Chapter 89

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"Hey, sir, are you lost? Your car can't enter this courtyard. Go straight and turn left to leave!" A security guard, who looked like a student, politely looked at Zhao Zhiqiang, who had rolled down his window and leaned out.

Pulisan... The car in front was a Mercedes-Benz SUV, and the one behind was a Cayenne.

The cars on both sides were very clean, but Zhao Zhiqiang's car, if not for its god-like appearance, would hardly show its original color, as it was covered in dust.

Zhao Zhiqiang smiled, "No, this is the place, right?"

Huh?

"Sir, you must be mistaken. Are you going to Baiyun Mountain Villa? Usually, they come here. Please turn around..."

Just as he was speaking, Lin Xuerou leaned over from the other side, almost pressing her head against Zhao Zhiqiang's chest, and a fragrant scent wafted into his nose.

The security guard looked and recognized her!

Isn't this the best friend of the young lady!

Why is she in this old car today?

Full of question marks!

"This is my friend. We're going in... Bye!" Lin Xuerou smiled and waved.

"Okay, okay! Miss Lin, why are you—"

He wanted to ask why the car was so different, but then he thought it was her friend's car. Since he recognized her and they were close, it was fine to let them in.

The second car, a Cayenne, also stopped.

A well-groomed head poked out.

"Security, whose car is in front? Who is it?"

The security guard looked and recognized him. This was also a good friend of the young lady, a regular visitor, Mr. Shen, the son of the famous Bincheng Huaxu Culture and Media Group CEO.

"Oh, Mr. Shen, the car in front belongs to Miss Lin from the Lin family. The car is her friend's."

"Her! Friend—" Shen Congke couldn't understand at all!

The Lin family.

In his mind, it was like a big mountain. Whether in terms of power or wealth, they were far beyond their nouveau riche status.

The image of Lin Xuerou had been in his mind since he saw her last year. This time, he came to the Zhu family's door, hoping to meet the little princess of the Lin family again!

He didn't expect to run into her before even entering the door. He was overjoyed but also puzzled.

"What's going on here?" Even the color of the sports car Lin Xuerou usually drove was etched in his memory...

An old, dusty car stood out among a group of luxury cars.

"Speechless." Shen Congke couldn't believe that Lin Xuerou would be in such a car!

That beautiful... part...

The Cayenne parked, and Shen Congke hurriedly walked a few steps into the side corridor of the parking lot, where he saw a man and a woman walking shoulder to shoulder.

From the distance, they were about a foot apart!

Good.

They weren't a couple.

Shen Congke hurriedly caught up with Zhao and Lin, who were walking at a steady pace.

"Miss Lin Xuerou, hello! Nice to see you again!" Shen Congke thought for a long time and didn't dare to reach out to shake hands. He smiled and acted as if they were very familiar.

The three of them stopped.

Lin Xuerou was surprised, "Oh—this gentleman, who are you? I don't seem to have met you before..." She really didn't know his name.

"No problem, no problem. I'm also a good friend of Xiaolin. Friends of friends are good friends. I met you at Xiaolin's birthday last year. I didn't expect to meet you again today."

"Oh..." Lin Xuerou nodded indifferently, "Please go ahead, you seem to be in a hurry."

Shen Congke was embarrassed, "No, no, I'm not in a hurry, hehe. Let's go together." He asked tentatively and gave Zhao Zhiqiang a few scrutinizing looks.

This guy's clothes, though branded, were dirty and old. What's going on! Why is Lin Xuerou with him!

"Ah, this driver, I can accompany Miss Lin. The driver and bodyguard should be arranged over there." A voice came from the side passage of the intersection.

Lin Xuerou frowned.

Xiaolin, didn't you say he wasn't coming?

This voice annoyed her to death.

Zhao Zhiqiang, facing away from the newcomer, didn't see who it was and didn't know the person was talking about him.

Shen Congke, however, was slightly surprised.

"Mr. Zhang? You arrived early. Nice to meet you." He hurriedly went over to greet him, but his outstretched hand was ignored.

The man just nodded and smiled politely, then walked past Shen and came to Lin Xuerou.

He also friendly indicated to Zhao Zhiqiang that his direction was over there.

Lin Xuerou gently held Zhao Zhiqiang's hand.

"Zhang Jiacheng, this is my friend, not a driver or bodyguard. I don't need you to accompany me!" She saw the birthday princess, Zhu Xiaolin, and immediately pulled Zhao Zhiqiang over.

Zhang Jiacheng was slightly stunned!

His cold lips twitched, but he followed slowly.

They held hands!

Shen Congke was also puzzled. "What the hell, holding hands, is this the rhythm of a relationship?"

"Who is that guy?"

Shen Congke, asked by Zhang Jiacheng, quickly lowered his head and replied, "Mr. Zhang, I heard he's a friend of Miss Lin."

"Friend? He doesn't deserve it!"

Zhang Jiacheng sneered in his heart, "Really thinks he's a poor guy who met a swan. Stupid thing, doesn't know his own status? Doesn't even realize he's being used as a shield!"

Zhao Zhiqiang didn't speak, but he was very clear in his mind.

As for being a shield?

At first, he thought so too, and even felt it when he heard about the party in the car, but he couldn't see any deceit or exploitation in Lin Xuerou's eyes.

When he saw Lin Xuerou's surprised reaction to Zhang Jiacheng, he knew there was some difference.

However, these things weren't important and had little to do with him. Helping her by blocking flies and mosquitoes was a way to repay her for helping his mother, and this girl was really nice. Just for her to come to the party in his old Pulisan without any pretense, it was worth it to be her shield.

As for the two rich kids, what did they have to do with him?

He politely greeted Zhu Xiaolin, and the two sisters warmly embraced for a couple of minutes!

They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and then Lin Xuerou introduced Zhao Zhiqiang's actual purpose.

Zhu Xiaolin was shocked!

"Xiao Rou, you said you invited Grandmaster Lin's last disciple. I thought he would be around my father's age. I was wondering why no one had come. I didn't expect it to be Teacher Zhao. Truly, a true master doesn't show off. Please forgive me for my rudeness!"

She extended her hand.

The warmth and smoothness of her small, soft hand in Zhao Zhiqiang's hand was evident.

Her fingers were long and strong.

Cough, cough!

Three seconds!

This guy had held his best friend's hand for three seconds and had been looking at him for ten seconds?

Lin Xuerou had to cough violently and subconsciously pinched his other hand hard!

Out of concern for her best friend, Lin Xuerou felt she needed to step in.

Zhu Xiaolin, however, reluctantly withdrew her hand!

Just that handshake, she clearly felt a warm current from his palm into hers. That warm feeling, like hiding in her mother's arms as a child, made her cold body feel like it was thrown into a warm world. She really didn't want to let go, and even felt a bit resentful that it was interrupted.

However, she knew it was impolite.

Her face turned slightly red.

Zhao Zhiqiang, however, didn't feel anything, "I'm not a teacher, just call me Zhiqiang. A friend of Xiao Rou is a friend of mine. However, I'm a novice, so please don't expect too much, Miss Zhu."

"Okay. Thank you, Brother Zhao, and thank you, Xiao Rou. Brother Zhao, please call me Xiaolin. I'm not a princess. Come, come, please come in. I forgot to welcome you properly..."

Lin Xuerou couldn't argue, but she felt a bit relieved, "Hehe, I thought you two would just leave me out! Zhiqiang, you must help, Auntie has been very good to me. I used to go to her house for snacks when I was a child."

Introduction, handshake, welcome, and they turned to go in.

Behind them, Zhang Jiacheng was furious, being ignored—along with Zhu Xiaolin's anger.

"Ignoring me, huh? Fine, fine!"

Shen Congke, scratching his head, didn't understand. The son of the famous Zhang from the State Administration of Radio, Film, and Television, a well-known Mr. Zhang in Beijing, was ignored?

Was he the uninvited one?

No wonder, after knowing Zhao Zhiqiang's identity, Zhu Xiaolin forgot to welcome the guests. Her birthday party was all organized by her friends, and this was also the reason her mother could take a break from her busy schedule to come back.

This was a villa complex built on a hill.

Zhao Zhiqiang entered a hall, a place he had never seen or been to before, where there were already many people, all dressed in fine clothes, looking wealthy and noble.

Many people looked at him sideways, as if a person had suddenly entered a zoo full of animals, finding it strange.

"Who is that guy?"

"How close is he to Snow Princess?"

"Indeed, his conditions seem average."

"Not just average, he came in a Pulisan, and the car was so dirty it even got my Cayenne dirty!"

Shen Congke quickly found his circle of friends and gathered to share his discovery.

"Strange, do princesses nowadays like frog princes?" a young man surnamed Lu asked.

"Not at all. It's just that frogs nowadays don't want to be frogs anymore and are trying to use women as a ladder to climb the dragon gate," Zhang Jiacheng said, holding a glass of wine, "But some people really overestimate themselves, thinking that all the rich and beautiful women like their type. What a dream!"

"Exactly..."

Looking at Zhao Zhiqiang, Zhu Xiaolin, and Lin Xuerou chatting happily in the distance, these few rich kids were almost bursting with anger.

"Okay, Xiaolin, you go and take care of things. Xuerou, I've been nervous driving you here. Can you get me a glass of water?" Zhao Zhiqiang smiled and asked.

"Sure—wait a moment."

Lin Xuerou knew this guy wasn't in good health, so she decided to get him plain water instead of alcohol or drinks. However, there was no water in the hall.

In a small group of men and women a few tables away, a slightly quiet girl sat there, looking a bit flustered.

"Is... is it him?"

Looking at the tall, lean figure of Zhao Zhiqiang, with his angular face and bronze complexion, Shi Yunlan exclaimed. She never thought she would meet Zhao Zhiqiang here.

Her friend who brought her said this was Zhu Xiaolin's private club, a place only the elite visited. Many nouveau riche, despite their wealth, couldn't get in. This was her first time being brought in by her boyfriend.

"Miss Shi, do you know that man?"

Ji Yunchu, standing next to Shi Yunlan, looked at Zhao Zhiqiang in surprise.

That man, whom Zhang Jiacheng called "stupid," the country bumpkin who came with the Snow Princess.