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Chen Huan and Zhao Zheng did not speak, and the atmosphere in the carriage instantly became awkward. The chauffeur led the way and soon they stopped in front of an old-fashioned metal gate.

Chen Huan was very curious, she stretched out her neck to take a look, it looked a little like an amusement park. On closer look, there was an extremely old, rusty iron merry-go-round inside the metal door.

"This is …" Chen Huan was very curious, and under Zhao Zheng's lead, they entered through the gap between the iron gates.

There were three crossroads waiting for her, and they took the one closest to the right. From time to time, a variety of aged children's toys would appear. Pirate ships, merry-go-round horses, seesaws, even roller coasters.

"Where is this place?" Chen Huan was puzzled, but Zhao Zheng had an unfathomable expression on his face. As the two walked forward, Chen Huan moved and stopped. Because it was night, the light around the toy was especially dazzling, as if it was surrounded by innumerable stars.

Chen Huan took out her phone excitedly and took photos while walking. She only knew that Disneyland was very fun, but she didn't know that there were people who liked the habit of collecting these old items.

There was someone in the garden. Every time Chen Huan took a few steps, she would meet a young couple that were trying to pull her closer to them.

When they saw Chen Huan and Zhao Zheng, most of them would return a kind smile, and when Chen Huan's attention was attracted to a carriage, a woman led a little kid with a flower basket over.

At first, Chen Huan didn't know what she meant, and thought that her standing here would affect the other party's interests. When she saw that the woman did not let Zhao Zheng go and kept urging the little girl to stuff the flowers into Zhao Zheng's hands, she finally understood what was going on.

Chen Huan couldn't bear to have Zhao Zheng buy flowers for him. He walked over, bent over and touched the child's head with his hand, then stuffed 100 yuan into's palms. In the end, he was worried that the woman would blame the kid for not selling the flowers well and bring the two hundred yuan worth of flowers.

"Actually, you don't have to do that." The two continued down the road and stopped in front of a yurt. The door of the yurt was covered by a thick curtain. Chen Huan tilted her head and looked at the curtain, which allowed her to see the time as she came closer.

"Why? Don't you see that the child is pitiful?" Hearing Zhao Zheng's words, Chen Huan turned his head and looked at him in disbelief.

"Because that person isn't his parents at all. Even if you were to give him 10,000,000 yuan, they wouldn't treat him well!"

"How do you know?" Chen Huan stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly remembered that his grandfather was a big liar. She sniffed and her mind went blank. In truth, she didn't really care about Zhao Zheng's identity, but when she thought about it, she felt that it was a little strange.

"Actually, they are quite pitiful as well. It's just that when the children grow up, they will become a new batch of people like this."

After thinking for half a day, this was the most reasonable way for Chen Huan to console herself. She suddenly thought of what the great beauty had said a while ago. In fact, it was not that the old people had become bad, but the bad people had all become old.

"Don't worry, we will definitely not be as pitiful as them in the future. I will work hard and save money, and I will definitely make you the happiest woman in the world! "

Before Chen Huan could struggle out from her sorrow, Zhao Zheng suddenly reached out and hugged her, biting her ear as he spoke.

She blinked rapidly in surprise, and at the same time the curtains on the opposite yurt door were lifted, and two rows of women, dressed in minority clothes and singing and dancing, approached them.

"Dear guests, we have finally waited for you!" The leader was a white-skinned and beautiful girl with eyes carved from a pair of beautiful knives. She wore Mongolian clothes and bowed when she was a meter away from Chen Huan.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Chen Huan stood there in a daze as he watched them put Ha Da on her neck.

The young lady led Zhao Zheng and her into a large yurt. Inside the yurt, other than simple audio equipment, there was a huge round table.

"Oh, this table can accommodate 30 people. I wonder how many guests you have, so …" The lady realized that Chen Huan was staring at the round table and explained quickly.

Chen Huan was a little confused, but her eyes quietly swept across the extremely abnormal big round table again. On the table, tea with sour cream, barley wine had been set up; roast sheep, yak, beef were ready to be served; and the smell of cheese and sausage assailed the nostrils.

"Did you decide on this?" Chen Huan was puzzled, thinking about what the hell was Zhao Zheng doing to suddenly become so rich.

"No..." Zhao Zheng was also dumbstruck. He looked at the girl for a long time and confirmed that he had come here in the afternoon to foresee that girl. He was still wondering if he had gotten drunk and said nothing?

At this time, outside the yurt, Xue Nier, who had been following behind Chen Huan and Zhao Zheng, had long peeked inside the yurt and understood what was going on. She grinded her teeth as she stared at Zhao Zheng's right hand, which was on Chen Huan's arm.

"No, miss …" After confirming that he did not remember wrongly, Zhao Zheng brought Chen Huan behind him and asked the lady for an explanation, "I did not say this in the afternoon, I said that I need some actors, a quiet and elegant place … …"

"But the girl who came with you said that at 10 PM, there are about 30-40 people in the private room!" The girl explained that it didn't seem like she was joking.

"Alright, as long as it's big, it's fine. Although it looks a little wasteful!" Chen Huan didn't know what Zhao Zheng was planning, but if she really wanted to stay in a little room with him that only two or three people would want to stay in, she would feel that it was extremely strange.

"But …" Zhao Zheng wanted to say something, but he quickly retracted his hand that he just took out from his pocket. He opened his mouth and stared at the girl's face for a long time before withdrawing.

He came to Chen Huan's side and planned to sit next to her. Just as her butt touched the table surface, the curtain of the yurt was lifted from the outside. Zhao Zheng was a little confused, the time for the performance was not yet good.

"Ah, you're welcome, everyone. Let's see where I like it and what I like to eat. I'll just casually take a seat! " The men, women, old and young, tall, short, fat and thin, all jumped in amidst the sharp voice of a woman.

Before Chen Huan could react, all of them sat down, and very quickly the tables for the thirty people were empty. Chen Huan roughly looked at the people who entered, the women and eight to nine year old children were the main figures.

"What's going on?" The girl looked shocked and hurried to the door. Just as she lifted a corner of the curtain, Xue Nier slipped in as she wiped the gap between the curtains.

Her appearance caused Chen Huan to feel extremely uneasy, and her heart was filled with an indescribable feeling …