Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The restaurant is not far from Hall K. The dishes for dinner were Ling Qingyu’s favorite dishes for more than 20 years, so he couldn't eat it before he knew it, and the group walked over and treated it as a digestion.

It gets dark early in winter, and the huge neon lights above Times K Hall are already lit, reflecting the confusion of colors on the white snow, just like the crowded people in front of the door and the cars parked full of parking lots.

"How come there are so many people in today's era?" Ling Qingyu said unconsciously. The era was opened a few years ago. Although it used to be beautiful, there have been several larger and more luxurious restaurants on that bar street. After more big shops, the place became deserted. I didn't expect so many people today.

"I heard that the bar street has been closed for rectification, so I have all moved here." Zhou Ziqing said.

"Hey! Zhou Ziqing!" A luxury car stopped on the side of the road, and a man with a flat head shaved out of the car window and shouted. Then he turned his head and saw Ling Qingyu. He was taken aback and opened the door. He sprang down and shouted: "Oh, isn't this Ling Qingyu? I haven't seen you for so many years, your figure is still plump."

"Yeah, you are still very prehistoric." Ling Qingyu stepped back and laughed.

The man touched his head, straightened his chest, the oil on his high forehead reflected a faint light on the neon light, and snorted coldly, "Huh, you don't know that the older the better, the more valuable it is now!"

"Yes, you are the most valuable." Zhou Ziqing pushed him and said with a smile: "How come Hou is more and more proud now."

"That's it!" Hou Yuan smiled, and then turned around with a little bit of resentment: "If you had chosen me back then, you wouldn't be so bullied!"

"Me?" Ling Qingyu pointed at himself and looked at Zhou Ziqing inexplicably.

Zhou Ziqing turned her head awkwardly, feeling very depressed. Ling Qingyu notified them as soon as the divorce was successful, and then they disappeared. At that time, she hated Shu Qifan in her heart, among several good middle school classmates. He scolded the guy who was inferior to the pig and dog, but forgot that this guy was there at the time.

"Don't say you don't remember? At that time, I even bought a mung bean popsicle to give you a confession!" Seeing Ling Qingyu's face, Hou Yuan couldn't help but say loudly.

"No, didn't you say you gave me an apologize?"

"Apologize? You beat me down at that time! So heavy, sitting directly on my waist, almost broke my waist, why should I apologize to you!"

"Isn't that because you call me Fat Pig?"

"You scolded me first!"

"I said, two people..." Zhou Ziqing pulled at two cockfighters, and pointed at the gazes from both sides. Haven't seen each other for more than ten years, do you two want to do this? Isn't it embarrassing to say such things?

"Ahem." Hou Yuan sorted out the brand-name suits on his lower body, and said solemnly: "I don't know what you are."

"This gentleman," when my wife was in high school (in the relearned vocabulary, he told him that this was about the age of thirteen to fifteen years old), the man (should be a boy) was beaten to the ground by sitting Stunned, Yan San, who had only come back to his senses, hugged Ling Qingyu's waist, and said with a smile that he thought was very kind: "Why, now I fight with you?"

"Huh?" Hou Yuan was taken aback, then instinctively aware of the crisis, what happened to the hand that was holding her waist? What's the matter with this tone? And what's the matter with the hostile and cold eyes? Isn't it divorced?

"Oh, President Hou, I arrived so early!" A tall fat man squeezed out of the crowd on one side and shouted loudly: "Why are you still standing here? Go in, let me tell you, I'm here today. It’s packed, I’ll take it all! Don’t grab it with me, hey, this is Zhou Ziqing? This one? Ling Qingyu? Wow, the two beauties have not changed in 20 years! Come, give your brother a hug! "

With his arms outstretched and his mouth full of yellow teeth, the fat man was ready to give a warm hug. As soon as he stretched his body forward, he was blocked by a hand, making him unable to move at all. He was surprised to look at it as if suddenly The average man with a huge head appeared.

"Hi! Mr. Zhao, Ling Qingyu! It's been a long time!" Huanian got out of the car and asked his wife to stop first, and walked over with a smile: "What is this? What are they doing at the door? Go in! Shengwang and they all Here it is."

The fat man took a step back, Zhou Ziqing pulled Ling Qingyu and walked inside.

Huanian pulled the fat man a bit, and watched the men whose faces were obviously bad just now followed Zhou Ziqing and Ling Qingyu in, and whispered, "What are you doing?"

The fat man was confused and said, "What didn't I do, I haven't seen you for so long, can't you hug it? Who is that?"

Just your squint look, do you want to take the opportunity to wipe oil? Huanian said with a smile on his face: "Don't blame the old classmate for not reminding me, then you can't beat Mr. Zhao." I saw how the two beat people.

The fat man snorted, a sneer flashed across his face. He was squeezed out in middle school. Now he has made a lot of money and is rich. Today is for the purpose of making those male classmates look down and female classmates look different. Huh, can't beat him? That man is indeed burly, as if he can't beat him, but in society nowadays, it's not size, but...money!

Looking at the fat man’s eyes suddenly burned with a filthy flame, Huanian smiled secretly in his heart. For three years in middle school, the fat man had an ugly appearance, poor grades, and particularly nasty and lustful. He often used hands and feet on girls, and once did the best in class. The beautiful Deng Jie acted and annoyed Ling Qingyu, and was directly beaten by Ling Qingyu. Since then, she couldn't raise her head in the class.

Today, isn't it about revenge?

That's really a good show!

The classmate reunion was set in the largest box upstairs. There were thirty or forty people sitting on the sofa in the large box that could accommodate hundreds of people. The fat man walked in ahead of everyone and shouted loudly: " Oh, my dear classmates, it’s been a long time since I saw you! Today everyone let go and count me tonight! Hou, don’t **** me!"

When studying, I pay attention to the pure feelings of classmates, but twenty years later, personality and appearance preferences are not a problem. Whether you have power and whether you can help yourself is the key point. Classmates reunion first is to show off your achievements, and second It is to re-establish new social relations.

Therefore, the fat man and the wealthy man with big business like President Hou are naturally the first objects of friendship.

The box suddenly became lively, and people got up to say hello to Fatty and Mr. Hou, cleverly rushing up to collude with the two.