Chapter 59: What a Pretty Girl

In the evening, Gao Meilan treated this group of college students to a meal at a restaurant in Hejiaying, then Shao Ziyang and Hu Jiahao left by car first, followed by the other two high school female classmates.

Yang Tianxing and Tan Zhizhi were the last to leave; they chatted with Gao Meilan in the hotel room until past nine o'clock before heading back, taking the opportunity to finalize tomorrow's itinerary.

Yang Tianxing actually wanted to be lazy, but since these were his own parents, he definitely had to accompany them when he wasn't in class; Tan Zhizhi was purely there to sponge off free food and fun.

"Old Yang, have you noticed something?"

When only the married couple was left in the room, Gao Meilan suddenly said mysteriously.

"What?"

"Is Little Zhizhi dating that little brat of ours?"

Yang Jianjun had seen with his own eyes the scene of the two of them eating candied haws on the street, but he was more steady; unless Yang Tianxing personally said that his relationship with Tan Zhizhi was confirmed, he would not ask more.

"How would I know that? Don't overthink it; maybe the two of them are just classmates."

Yang Jianjun earnestly advised.

Gao Meilan rolled her eyes at her husband: "My eyes aren't blind. During the meal, Little Zhizhi even let Tianxing help her pick up food; can a classmate relationship be this intimate?"

"Besides."

Gao Meilan suddenly remembered something: "A while ago, Tan Qingwu and Ye Yulan suddenly invited us to dinner, but they were vague and didn't mention anything specific. I was a bit puzzled at the time, but today I finally have a clue."

Yang Jianjun didn't want to gossip, so he turned over and said: "Turn off the light and sleep; we have to get up early tomorrow."

"Go turn it off yourself."

Gao Meilan huffed: "It was hard enough serving the little one through college, and now the old one wants me to serve him too."

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The next day, Yang Tianxing got up early; he had to go print some part-time job flyers first, then go accompany his parents for a meal.

Everyone else in the dormitory was sleeping soundly, except for Yi Min, who was lying on his side on the bed, sporting dark circles under his eyes, and sending messages.

"Old Six, you didn't sleep all night?"

Yang Tianxing asked curiously.

Yi Min nodded, his expression still somewhat excited: "Brother Yang, I discovered that my charm is actually still okay. Deng Yidi rejecting me was completely rejecting a treasure of a boy."

"How so?"

"Last night, a girl named Little Hu suddenly sent me a text, saying that ever since she saw me once in the cafeteria, she really wanted to be friends with me. We chatted all night and found that we have quite a few similar interests."

Yang Tianxing changed his clothes calmly: "Then seize the opportunity; I'm heading out for something."

After telling the copy shop owner his requirements, Yang Tianxing hurried to the hotel where Gao Meilan was staying.

Tan Zhizhi had already arrived early; she was a bit unhappy because Yang Tianxing hadn't gone to school to pick her up in the morning.

However, upon meeting and seeing Yang Tianxing wearing a black down jacket, and herself wearing one in light pink, Tan Zhizhi gave a sweet smile and immediately forgot these small matters.

Today's plan was very tight: in the morning, they planned to stroll around the Drum and Bell Tower Muslim Quarter, eat some local snacks there at noon, go to the Huaqing Palace in the afternoon, and then return to Chang'an District in the evening.

However, plans can never keep up with changes; who would have thought that Gao Meilan and Tan Zhizhi would be immediately attracted by the dazzling array of shops in the Muslim Quarter.

In the end, the four people were split into two groups: Yang Jianjun carried Gao Meilan's woolen coat, Yang Tianxing carried Tan Zhizhi's down jacket and walked behind, while Gao Meilan and Tan Zhizhi walked in front, arm in arm.

Underneath Tan Zhizhi's down jacket was a white tight-fitting thermal shirt, on her feet she wore a pair of small short boots, and paired with her classic, exquisite oval face and a height of about 1.67 meters, some foreigners strolling there frequently cast looks of attention.

A few hooligans hanging around the area wanted to hit on her, but then they saw Yang Jianjun and Yang Tianxing following behind.

Yang Jianjun was fine, just an ordinary middle-aged office uncle.

Yang Tianxing's aura was different; with one hand on his hip, his jacket wide open without a care, he looked at the bustling crowd with a face full of impatience, and the corners of his eyes occasionally twitched with a bit of defiance.

After noticing the few thugs, Yang Tianxing even smiled at them indifferently.

These hooligans were also cowards; after seeing Yang Tianxing, they discussed it and gave up.

The combat power of a middle-aged woman and a youthful beauty together is astonishing; they shopped until three in the afternoon, and were finally dragged away to eat by Yang Tianxing, who was almost starving to death.

Looking at it this way, the travel plan for Huaqing Palace was definitely ruined, so they might as well just have a blast here today.

Hearing Yang Tianxing's somber announcement of the decision, Gao Meilan and Tan Zhizhi both clapped and cheered.

The Drum and Bell Tower Muslim Quarter at night was even more lively; tourists, college students studying in Chang'an, and quite a few foreigners were there, and the fragrance of various snacks drifted throughout the entire street.

This lively atmosphere kept infecting Gao Meilan, and she was still somewhat excited after returning to the hotel.

"Old Yang, let's go out for a walk."

Yang Jianjun looked at his watch: "It's already nine-thirty."

Gao Meilan dragged Yang Jianjun along: "Let's go take a look at Tianxing's school again; who knows when we'll come back next time."

Once Yang Jianjun heard this, he realized it was indeed the truth, so the two changed their clothes again and went out.

The Finance Institute in late autumn was covered in maple leaves; they crunched "creak, creak" underfoot. The Yang Jianjun couple walked to Building Z, Room 101 without realizing it, and didn't expect the lights to still be on here.

"Tianxing is also quite tired today; why did he come to fiddle with this base again?"

Gao Meilan felt very sorry for him and also felt a bit regretful; if she had known, she wouldn't have played so late.

The two walked into 101, but didn't see Yang Tianxing; however, they saw a figure under the table.

She was kneeling on the ground, carefully wiping away rust. Judging from the supple and graceful curve of her back, it should be a girl.

Gao Meilan and Yang Jianjun looked at each other and said: "Hello..."

Gao Meilan originally just wanted to say hello, but didn't expect to startle this girl. Only a "clang" was heard, and the moment she raised her head, she also bumped into the iron plate.

"Are you okay? Be careful and come out first."

Yang Jianjun asked with concern.

The girl walked out slowly, and Gao Meilan looked her over carefully.

Her height was actually a bit taller than Little Zhizhi's. She was wearing an old high school uniform, the pant cuffs were frayed, and her knees and cuffs were stained with thick dust, which meant that while she was playing in the Muslim Quarter just now, this girl had been cleaning the whole time.

Her jet-black hair was tied into a bun suitable for working, and under the light, the sweat on her temples could be clearly seen. In the dappled light and shadow, her figure looked soft and weak, yet possessed a stubbornness that made one's heart ache.

It was just that she kept her head down looking at her toes, so Gao Meilan couldn't see her face clearly.

"What is your name?"

Gao Meilan prepared to take the girl's hand, but did not expect her to hesitate slightly.

"Dirty."

The girl said in a low voice.

Gao Meilan held it in her hand anyway: "It doesn't matter if it's dirty, you were cleaning for Yang Tianxing."

After speaking, Gao Meilan did not ask the girl to lift her head, but instead took the initiative to squat down; the moment the two made eye contact, Gao Meilan gasped.

"Yang Jianjun, what a pretty daughter you have!"