Chapter 46: On the Way Home Late at Night Three

  After Qiao turned on a few more lights, I examined it carefully and found that the tip of my big toe was already purple and swollen, and blood had even seeped out. It turned out that the nail at the edge had been pressed into the flesh with force, no wonder it hurt so much. I sighed, knowing that my nails were growing inward but not diligent in trimming them, this is self-inflicted suffering, isn't it? Fortunately, there was only a very small amount of blood, otherwise, I would have fainted again.

  "How is it? Can you walk?" Cheng Qiao's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, looking at me with a worried face.

  I gazed at him deeply: "Leaving should be fine, but there can't be any demands on posture." As I said this, I stretched out my hand to gently touch his toes with my fingertips, and immediately felt a wave of pain wash over me. I promptly gave up the idea of putting a band-aid on it to prevent infection.

  "Then I'll help you walk out first." He carefully held onto my arm.

  I forced a laugh and pushed him hard: "Big brother, I didn't sprain my ankle or anything, just my toes hurt, I can still move forward, you supporting me is actually making it harder to walk."

  He almost imperceptibly raised an eyebrow, and in the instant I widened my eyes, he looked at me with a very wronged expression, his tone desolate: "But I'm afraid you'll bump into something again later, Ah Yao, can't I even prepare for the worst?"

  "But..." Seeing his increasingly worried expression, I twitched at the corner of my eye, lowered my head, and put my foot into the slippers. Inevitably, I touched the injured spot again, and I silently bit my lip, even losing the urge to take a cold breath. After a while, I slowly got up, stretched out one hand to him, "Hold on."

  He immediately supported me with a radiant face and moved outwards. I tiptoed to keep up with his slow pace, my head full of black lines.

  Five minutes later, I finally hobbled to the door, barely managing to put my feet flat on the ground. My entire right leg felt like it was going to cramp up from the exertion. Although it was almost midnight, the temperature outside hadn't dropped much, and there wasn't a hint of wind. The hot and stifling air made me feel miserable all over, and I broke out in a sweat after just that short burst of activity.

  Qiao slightly bent her body against the locked door, and I looked around at both ends of the night market street. Indeed, there were still many signs lit up in bright colors, among which the outside of the barbecue shop was the most lively, and from time to time, you could still hear loud laughter. I had long known that not all shops here would close at this point like us, let alone operate until 3 or 4 am, and some were even open all night. For example, the high-end bar on the opposite street corner looked very upscale from the outside.

  The bar's name is also very high-end and atmospheric, called "Youthful Years", it has been open for many years. My best friend and I used to go there often during our high school days. The variety of drinks and snacks inside is not that much, but the cocktails are a must-try, we always went there just for that.The programs there actually have no highlights at all, no new ideas over the years, the people who come on stage to sing and dance are always the same group, even their faces we can almost remember them all.Although I haven't seen what part of this bar is related to its so profound name, it is still very popular among university students in the area, after all, there is only one such place within a hundred miles.

  I used to think that the business was so good, I felt that the competition among bars on this night market street was not strong, but a bit weak, and I couldn't help but also had the idea of opening one, called "Youth Never Fails", just matching its age. But before I even had time to imagine my grand plan, it was completely crushed by my dad with one sentence: "Do you think it's just because of this family? It's because there are people in charge upstairs."

  Mr. Bai has been in business for so many years, and the salt he's eaten could have pickled me into a dried human being, so I still believe what he says. When it comes to making money, once power is involved, those who are suppressed will not die but will lose their scalp.

  Staring blankly at the entrance of the bar, a group of people suddenly came out from inside. Due to the distance being too far, I only saw several black silhouettes rushing to the side and bending down, as if vomiting. Judging by their physique, it was probably a group of dudes gathering for a good bro night.

  Suddenly, I thought of a high-end night with my best friend Tang in our teens, although that high-end was unusually weird. And their **oss... should also be covered by someone, otherwise, how could they open a gay bar so prosperously, and there are all kinds of customers inside...

  I slapped my forehead hard, how could I have forgotten that charming girl!

  I don't know why, but although I haven't seen Teen's **oss, after seeing that beautiful and charming guy, **oss always gives me the feeling that he won't be too hard to look at. If this powerful boss can meet the stunningly beautiful Cheng Qiao, wouldn't it be a matter of time before that beautiful guy is replaced by Cheng Qiao? But in order to see **oss, I need to come up with a plan to trick that beautiful guy into coming here first...

  What was that demon's name again? I thought for a moment, couldn't remember, and decided to ask Ah Qian about it another day.

  Qiao's lifelong major event was settled in the blink of an eye, and I couldn't help but feel excited. I turned around and looked at the person who had just closed the sliding door and was about to get up with shining eyes: "Xiao Qiao! Do you still remember that 'teen' store I mentioned to you before?"

  He suddenly raised his eyes and stared at me in astonishment, but didn't say a word.

  I continued excitedly: "There's a very powerful man inside!"

  He opened his mouth and hesitated: "The man inside? You mean... Wen Zhili?"

  "Joking, how could a weakling like you be strong?" Hmm, so his name is Wen Zhili. I nodded, and in the blink of an eye, I suddenly felt something was off, replaying our previous conversation in my head, and finally, I stared at Cheng Qiao in shock...

  "How did you get to know Wen Zhili?!"

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