Capítulo 1584: Chapter 1584: Black Fandom Wu Di (15)
Fei Xiu activated his flattery mode, and with the quick hands of a middle-aged man, he filled the screen with complints.
[Jiu Jiu Ling: Who are you going to et?]
After praising, Fei Xiu realized what’s going on.
He had never asked him about clothing before, so why today…
[Jiu Jiu Ling: Are you eting your girlfriend?]
[An Ji: No.]
[Jiu Jiu Ling: Then it doesn’t matter what you wear, it’s not a girlfriend, why bother dressing so well.]
[An Ji: …]
Indeed.
It’s not like she’s a girlfriend, so why overthink it.
Why should he care about what to wear?
Fei Xiu pondered for a while, probably still worried about him, and sent another ssage.
[Jiu Jiu Ling: Are you eting a man or a woman?]
[An Ji: A woman.]
[Jiu Jiu Ling: …]
There must be sothing happening!
[Jiu Jiu Ling: Since it’s a woman, just dress casually, don’t be too serious, try to develop sothing!!]
[An Ji: …]
Develop what?
An Ji looked at the clothes he had picked out and finally chose a casual outfit. Once he was ready, it was almost ti.
An Ji and Chuzheng agreed to et outside the community.
As soon as he got downstairs, he ran into Hu i, the wife of the man who kept Mrs. An.
“You little rascal, I’ve finally caught you.”
Hu i finally saw him and imdiately ran over to block An Ji.
An Ji’s eyes fleetingly flashed with annoyance: “If you want to find her, you should call the police. I don’t know where she is.”
Hu i’s voice was sharp: “You’re her son, how could you not know?”
An Ji frowned: “I don’t know.”
He finished speaking and was about to leave when Hu i pulled him back.
“You think I will believe you? You and your mom are nothing good…”
Hu i’s words were rather harsh.
An Ji, held by Hu i, didn’t struggle and listened in silence.
He had heard such words even when he was younger.
Mrs. An always scoffed at these, feeling not the least ashad. Whenever they were found, she took him to another place, repeating the cycle…
–
Chuzheng kicked the stones by the road, checking the ti, more than ten minutes had passed, why isn’t An Ji out yet?
Chuzheng went into the community to look for him, but after knocking for a long ti, no one answered.
Could the Good Person Card have stood up?
Chuzheng calmly took out her phone and called An Ji, but it went to voicemail with no answer.
Chuzheng: “…”
Could the Good Person Card have been kidnapped?
“Who were those people just now? They looked fierce, really scary!”
“Didn’t you hear them? It seems that boy is an illegitimate child…”
“No way, I thought that boy looked quite handso, even better than a celebrity.”
“Didn’t that woman say the boy’s mother ran off with the money?”
A few middle-aged won passed by Chuzheng, discussing intensely.
Chuzheng stopped one of them, polite: “Excuse , did you see that boy?”
“He seed to go that way.” The person enthusiastically pointed a direction to Chuzheng.
“Thank you.”
“No problem, no problem… Hey, young lady, who are you to him?” That person started gossiping again.
“Creditor.” Chuzheng blurted out.
“…”
A few people imdiately fell silent and quickly left.
Chuzheng tapped her phone screen, walking in the direction the person pointed, dialing a voice call at the sa ti.
As she rounded the back of the building, the noise up front quieted down, and Chuzheng vaguely heard the vibration of a phone.
She followed the sound and found a person sitting by the flower bed at the back.
The boy was in light-colored casual clothes, but they looked a bit wrinkled now, as if he had been in a fight.
“Mr. An, you’re late.”
An Ji heard the voice and slowly looked up, his amber eyes showing a hint of emptiness.
Chuzheng imdiately saw the two scars on his face, her gaze chilled, spreading an icy aura: “What happened to your face?”
Face?
An Ji touched his face, finally feeling the pain.
“Sorry, I forgot the ti, have you waited long for …” An Ji suddenly stood up, quickly explaining.
Chuzheng pushed him back down, her voice icy: “What happened to your face?”
An Ji shook his head: “It’s nothing, just got scratched by a cat…”
Chuzheng leaned in closer.
An Ji suddenly held his breath, she was too close, he could feel the warmth and breath from her body.
An Ji tensed up completely, his body stiff, not daring to move.
“Can a cat make such scratches?” Chuzheng’s tone was indifferent: “What kind of cat?” Ridiculous! It was clearly done by a person!
An Ji mumbled: “A stray cat…”
“Oh.” Chuzheng made no further inquiry, straightened up: “Then let’s get you a rabies vaccination.”
“Huh?”
Chuzheng pulled him up, and only after walking so distance did An Ji react.
“I’m fine, just a scratch.”
“Ever heard of tetanus?”
“…”
It’s not that serious.
Of course, Chuzheng didn’t really take him for a rabies shot, just brought him to a nearby community dical center for so disinfecting treatnt.
“The reservation at the restaurant is already past the ti…” An Ji looked down at a ssage, then apologized to Chuzheng: “I’m sorry for wasting your ti today.”
The restaurant only held the reservation for half an hour, and now it was past ti.
Plus, the place was hard to book…
He hadn’t expected things to turn out this way today.
While An Ji was thinking about how to make up for it, Chuzheng signaled for a car, opened the door, and gestured for An Ji to get in.
An Ji: “…”
“Get in.” Chuzheng was impatient.
An Ji exhaled and got into the car.
–
“Miss Chi.”
The well-dressed manager stood at the door, smiling to welco them.
An Ji looked around at the surroundings, his expression a bit stiff.
He had made so money, yet rarely ventured out, and frankly, he had never seen such a high-end scene.
“This must be Mr. An, right?”
An Ji stiffly nodded.
The manager smiled, gesturing politely: “Mr. An, please co inside.”
The restaurant was resplendent, like a palace. As they entered, a pianist began playing, and the music was soothing.
Exquisite tableware adorned the tables, with vibrant flowers in the middle, each table’s flowers were unique.
Unfortunately, no one was dining in such an atmosphere.
In the entire restaurant, it was just him and Chuzheng.
The manager led them to a table, which was not one of those long, intimidating ones you see on TV where you have to shout to be heard.
The table was adorned with lilies of the valley.
“Can we start?” The manager asked softly once they were seated.
“Yes.”
The manager nodded and began serving them.
An Ji looked around: “Is no one else here?”
“We booked the whole place.” It’s a quick way to indulge.
An Ji: “…”
*
An Ji: I want to go on strike, I’m supposed to be the male lead!
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