"Walk one kiloter north from Nangong Garden's north gate, and you'll find the high-end Liu International Grand Hotel."
"Alright, I'll head over now," said Ye Hao.
"Wait, wait, brother-in-law, don't bring my sister along! A woman like her, with her kind-heartedness, would only interfere with our grand plans!" Nangong Tianmi said with a chuckle.
"Okay!" said Ye Hao, and then he hung up the phone.
Ye Hao then went downstairs to tell Nangong Tianhe that he wanted to go out for a walk. Upon hearing this, Nangong Tianhe quickly told Nangong Tianxiang not to clean the room for Ye Hao, but instead to take him out for a walk.
Nangong Tianhe knew that his family wasn't particularly favored by young people, as society was too realistic, and many young people couldn't stand the scholarly and literary atmosphere, wanting to distance themselves from such dull things.
True connoisseurs of calligraphy understand that writing, composing lyrics, and reciting poetry are high-class spiritual entertainnt.
But Nangong Tianhe couldn't expect everyone to agree, as young people simply can't appreciate it.
Nangong Tianxiang was happily willing to take Ye Hao for a walk. She had no precautions against Ye Hao's character; if he intended anything inappropriate, he would have acted in Pakistan and not waited until now.
When Ye Hao and Nangong Tianxiang reached the north gate of Nangong Garden, Ye Hao smiled and asked, "Do you know where I'm going?"
"No idea! Are you going to a bar?" Nangong Tianxiang asked, perplexed. Generally, people who ca to Shanghai either went to bars in search of beautiful won or to entertainnt venues for fun, so she mistakenly thought Ye Hao was looking for a bar.
"I'm not interested in those places," Ye Hao shook his head with a smile and walked northward continuously.
"Then what kind of places do you like?" Nangong Tianxiang asked with a smile.
"I like laid-back places where one can feel comfortable, like being out at sea is nice," Ye Hao replied with a smile.
"If you like being at sea, let's go for a boat trip! It's on ," Nangong Tianxiang said, putting on a big sis deanor.
"In what you're wearing?" Ye Hao turned back suddenly, looking up and down at Nangong Tianxiang, who wore a dress with long, slender legs underneath, white high heels, and an assertively poised bust partly revealing her shoulders.
The scene was eye-catching enough for a park visit, let alone a boat trip; should she get splashed, it would surely catch many eyes!
"I can go back and change!" Nangong Tianxiang said, hiding her reddening face under Ye Hao's scrutinizing gaze.
"Forget it! Let's see what your brother's up to!" Ye Hao suggested.
"Huh? See my brother? What's there to see? He's just loafing around, doing nothing serious," Nangong Tianxiang scoffed.
"Haha, maybe he's got so unique talent in a specific field," Ye Hao laughed.
"What kind of talent could he possibly have? Do you even know where he is?" Nangong Tianxiang, although disdainful of her brother, still asked if Ye Hao knew where he was to be found.
"Of course! At the prestigious Liu International Grand Hotel. You pamper him too much, giving him so much money, always letting him dine and drink at such swanky hotels, it's not good for him," Ye Hao joked, warning Nangong Tianxiang.
Upon hearing this, Nangong Tianxiang repeated Ye Hao's words with disbelief: "You said he's at the prestigious Liu International Grand Hotel?"
"Yes, indeed! He's got money!" Ye Hao teased, looking at Nangong Tianxiang, "In the future, give him less cash. Otherwise, forming bad habits isn't good."
"Okay." Nangong Tianxiang, for so reason, had slightly reddened eyes, as if she had grievances she couldn't express.
Ye Hao assud it was because Nangong Tianxiang had given her brother too much money, leading to her hard-earned money being squandered, causing her discomfort and reddened eyes.
Ye Hao patted Nangong Tianxiang on the shoulder, comforting her, "When we get there, I'll give him a good talking to, so don't feel down."
Nangong Tianxiang said nothing and simply accompanied Ye Hao to the so-called Liu International Grand Hotel.
After walking over 500 ters, Nangong Tianxiang's high heels began to pinch, turning her heels red.
Though Ye Hao was walking ahead, he could sense the difficulty in Nangong Tianxiang's pace. Initially able to keep up with Ye Hao's speed, she gradually slowed down, hesitant to put weight on her left foot.
Noticing this, Ye Hao turned back helplessly, asking, "Are you alright?"
"Why?" Nangong Tianxiang hid her reddened heels, asking.
Seeing how she feared anyone noticing her reddened heels, Ye Hao approached her and, without hesitating, scooped her up in his arms.
Nangong Tianxiang tensed, exclaiming, "Hao, what are you doing?"
"Next ti you go out with , wear flats! These shoes hurt your heel bone," Ye Hao advised.
"You..."
"Don't hide it, I know your heels are red," Ye Hao said, quickening his pace towards the so-called Liu International Grand Hotel a kiloter away, while he continued to carry her.
Though he spoke calmly, the warmth and concern in his voice deeply touched Nangong Tianxiang, who stole a deep, moved glance at Ye Hao.
Quickening his pace, Ye Hao soon reached the kiloter mark, arriving to find no towering buildings, only entering old residential areas slated for redevelopnt.
Ye Hao looked around in confusion, failing to see any tall structures.
So he walked another 100 ters forward, spotting a place called Liu's Street Food Stall by the roadside.
Liu's Street Food Stall wasn't large but relatively clean, with occasional drinking and shouting suggesting so disagreents.
Ye Hao set Nangong Tianxiang down, whose eyes were now filled with tears.
Seeing this, Ye Hao realized that Nangong Tianmi wasn't dining luxuriously, but rather spending ti at a humble street food stall.
It was less of play and more of a ti-killer spot for him, being the heir apparent of the Nangong Family, working another job would make him a laughing stock, so he t friends at affordable places discussing Shanghai's potential opportunities.
Ye Hao took out a pack of tissues, handing one to Nangong Tianxiang.
Not speaking, Nangong Tianxiang accepted it, wiping her tears.
Ye Hao said with a smile, "Let's go in, actually your brother is quite sensible, we just don't understand him."
"Hmm!" Nangong Tianxiang nodded, eyes still red.
However, as Nangong Tianxiang entered the food stall, tears poured down even more, unhidden.
They saw her brother Nangong Tianmi wielding a pot and a ladle, stir-frying not-so-clean snails... (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to cast your recomndations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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