Chapter 50

Shangcheng District, Minzu Road, Private Room 208 of the Jun Zailai restaurant.

A little past ten in the morning, the elderly couple Zhou Dakui and Xie Fenglan arrived at the private room early. After arriving, they first spent a long time studying what dishes to order, striving to make it look lively without being wasteful, and finally ordered a table of dishes totaling just over five hundred.

Zhou Dakui even took out the Guojiao 1573 that Lin Dazhi had bought for him during the New Year. He had been craving this liquor for a long time, but Xie Fenglan wouldn't let him drink it; today, taking advantage of this important matter, it finally came in handy.

It was almost eleven o'clock. Xie Fenglan looked at her phone, then looked outside the door, and said with an unhappy face, "Why haven't they come yet? Didn't we tell Zhou Yue to have their family arrive early?"

"Hmph, they have money in their pockets now, their backbones have stiffened, and they don't take us seriously anymore," Zhou Dakui said, picking up the Zhonghua cigarettes on the table, opening the pack, and lighting one. As he puffed away, he snorted.

"Pah! That Lin Dazhi doesn't have a damn cent! Is that money his? That's Bai Weiwei's lottery winnings! I just don't get it, are there still women like that these days? With a hundred million in her hands, not only does she not spend it herself, she actually uses it to subsidize a man, buying him cars and houses. What kind of love potion did Lin Dazhi feed Bai Weiwei? What do you think she's after?" Xie Fenglan grabbed a handful of melon seeds provided by the restaurant and said while cracking them.

Seeing Zhou Dakui snort and not respond to her, Xie Fenglan felt unhappy, and after smelling the drifting cigarette smoke, she felt even more annoyed.

"Smoke, smoke, smoke, all you know is how to smoke! You invited them to dinner, they haven't even arrived yet, and you've already opened the cigarettes. What if they take offense later? Hurry up and stop smoking, go to the door and see if they've arrived, and make a call to urge them!" Xie Fenglan said with dissatisfaction.

"What's the harm in opening the cigarettes? As long as the food isn't touched, it's fine," Zhou Dakui muttered, but he still obediently got up and walked toward the door.

Zhou Dakui stood at the door waiting for a few minutes without seeing anyone come. Just as he was about to call to urge them, he saw two people emerge from the elevator lobby; they were none other than his son, Zhou Xiaobing, and his new girlfriend, Zhang Xiaoli.

"Dad, which room is it?" Zhou Xiaobing saw his father as soon as he stepped out of the elevator and waved to ask.

Zhou Dakui looked at his son. Seeing him wearing a gaudy jacket and his hair styled with what he didn't know was hair oil or gel, standing up in stiff, spiky clumps, he felt a surge of anger. Just as he was about to lecture him, he swallowed the words back.

"Forget it, his girlfriend is still here," Zhou Dakui thought, glancing at his son's girlfriend, Zhang Xiaoli.

At this glance, Zhou Dakui's old face flushed, and he immediately shifted his gaze elsewhere.

Zhang Xiaoli was short, and Zhou Dakui didn't know exactly how tall she was. She claimed to be 1.6 meters, but his own son was only 1.65 meters, and standing together, Zhang Xiaoli was clearly half a head shorter than his son. Plus, she was wearing platform shoes, so Zhou Dakui was certain she wasn't even 1.6 meters.

But that wasn't the point. The point was that Zhang Xiaoli was wearing a small black camisole today, and on her fair, bare shoulders hung only two thin black straps. Looking down from above, Zhou Dakui saw at a glance the two honeydew melons exposed for the most part. Further down, a large section of her slender waist was exposed, and the little belly button in the middle seemed to be playfully winking at Zhou Dakui.

"Why are girls these days so bold with their clothes? How can this girl not be more careful dressing like this?" Zhou Dakui felt a bit awkward and thought to himself.

Zhang Xiaoli, however, seemed unaware of Zhou Dakui's awkwardness and even walked over to take the initiative to greet him.

"Hello, Uncle, I'm Zhang Xiaoli," Zhang Xiaoli walked up to Zhou Dakui and greeted him in a crisp voice.

Zhou Dakui felt a pleasant perfume scent drift into his nose—no, into his heart—making him feel itchy.

"Oh, good, good. Xiaoli, you and Xiaojun hurry inside. It's just ahead in 208. I'll wait here a while longer to see why your sister and the others haven't arrived yet. Xiaojun, call your sister and ask where she is," Zhou Dakui said, though his gaze couldn't help but linger on Zhang Xiaoli as she walked past.

The rhythmic "clack-clack" of her little leather shoes against the floor, the swaying of her palm-sized waist, and the way the two rounded mounds beneath her little leather skirt jiggled—the sight was truly lethal!

"You can just call her yourself. Hey, by the way, Dad, is what my sister said yesterday true? Did my brother-in-law really strike it rich? Is he really driving a Cullinan?" Zhou Xiaojun's eyes rolled around, and his triangular eyes, inherited from his mother, flashed with undisguised greed and excitement.

"How would I know? Go ask your sister! By the way, when Lin Dazhi and his family come to eat later, you behave yourself. Keep a guard on your mouth; don't say everything that comes to your mind. Our main goal today is to have your sister and Lin Dazhi remarry, understand?" Zhou Dakui urged, feeling uneasy.

He knew exactly what kind of person his son was. Although he didn't want to admit that his child was inferior to others, Zhou Dakui knew that Zhou Xiaobing had never been a worry-free person since he was a child. He had changed one job after another, and none of them lasted long. Last year, while working at a hotpot restaurant, he was reported to the police station for stealing a customer's mobile phone and spent several months in detention. After he got out, he spent tens of thousands of yuan to find him a job at an electronics factory, but the money he earned wasn't even enough for him and his group of fox friends to eat, drink, and play every month. A while ago, he got a girlfriend and immediately asked the family to buy him a car and a house. When asked how much money he had saved, he just spread his hands and said he didn't have a penny, which made Zhou Dakui so angry he wanted to beat him up!

Zhou Xiaobing didn't care about any of that. From childhood to adulthood, he was used to asking his family for whatever he lacked, and if they didn't give it to him, he would go crazy, throw tantrums, and cause a scene at home. Xie Fenglan and Zhou Yue had spoiled him since he was little; every time Zhou Xiaobing threw a tantrum, they had to find a way to satisfy him regardless of what he wanted, which only fueled his temper further.

Some time ago, Zhou Xiaobing met Zhang Xiaoli at a friend's drinking party and was immediately captivated by her. Not only was her face pretty, but her figure was top-notch; her petite and exquisite body was curvaceous, making Zhou Xiaobing gulp wildly.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaoli had a good personality, wasn't pretentious at all, and could chat with anyone. He had only known her for half a day, and not only did he successfully add her on WeChat, but whenever he asked her out to play, she would come immediately, and she didn't refuse when he bought her gifts. Zhou Xiaobing immediately felt that Zhang Xiaoli was the girl destined for him.

Last night, when Zhou Xiaojun was chatting with her and mentioned his sister's situation, he boasted on a whim that once his sister and Lin Dazhi remarried, everything—the Cullinan, the big villa—would be his. When he saw Zhang Xiaoli again today, he clearly felt she was more enthusiastic toward him than before.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaojun couldn't wait for his sister to remarry Lin Dazhi immediately!

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoli was about to enter the room, Zhou Xiaojun hurriedly shouted, "Lili, why are you walking so fast? Wait for me!"