Chapter 85: You Stinky Brat, Leniency for Those Who Confess, Severity for Those Who Resist!

  Now the new internet cafe is being renovated, and the five brothers are busy running around. Luolin has also saved a lot of worry and accumulated experience for them. Although it seems like a small amount, the 5% monthly dividend is enough to make Liu Wanchuan's wallet bulge. Luolin's personal assets under his name are expanding rapidly, which is inseparable from the support of Qin Yuanshu and Song Meiyan.

  What a pity...

  This afternoon, Qin Wanshu also boarded a plane bound for Yanjing.

  Due to her outstanding performance at work, the company she works for has promoted her and transferred her to the headquarters in Yenching. In her mind, she still remembers Qin Wanshu's reluctant look when she was about to enter the ticket gate. Luolin felt a mix of emotions, thinking that it was also good this way - after Qin Wanshu left, there was still Song Meiyan accompanying her, and the two good sisters would finally be able to meet again after half a year.

  He extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and Lorin stretched lazily. Although it was already a cold winter with biting winds, Lorin only wore a black tank top. Due to his persistent physical training and Tai Chi practice, he no longer felt the extreme temperatures deeply. His wheat-colored skin looked very masculine, with robust muscles that were full but not exaggerated, looking extremely solid.

  Under the dark night, the pale blue moonlight quietly cast through the dark clouds, Lorin's pair of black eyes flickered with a sharp and introverted spirit, his even and well-proportioned physique was full of masculine aura, emitting a strong wild scent.

  More than two months ago, Lorrain had officially turned eighteen years old. At this age, boys are supposed to be growing taller, and although his height hadn't changed much, his originally somewhat slender build had become more robust and even. Although his mindset was no longer that of a youth, the special nature of his identity made him deeply feel the passage of time. Various changes kept appearing around him, faces flashing by in his mind, from unfamiliar to familiar or from familiar to unfamiliar. Some people were about to part ways, while others, he had no idea when he would see again.

  "Hehe, who knows what will happen in the future..." Lorin smiled wryly to himself, turned around and went back to his bedroom, put on a black windbreaker, pants and short boots, grabbed his phone and wallet, and walked out of the house.

  Parents are still out, probably won't be back until after the New Year, more than half a month from now. Qin Wanshu has also left, and Luolin is truly alone now. Walking on the streets of Huayuan Community, Luolin took out this year's latest Nokia mobile phone from his pocket, his eyes flashing slightly, it was a birthday gift from Qin Wanshu when he turned 18.

  I flipped through the phone's address book, but there were only a dozen or twenty people. Except for Liu Wanchuan and his five brothers, others were either not in Zhenzhou City or had their own things to attend to.

  Lorraine smiled wryly and closed her phone, putting it in her pocket. Her heavy footsteps didn't quicken as she walked out of the residential area and hailed a taxi.

  The taxi was running with warm air on, and the driver turned back to ask: "Where are you going?... Hmm? Young man, is it you again?"

  "Night market on one street." He waved his hand, and Luo Lin looked at the driver with a flicker of his eyes, recalling that he indeed often took his car, couldn't help but chuckle: "Hehe, Driver Master, we really do have fate."

  The driver chuckled: "Haha, right? Fate? Actually, our city is just a small place, and there are many people who often meet each other unknowingly, they just don't recognize each other." As he spoke, he stepped on the accelerator.

  Lorin heard the driver say this and was deep in thought. Ah, fate? This thing is nonsense. If you want to have a connection with someone, just walk down the street, see a beautiful woman, go up and chat her up, and if she thinks you're okay too, then you two can exchange contact information and that's it, you'll be connected by fate. In fact, many things in life happen in an instant. Many seemingly casual thoughts may end up affecting your whole life. So Lorin's words still hold true: the outcome is determined by human effort.

  "Hey little brother, what are you doing going to the night market on One Street so late? That place is under development now, it's all ruins, not as lively as before."

  Lorraine smiled and said, "Mm, I know, I just went to take a look around and meet up with some friends there."

  The driver didn't say anything.

  The taxi soon arrived at the southern entrance of the original night market street, and Lorraine got out of the car after paying the fare. The taxi drove away slowly. Lorraine felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards her, and when she looked up, the construction site that was half-finished was already covered with thick snow, shining brightly under the moonlight like a white incandescent lamp.

  "Creak, creak......" Lorin adjusted the collar of his black windbreaker, one step at a time, his black boots contrasting with the snowy ground, relying on his impression to arrive at the location of the Moonlight Bar he remembered. Lorin stopped and found that it had been razed to the ground, surrounded by a circle of "Construction Zone" barriers outside.

  At a glance, the street corner was replaced by a half-finished high-rise building that had risen from the ground, where Blue Lan used to live in a large compound. Underfoot, it was still the same land, but now it had completely changed its appearance.

  According to Lanlan, they moved into a rental house near the school. The environment is not bad. Anyway, it won't be long before they move into their new house that they bought with the compensation money, which will be completed and renovated soon. Although it's a bit far from the city center, it's spacious and decent. It's much better than the big compound they used to live in.

  Lorin walked slowly to the convenience store at the corner of South Street, bought two cans of beer, sat down at a pushcart-style spicy hot pot stall, casually ordered some snacks for a late-night meal, and ate them sporadically. As the night market on this street had already entered the development phase, the originally bustling street was now somewhat deserted.

  "Hey young man, it's so late and you're still not going home, do you have something on your mind?" The owner of the spicy hot pot was a middle-aged man with a simple and honest smile.

  Lorraine smiled: "Hehe, troubles are always there every day. But boss, you're still not going back so late, it's cold and bad for your health."

  A middle-aged uncle smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Haha, no choice, gotta earn enough money for the New Year, got an old mother, wife, and daughter at home, all mouths waiting to be fed."

  Lorraine found that the middle-aged uncle's words did not reveal any annoyance, as if he had no emotions about the injustices of this world. He seemed to be moved in his heart, every family has its own unspeakable sorrows, and everyone living in this world has their own worries. If you look at it lightly, it will be fine.

  "Boss, give me a few more strings of fish balls. I'll pack them up and take them away later. They're really delicious." Lorin smiled and waved his hand, thinking that he should help these people at the bottom of society as much as he could.

  "Alright!" The boss on the other side started smiling and stringing up the fish balls.

  Just then, Lorraine suddenly felt a refreshing figure with a fresh scent approaching from behind her. Before the person arrived, a crisp and magnetic female voice said: "Boss! Give me two strings of fish balls, two strings of beef balls! Add as much chili as possible!" As she spoke, she hung up her phone on the side of her ear, still panting, and coldly threw out a sentence, "I'm not going back tonight! Don't bother me!"

  "Slam." The phone hung up, and the woman opened a can of unopened beer on the table, then tilted her head back to drink it all at once. The strong smell of beer rushed into her throat, making her cough violently.

  "Cough...cough...cough..." Amidst the coughing, both Lorraine and the old cart owner were stunned.

  This sister is really too fierce now, suddenly killing like a gust of wind, without saying a word, she picked up the beer and glugged it down.

  For a brief moment, the cart owner quickly strung together meatballs, while Loring suddenly laughed when he saw the woman's face, and immediately blurted out: "I said beauty, you drank my beer, don't even know how to say thank you? Too rude."

  "What's impolite? I won't buy it from you!" The beautiful woman snorted, her mood clearly not good. She reached into her bag and pulled out a wallet, preparing to pay, but when she turned around and saw Luo Lin's appearance, she immediately showed a surprised expression, stunned for half a day before blinking her slightly cold eyes and saying, "Ah? Luo Lin?"

  Luo Lin smiled and shrugged: "Hehe, what? Jiang Da Jinghua, just a few months without seeing each other and you don't recognize me?"

  The beautiful woman who suddenly appeared in front of her was Jiang Yan, the spicy and fiery beauty. During this time, her family had not given up on helping her and that Liu Hao get together, and tonight, her parents had even brought Liu Hao home for dinner without even calling to inform her. Moreover, Liu Hao had bought Jiang Yan some winter gloves and boots as gifts, all of which were famous brands, and Jiang Yan's parents had accepted them on their own initiative. Jiang Yan was furious about this, her fiery temper flaring up, and she directly slammed the table and walked away, running out of the house. As she left, she threw back a sentence: "If you try to get me involved with that Liu Hao again, I'll never come back home!" The whole thing had the air of a runaway.

  It's been more than three months since Lorraine last saw the woman standing in front of her, and neither of them expected to reunite under these circumstances, at this time.

  Lorin subconsciously glanced at the watch on his left hand, it was almost 12 o'clock. In winter, especially during the New Year's season, few people would be out so late, and even if they were, they should be in a bustling commercial area, not around this night market street that was still under construction.

  When I saw Jiang Yan before, it was probably because she was on duty at the time, and she always wore a female police uniform. But now, she is dressed in a casual and elegant style, like a fashionable woman. She wears a white high-necked leather windbreaker that reaches down to her thighs, with a white leather miniskirt underneath, black cotton warm tights tightly wrapping around her slender and elastic long legs, showing off a dynamic posture as she sits. A pair of brown leather high-heeled boots matches well with the brown leather gloves and scarf, not only keeping out the cold but also revealing a sense of capable and sexy intelligence.

  They say girls can give up warmth for style, but Jiang Yan's curvaceous figure is a perfect combination of both. Even in thick winter clothes, her voluptuous and sexy physique still stands out, making men glance sideways and women envy.

  Seeing Lorrine's smiling face in front of her for the first time in a long while, Jiang Yan's gloominess was swept away. After a brief moment of surprise, she revealed an enchanting smile on her fair and beautiful face, which was framed by a head of shiny black hair and a scarf. She pretended to be angry and glared at Lorrine, saying: "You little scoundrel, since we parted last time, you didn't even call me once! Did you forget about me? Be honest, did you find another police sister who's willing to help you out of trouble? I don't believe anyone can be as loyal as me, your sister Yan! Speak up, confess and get leniency, resist and face severity!" As she spoke, she waved a bamboo skewer with meatballs on it back and forth in a threatening manner.

  PS: Jiang Yan sister said: "There are little brothers who don't send flowers, this is not good ~"