Blinking her eyes, Ying Ziyue put her little hands on her back, smiled at the corner of her mouth, walked to Han Guang step by step, and bared her teeth: "Hey, of course."

"As promised, I don't have money." Han Guang stared at Ying Ziyue apologetically. Why is this woman's behavior a bit weird? But at the moment, Han Guang seems to be possessed by an evil spirit. He is too lazy to think about it. What is the next step?

step.

Ying Ziyue put a hand on Han Guang's shoulder and said proudly: "Little brother, do you still need to pay to be with your sister?" She narrowed her eyes slightly and continued: "Sister will take you to dinner, let's go.

"

Shrugging slightly, Han Guang didn't know Ying Ziyue's age. Looking at her extremely flawless and uneven body, as well as her mature and charming temperament, Han Guang really thought that she was older than him. He said

After finishing speaking, Ying Ziyue was already walking towards a restaurant. Han Guang followed behind thoughtfully, like a follower, but more like a robber or thief waiting to be attacked.

Because Han Guang's attire is really misleading.

The business of the street restaurant in the downtown area is also booming. Diners are coming in and out of the restaurant one after another. Han Guang follows Ying Ziyue, his eyes are indifferent and his face is expressionless. Soon, when he arrives at the door of the restaurant, Ying Ziyue turns to Han Guang and smiles slightly.

He smiled and said: "Han Guang, let's go in."

"Miss Ziyue, isn't this costing you too much?" The restaurant is rather luxurious, and you can tell at a glance that the prices of the dishes inside are not very low. Although Han Guang doesn't mind, Ying Ziyue is more of a woman.

"What are you talking about? I'm treating you to a meal. There's no expense at all. Don't worry, my lady's money will be enough for you to eat." Ying Ziyue saw that he was calm and composed, without any excessive expression.

I thought that Han Guang would try his best to persuade her, and she acted flattered. But she didn't expect that Ying Ziyue would make a mistake. Han Guang's behavior only increased her curiosity about Han Guang.

There is always a feeling that Han Guang is like a down-and-out prince, different from many street beggars and local gangsters. This is why Ying Ziyue feels this way.

"Then I won't be polite. Being polite will make me look stingy." Han Guang thought to himself. He was so hungry that he was about to faint. He wanted to deal with the rumbling stomach first and then talk.

Ying Ziyue smiled and covered her mouth with her hand. She had a feeling that Han Guang looked very hungry. In fact, Han Guang only looked ragged. But his cheeks gave him a delicate appearance. Ying Ziyue was a little interested to see what happened.

What will it look like after packaging?

"Let's go." Ying Ziyue said.

When I came to sit down in a relatively secluded place in the restaurant, the waiter came over with a professional smile and said politely: "You two, what do you want to order?"

"A cup of lemon juice." Ying Ziyue handed the drink menu to Han Guang and said, "Brother, look at what you need to drink."

"Like you, I'm never picky about food." Han Guang leaned on the dining table with his hands, and then said to the waiter: "Two glasses of lemon juice."

"Okay, please order, please." Although the waiter was very curious about Han Guang, he didn't show too much disdain.

"Miss Ziyue, when I have money in the future, I will definitely treat you to a big dinner." Han Guang said.

"Okay, sister, wait, but please don't call me Miss Ziyue. Call me Ziyue. You call my grandfather the old man. This shows that your grandfather values ​​you very much. Of course, don't think too much about your grandfather.

It's very simple. I thought I just wanted to thank you, but I felt that grandpa had taken action." Ying Wuming's behavior and behavior made Ying Ziyue feel that grandpa would take action, but she didn't know the specific situation.

"Okay, Ziyue, actually I'm just a little doctor. I just want to make a living. Maybe you don't understand the suffering of the poor." Han Guang retracted his body and leaned on the chair. At this time, the waiter brought

Two glasses of fruit juice were professionally placed in front of each other, and then they picked up the ordered dishes and left. Han Guang stirred the fruit juice and continued: "Do you know what we poor people lack?"

"I think what the poor lack is money and reputation." Ying Ziyue raised her head slightly, her eyes moved, and she said lightly.

"Of course, the poor do lack money and reputation, but why do they lack these? What the poor lack most is fighting spirit, but the only thing they lack most is ambition. Many people who have successfully transformed from poverty have discovered the key to this."

Drinks, clinked with Ying Ziyue, and continued: "I used to stick to the old rules and didn't dare to break some limitations, so I would lose something with every step I took."

Red lips bit the drink tube gently. Han Guang's words made Ying Ziyue feel that Han Guang seemed to have been hit hard. But she did not ask, but just looked at Han Guang curiously, which made Ying Ziyue helpless.

What I imagined was everything Han Guang had experienced before.

Soon, several dishes were served on the table, and the rich aroma made Han Guang salivate. He stared at the delicacies on the table. His eyes were greedy, his mouth was greedy, and his heart was even more greedy.

"Eat quickly." Ying Ziyue said.

Han Guang finally couldn't help but picked up his chopsticks and started eating voraciously. The appearance of eating was extremely indecent, but Ying Ziyue didn't feel anything inappropriate at all and said with concern: "Yeah, eat slowly, don't choke.

Come on, let’s have some food, why are you just eating rice?”

After eating three bowls in a row, Han Guang still didn't feel full at all, but his speed slowed down. Ying Ziyue's concern made him stunned.

"Han Guang, how long have you not eaten?" Ying Ziyue asked curiously, looking at Han Guang who was like a hungry ghost reincarnated.

"It's been a week." Han Guang paused, then continued: "Thank you for this meal."

Ying Ziyue was stunned. She didn't expect that Han Guang hadn't eaten for a week, and said, "Then what do you eat?"

"Drink water to satisfy your hunger."

This time, Ying Ziyue fell silent, feeling ashamed of her extravagance. At this moment, Ying Ziyue seemed to realize how pitiful those who endured hunger were.

At this time, five or six handsome men walked in outside the restaurant, holding a charming woman in their arms. They walked to the restaurant, looked around casually, and prepared to find a seat. After several inspections, their eyes fell on where Han Guang was.

The place, because in the entire restaurant, there are only two people in Han Guang's side.

With disdain on his lips and a cold smile, he said, "Go over there."

"Brother, isn't Han Guang dead?" Following the direction pointed by the boss, a young man saw the familiar Han Guang. He immediately raised his hand as if he had seen a ghost, pointed at Han Guang tremblingly and said.

"Don't you want to live anymore? Where did the ghost come from in broad daylight?" The boss of this group of people was very dissatisfied with what his younger brother said. Han Guang had been thrown to death and put into the trash can last night.
Chapter completed!