"Stop zoning out, let’s eat first!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"So, you are agreeing to my request?" Ning’er asked.
Her two big watery eyes stared intently at Zhang Xiaohao.
"Looks like I won’t be able to enjoy my dinner tonight unless I explain things clearly, right?" Zhang Xiaohao joked with a laugh.
"Mhm." Ning’er nodded vigorously.
"Your grandfather is fine!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Ah! What did you say? My grandfather is not dead? Don’t tell you’re scared of the Murong Family and deliberately don’t want to help !" Ning’er said.
"You don’t believe ?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Mhm." Ning’er nodded.
Zhang Xiaohao didn’t explain but took out his mobile phone, found Qing Mian’s number, and dialed it directly.
After a while, the phone was answered.
"Lord, what can I do for you?" Ca the deep, husky voice of Qing Mian over the phone.
Zhang Xiaohao didn’t make a sound but handed the phone over.
Ning’er, struggling to contain her excitent, took the phone with trembling hands.
Even though Ning Zhongyuan tried to disguise his voice, she recognized it.
"Grandpa, it’s Ning’er!" Ning’er said excitedly.
Two streams of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
"What? You’re Ning’er? Is this true, Lord?" Qing Mian’s voice was full of surprise.
"It’s true! Ning’er is here with right now. She was worried about you and wanted to call to check in," Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.
"Thank you, Lord Xie!" Qing Mian said.
"Grandpa, weren’t you already dead? How co you’re alive again?" Ning’er asked excitedly.
"It’s a long story, but if it hadn’t been for the Lord’s rescue, I would indeed be dead," Qing Mian sighed over the phone.
"Grandpa, where are you now? Ning’er wants to co see you!" Ning’er said.
"Ning’er, be good, it’s not suitable for grandpa to see you right now. When the ti is right, I’ll see you," Qing Mian said.
"Mhm! Ning’er will listen to Grandpa," Ning’er nodded firmly.
"Also, the Lord is a good man! You must cherish him in the future," Qing Mian advised again.
"Grandpa, did you already know?" Ning’er said shyly.
"Silly girl! The Lord has already told everything about you two; you can’t hide it from ," Qing Mian sighed.
By the sound of it, sothing must have happened.
All he hoped for now was for his precious granddaughter to bear Zhang Xiaohao a big, healthy son. By then, her status would be as solid as Mount Tai, and no one would be able to shake her position.
"Ah! I understand, Grandpa," Ning’er said.
"Alright! I’m busy with so matters, so I won’t keep you from resting any longer. Good night!"
"Good night!" Ning’er said.
After hanging up the phone, her cheeks were flushed, just like a ripe red apple.
She handed the phone back to Zhang Xiaohao.
"How could you do this, telling Grandpa about our matters!" Ning’er said discontentedly.
"Hehe." Zhang Xiaohao laughed.
Of course, he wouldn’t say that he had already told Qing Mian about them even before they had gotten involved. Now, naturally, he had to even the score and make things official.
"Stop zoning out, let’s eat!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Mhm." Ning’er nodded shyly.
The two of them began to eat.
When they were almost done eating, Zhang Xiaohao’s brow suddenly furrowed.
Under the influence of Soul Power, a black-clad, burly man knocked a waiter unconscious, stripped him of his clothes, put them on, and was walking this way.
This black-clad man was none other than a mber of the Heaven and Earth Sect, previously senseded by Soul Power.
"Interesting! This is really interesting!" Zhang Xiaohao thought to himself with a cold chuckle.
"Ning’er, stay here and don’t move. Eat your food! I’m going out for a smoke," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Okay," Ning’er nodded understandingly.
Zhang Xiaohao turned and walked out.
"Be careful!" Ning’er instructed.
"Yeah," Zhang Xiaohao responded.
He felt a warm feeling inside, thinking about how pure and beautiful, gentle, and sensible she was. Such a wonderful girl was perfect in every way; once you et her, you must cherish her.
He opened the door.
Zhang Xiaohao closed the door behind him, leaned against it, and pulled out a Big Bear cigarette to smoke lightly.
Just then, a black-clothed man dressed as a waiter erged from the elevator.
"Excuse , sir, could I ask for directions?" the man asked.
"Hehe." Zhang Xiaohao laughed, a very happy laugh.
A faint cloud of smoke was exhaled onto the man’s face.
"What directions do you want to ask for?" Zhang Xiaohao asked playfully.
"Um, could you tell where the 808 Presidential Suite is?" the man asked.
At the sa ti, he cursed internally, ’Damn this rotten hotel, why make it so complicated for no reason? It’s taken forever to find the place.’
"Walk forward two steps, then take a left, and there you will find the 808 Presidential Suite," Zhang Xiaohao said teasingly.
"Thank you!" the man replied.
He stepped forward, took one step as per Zhang Xiaohao’s directions, and imdiately turned left.
In view, a black doorplate with the inscription "808 Presidential Suite."
"Excuse , sir, could you please move aside!" the man said.
"I’m staying here. Why should I move?" Zhang Xiaohao said as he shrugged his shoulders.
"Ah! Sir, you, you’re staying here?" the man asked in terror.
Seeing the mocking smile on Zhang Xiaohao’s face, the man panicked and instinctively took two steps back.
"You’re the pretty boy?"
"Pretty boy? You an the one who makes money lying down?" Zhang Xiaohao said with amusent.
"Yeah!" the man nodded earnestly.
"If you haven’t got the wrong room, that would be ," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"Ah! Run!" The man yelled in fright and bolted.
"Co back here!" Zhang Xiaohao ordered coldly.
With a grab of his right hand, a trendous suction force erupted from his palm, yanking the fleeing figure back towards him.
Holding the man by his neck, he lifted him off the ground.
"Ah! Little, little pretty boy, I was just passing by, honestly, I didn’t an anything else," the man said in terror.
"Do I look like soone who hasn’t graduated elentary school?" Zhang Xiaohao countered.
"To have the potential to be a pretty boy, one must at least graduate from a prestigious university!" the man said, shaking his head.
"Do I have an IQ problem?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.
"You’re even smarter than our Brother Xiang!" the man said earnestly.
Thump!
Zhang Xiaohao released him, dropping him to the ground.
"Speak, what did they send you here for?" Zhang Xiaohao demanded.
"Ah! I really was just passing through," the man said in terror.
"You ca to buy soy sauce?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Yes! Just here to buy soy sauce," the man’s eyes lit up as he said.
"Do you want to throw you down from here to see what happens?" Zhang Xiaohao said casually.
"Ah! Please no!"
"No? Then explain fast!" Zhang Xiaohao ordered sternly.
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