"I only feel fire, not ice!"

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Zhang Yi had already delivered a cup of smoothie to his hand, holding his big fat hand with both hands, looking at the fat man with the most sincere eyes.

"Now.

You feel it."

The fat man's eyes were bloodshot and he wished he could eat Zhang Yi alive right now. With a dark face for a moment, he took out a thick stack of money from his pocket and threw it into Zhang Yi's arms.

"There's no need to use it in a hurry!"

After that, he walked out with a dark face.

Before reaching the gate, the fat man glanced at He Dapeng standing in front of him with fear.

He Dapeng frowned, but after a moment he realized that he was blocking the way, so he stepped aside to make a way.

"Dingle bell, dingle bell!"

The glass door was pushed open hard, and the fat man walked out of the store with a dark face.

The cool breeze blew on his face, and he took a deep breath and looked back at the pink shop door behind him.

"Damn, black shop!"

After saying that, he stamped his feet, turned around and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"call!!"

As everyone knows, as soon as the fat man walked away, Zhang Yi's legs began to feel weak.

Especially when I put the cup of smoothie into Fatty's hand, my nervous heart almost jumped out of my throat.

He had already made up his mind that if the fat man refused to pay, he would hit the fat man on the belly with the [Palm Thunder] in his hand.

I don't know if I can beat him, but I can't let this fat guy escape the bill.

Fortunately, the fat man retreated when he saw the difficulty, and he did not have to take the risk to fight the fat man.

"Where's the old blind man?"

Seeing that everyone was gone, He Dapeng asked about Uncle Zeng's whereabouts.

"Upstairs, Brother Peng, you sit down and take a rest. I'll go upstairs and call him."

"No, I'll go up and find him myself."

"Hey, don't, don't, don't."

Zhang Yi hurriedly stopped He Dapeng. To be honest, not to mention that the fat man was stressed when facing He Dapeng. Even standing in front of He Dapeng, he felt a little out of breath.

"Upstairs is the dormitory of two girls. It's not good for you... to go up like this."

"oh."

He Dapeng nodded, feeling that it was not good for him to go up like this, but then he thought about it and felt something was wrong: "Why is that old blind man up there?"

"He is blind."

"Okay, tell him to come down quickly."

Zhang Yi nodded and walked upstairs.

After a while, Zhang Yi walked down again, holding a new phone number in his hand and handed it to He Dapeng.

"Uncle Zeng said that he is not ready yet, but since he is back this time, he will definitely give Aunt Wang an explanation. This is his WeChat ID. You can add him and when he decides to see you, you will give him an explanation.

You send a message."

He Dapeng looked at the number that was handed to him, and his face gradually became unhappy.

"Brother Dapeng, you also know that as people get older, emotional matters cannot change so quickly."

Zhang Yi took out cigarettes from the counter and handed one to He Dapeng.

He Dapeng took it and put it to his lips. Zhang Yi actually wanted to send a fire, but due to He Dapeng's height, he could only send the lighter up.

"Actually... I can understand Uncle Zeng. After all, he had... a bad past."

I casually lit another one for myself, but I didn't smoke it, I just held it in my hand for the occasion.

"not good?"

"Well, his previous wife made him a cuckold."

He Dapeng was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Yi observed the situation and continued: "The key is that the children are not his.

Because of this incident, my love rival was beaten, and his eye was blinded."

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, He Dapeng couldn't bear it and took a puff of cigarette: "But this is not the reason why he doesn't give my mother an explanation."

"But at least I have this concern. It will always take some time for him to accept a relationship again.

Anyway, the person has come back, which means he has the attitude to face the facts, doesn’t it? It’s just that he can’t muster the courage for a while?”

Hearing this, He Dapeng lost a lot of his anger and took the note: "Okay, but he'd better hurry up. I don't have that long of patience."

"OK."

"jingle……"

The two walked out of the glass door one after the other.

"Go slowly!"

Zhang Yi looked at He Dapeng's retreating back. It was like a ball of super light bulbs in the darkness. As he walked past, the whole street seemed to be lit up.

Originally there were a few sneaky shadows on the road, but when they saw He Dapeng approaching, they turned around and ran into the darkness.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi knew that there would be no other business tonight, so he would be closed.

"Boss, was Uncle Zeng really so miserable before?"

At this time, Dai Moli poked her head out from behind the door and asked in a low voice. It was obvious that she had heard what she just said.

Zhang Yi thought for a while and threw the cigarette butt on the ground: "This... is not important."
Chapter completed!