Chapter 133: Refusing to Admit Death
Yang Fan executed a sleek drift, parking the car perfectly in front of Old Zhou’s store.
Old Zhou extended his hand to wave away the dust that had been stirred up to his face and shouted loudly, "Fanzi, do you have any public manners at all? Are you parking or trying to give me a mud facial?"
Yang Fan pulled up the handbrake, jumped out of the car, and said with a laugh, "Your storefront is so clean, it’s like Tian Gaofei licked it clean. Where’s this dirt coming from? Speaking of which, weren’t you two supposed to be on a business trip? Don’t tell me your business trip was just holding teacups and sunbathing?"
"Don’t even start with me; we were doing it for your own good," Old Zhou scolded with a smile, "You know already?"
Yang Fan nodded. "You two were acting so weird yesterday; at first, I thought you were scared and planning to run away and hide. But when I asked about it, I ended up uncovering my own issues."
"Scared? Me?" Old Zhou scoffed disdainfully, slapping his chest with a resounding smack, and declared proudly, "I’m all courage. That guy doesn’t stand a chance against me—he’s way too green!"
"I think you’re all gallstones," Zhu Shanshan muttered under her breath. "Take it inside the shop instead of blabbering in the street!"
"Come on, come on, her highness at home has spoken. Let’s go inside," Old Zhou hooked Yang Fan’s shoulder and chuckled as they walked in.
Yang Fan, long accustomed to the couple’s habit of undercutting each other, just smiled and followed them into the shop.
Sitting down at Old Zhou’s rather sophisticated tea table, Yang Fan handed Old Zhou a cigarette and took the initiative to ask, "Heard any news today?"
"You give me some concrete information first, was it really you?" Old Zhou lit the cigarette, asking slyly.