingxue shut her down with the words, "That would be against the natural order."
After finishing her meal and returning home, Ye Meier went back into the game room.
Zhang Shaozhong and Ling Qingxue sat on rocking chairs on the balcony, looking at the night view outside.
“Qingxue,” Zhang Shaozhong suddenly spoke, “Tell me, if it weren’t for that soul contract, if it weren’t for all that mess, would you have bothered with an ordinary person like me back in Cloud Mist Mountain?”
Ling Qingxue remained silent for a while, gazing at the distant neon lights, and said softly, "Nothing in this world is as it seems. A contract is fate, and also destiny."
Zhang Shaozhong leaned closer and took her hand: "Then tell me, is this a good fate or a bad one?"
Ling Qingxue turned her head, her clear, cold eyes shining brightly in the night. She looked at Zhang Shaozhong's roguish smile for a long time before finally raising the corners of her mouth slightly: "If you say so, then so be it."
Seeing her unusually gentle demeanor, Zhang Shaozhong's heart fluttered. Just as he was about to say something more, he heard Ye Meier's roar coming from the game room:
"Ugh! I'm stuck again! Husband! Stop being so cheesy! Come to my rescue!!"
Zhang Shaozhong and Ling Qingxue exchanged a glance and sighed helplessly at the same time.
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