Chapter 102: A False East Attack, A Real West Strike

  "Uncle came all the way to find me?" Lin Junyun was puzzled: "You're so busy, if you have something to ask me, just give me a call, why come all the way here? How can I bear it?" There was one sentence she held back from asking: how did you know for sure that I'd be here.

  Zhao Hankui smiled: "This is the only way to express my sincerity, I came to find you for two reasons. The first reason is that my ex-wife finally agreed to bring Zhao Wei back to China to let me see him. They had already boarded the plane before I arrived. Zhao Wei even told me that he misses Lin sister very much and asked me to invite you... I didn't want to disappoint the child, but I also didn't dare to make an improper request, so..." Zhao Hankui hesitated: "So... I hope Little Lin..."

  "So, Uncle Zhao personally came to find me to let Zhao Wei see him?" Lin Junyun smiled, like a spring breeze: "Uncle was completely unnecessary, I've been with Zhao Wei for several months, treating him as my own brother, and I miss him too. What's the second reason?"

  "The second reason...” Zhao Hankui hesitated for a moment: “Our company has recently cooperated with Kero Clothing, and we are preparing to hold a fashion show in the East City District. I'd like to ask if you're interested in participating, taking this opportunity to showcase yourself, not only can you make a name for yourself, but also bring in a substantial income."

  Fashion show?

  "Yes, I took a look at the schedule, and the fashion exhibition is expected to open during the Spring Festival period, which just so happens to be during your break, so it won't affect your studies."

  "Does Uncle mean I should participate?" Lin Junyun looked down at his own flat and straight body, couldn't help but laugh: "Uncle, are you kidding me? If I go to the fashion show, no one will look at me."

  "Kobayashi, don't rush to refuse, listen to me finish speaking." Zhao Hangquan leaned over and pulled the door handle of the passenger seat, pushing it open: "Get in and talk, I think Zhao Wei should have arrived too, let's go together and talk along the way."

  "Alright." Lin Junyun sat sideways in Zhao Hanquan's car and closed the door with a swing of his hand, "It's been a long time since I've seen Zhao Wei, I don't know if he's grown taller or not."

  "Don't worry, you'll see him soon." Zhao Hanquan's face showed a subtle, almost imperceptible smile before he started the car engine and sped off towards his home.

  Pang Guang walked alongside Zhang Xiaoting on the commercial street, unable to hold back his laughter: "Zhang Xiaoting, I think you look really strange now, just like a big aunt selling lamb skewers. Your whole face is wrapped in a large silk scarf, with a string of meat in your left hand and a large jar in your right hand. You're twisting and shouting, 'Come on, come on, try a lamb skewer, it's fragrant and spicy... if you don't like it, I won't charge you!'". Zhang Xiaoting gave Pang Guang several disdainful glances, her playful nature rising to the surface as she said half-jokingly, "Do you think there's anyone as beautiful and charming as me selling lamb skewers? Believe it or not, if I were to sell lamb skewers, people would line up from the westernmost part of Dongcheng District all the way to the easternmost part."

  "Super invincible extreme narcissist!" Pang Guang burst out laughing, but had to admit from the bottom of his heart that Zhang Xiaoting was indeed a born beauty. Just look at her high nose, those enchanting eyes like a fox's, those tender and juicy lips, that curvaceous figure - every single feature was a masterpiece of nature. He believed that if Zhang Xiaoting really shouted "Come and get me!", many men would be willing to shorten their lifespan by ten years just to get a glimpse of her beauty. After being packaged, Zhang Xiaoting had transformed completely, and every move she made, every smile, could instantly captivate a large crowd of crazy fans.

  Pang Guang licked his lips, thinking to himself that he didn't expect to be able to get so close to her. If kissing her would shorten his life by ten years, then with the life he had left, Pang Guang should have about 80 years of life remaining. But after these past few days, it's likely that he'll soon be gone, haha!

  "Pang Guang, what are you thinking about that's making you smile so foolishly?" Zhang Xiaoting asked with a frown.

  Pang Guang tried to hide a mischievous grin, wanting to steer the conversation towards lighter topics to ease the atmosphere. Although Zhang Xiaoting was a superstar at the height of her fame, walking alongside him made him feel like there wasn't much difference between them after all. He thought for a moment before saying: "Actually... I didn't think about anything special, just that last night our coffee cat chased the neighbor's Mickey Mouse who stole cheese, and they ran around all night without a winner."

  "What?" Zhang Xiaoting was a career-oriented woman, her way of thinking and doing things were used to being rigorous and methodical. Although sometimes she would joke around, it was limited to some very superficial content. So when Pang Guangdong started talking nonsense, she didn't understand half of what he said: "What are you saying? This is too ridiculous! How could a coffee cat be related to Mickey Mouse?"

  Pang Guang continued to talk nonsense: "The even more ridiculous thing is yet to come, this morning when we woke up, we found a newborn robot cat next to Mickey Mouse's nest, haha, it's too funny..." Pang Guang laughed and laughed, his eyebrows flying high, spitting saliva everywhere: "Hey, Xiaoting, why aren't you laughing? Isn't it funny?"

  "Heh heh." Zhang Xiaoting rolled her eyes, and although half of her face was covered by a silk scarf and sunglasses, it was still clear that she looked uglier when smiling than when crying. After a long while, she squeezed out two words from between her teeth: "Then what?"

  "Then I had a falling out with my neighbor, who said that Doraemon was born to his Mickey Mouse and should have custody of it. I asked him back, when you withdraw money from an ATM, does the money belong to the ATM or the cardholder?"

  Pang Guang said a lot, finally saying: "We couldn't agree, so we decided to raise them together. The robot cat is with him on the 1st, 3rd and 5th of each month, and with me on the 2nd, 4th and 6th."

  "What about Sunday?"

  Pang Guang saw Zhang Xiaoting answer, and with a flying eyebrow and a dancing color, he said: "What you think of is the same as what I thought of. The robot cat's head is full of treasures. We can't lose out. You have to help me think of a good way to fight for the custody of Robot Cat on Sundays."

  Zhang Xiaoting's tightly furrowed eyebrows became even tighter, and she finally couldn't hold back: "Pang Guang, it's not funny at all. What a mess! You're both over ten years old, and you're still talking about such childish things."

  Pang Guang pouted and said with a hint of resentment: "This is also what others told me, I thought it was very funny and wanted to lighten the mood, since you don't want to hear it, I won't say it then."

  Zhang Xiaoting's eyes were covered by large sunglasses, and her expression couldn't be seen. After a while, she said, "Forget it, the world is easy to change but one's nature is hard to move, don't force yourself because of me."

  Pang Guang didn't speak anymore, he really couldn't understand what kind of fire Zhang Xiaoting was firing at him. It was often like this, as if he had grown up just to be scolded by Zhang Xiaoting. She would suddenly change her mood towards him, and in the afternoon when they met again, she would have completely changed into a different person. He heard that women's tempers were particularly violent during their period, but even then, there should be some gradual process, right? Wasn't everything fine just this morning?

  "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the ocean." Pang Guang didn't know how to communicate with Zhang Xiaoting, so he simply fell silent and stopped talking.

  Pang Guang didn't speak, and Zhang Xiaoting was also lost in thought, resulting in an awkward silence between them.

  What puzzled Pang Guang was that Zhang Xiaoting said she wanted to go shopping, but she had no interest in the dazzling array of things on the street, and always walked forward with her eyes fixed straight ahead.

  As they walked, Zhang Xiaoting felt stifled and asked: "Pang Guang, why aren't you talking?"

  "I don't know what to say." Pang Guang replied, he really didn't know what to say to Zhang Xiaoting.

  Zhang Xiaoting gave him a white eye: "Think of what to say, are you a man? Men should take the initiative, do you know?"

  After hearing Zhang Xiaoting's words, Pang Guang's eyes turned black. Why am I not a man? He swallowed back the words "afraid you'll say I'm childish" that were about to come out of his mouth, and asked awkwardly: "Xiaoting, didn't you say you wanted to go shopping? It doesn't look like it!

  "What do you think it takes to be like strolling in the streets?" Zhang Xiaoting asked with a glance at Pang Guang.

  Pang Guang actually didn't know how to go window shopping, especially when it came to public figures like Zhang Xiaoting. He thought for a moment: "This is a commercial street, most people come here to buy clothes, so going window shopping at least means trying on clothes in the store and haggling with the owner, right?"

  Zhang Xiaoting smiled faintly: "Is that so? But I don't want to look." What she said was not empty, after her debut, there was a team behind her responsible for designing her image. Today's clothes and tomorrow's makeup were completely taken care of by others, in other words, she could no longer dress according to her own preferences. So, even if these clothes were beautiful, looking at them would be pointless, as she had no chance of wearing them anyway.

  Pang Guang was speechless again, and Zhang Xiaoting felt bored. "Why don't you talk?" she said. But when Zhang Xiaoting spoke, her words were like a punch to the nose, making it hard for anyone to continue listening. After a while, Zhang Xiaoting said, "Let's just take a casual walk around. Even if we're not buying anything, it feels pretty good. Are you willing to accompany me?"

  "Of course." Pang Guang smiled: "Dying with a noble man."

  Zhang Xiaoting stopped and stretched out her hand towards Pang Guang's chest: "Alright, give me your arm."

  Pang Guang was taken aback, thinking to himself: "What does Zhang Xiaoting want with my arm?" Before he could even understand what Zhang Xiaoting meant, she had already hooked her hands around his arm and leaned her head on his shoulder. This sudden change left Pang Guang at a loss, unsure of where to put his hands or feet. Just then, Zhang Xiaoting spoke up.

  "Pang Guang, we were just discussing what it means to be like strolling in the streets. I'm asking you, do I have thorns growing on my body or something? From earlier till now, you've kept at least eight feet away from me. Is this how one strolls in the streets? As a man, shouldn't you take the initiative? Do you understand?"

  "Oh!" Pang Guang hummed a low sound, his body involuntarily leaning towards Zhang Xiaoting, and suddenly, a faint and delicate fragrance suddenly drilled into his nostrils, making him dizzy.

  Zhang Xiaoting looked at Pang Guang's expression, smiled slightly, and stepped into the entertainment circle for several months. On the surface, she seemed to be in a good situation, but in fact, she was not as free as an ordinary person. Not only did she lose her freedom, but she also had to let extremely perverted people like Zhao Hankui bully her at will.

  After being tempered, Zhang Xiaoting not only learned to endure but also learned to wear a mask and do things she didn't want to do under multiple pressures. Even now, going shopping with Pang Guang is Zhao Hankui's arrangement. It was no coincidence that Zhang Xiaoting and Pang Guang met on the commercial street, but rather Zhao Hankui and Zhang Xiaoting had been waiting at the bottom of Pang Guang's building and followed them all the way after seeing them leave.

  Zhao Hankui and Zhang Xiaoting followed them all the way to the business street. Zhao Hankui, seeing Lin Junyun and Pang Guang's intimacy, was already burning with jealousy and couldn't wait any longer. He came up with a plan to distract Pang Guang by asking Zhang Xiaoting to call him, then immediately drove after Lin Junyun.

  At this time, Zhao Hankui's car was carrying Lin Junyun at a moderate speed. Zhao Hankui said while driving: "Little Lin, you are always lukewarm to me, do I look very fierce and like a bad guy?"