C32

The bustling street.

At the familiar school gates.

The well-dressed Little Fatso let out his first painful cry.

"Why?"

Why should I? Why should I love you? Why don't you love me?

His voice was sad and helpless, and anyone who heard it would feel dejected.

Even "Brother-in-law" Zheng Feiyue found it a little hard to bear, even though he had to refuse, but he could absolutely do it in a different way.

His sister's way of refusing had the suspicion of abusing small children.

Little Fatso's heart-wrenching shrieks made Zheng Xinyue stop in her tracks. Although this confession had always seemed like a farce to her, she had decided to comfort her by loving her young friend.

"Don't be sad. I won't fall in love with you, but I won't fall in love with anyone else either." She explained in all seriousness, even taking out a handkerchief to wipe the tears off Fatty's face. It was as if she were taking care of her young brother.

"My life is destined to be dedicated to science, and only knowledge can convince me. Also, it's not that I don't need friends, but that I don't need mortals as my friends. You are very rich, but you are a mortal in terms of your knowledge of the world. "

The little fatty cried, "I'm a mortal, what are you?"

Zheng Xinyue laughed and said: "You're still young, it's hard to explain to you."

The little fatty let out a "wow" and cried sorrowfully.

Zheng Feiyue could not watch any longer, how could he be so comforting. He stepped forward and said, "Little Fatty, don't cry. I believe that there are still many good girls in the world waiting for you to love them. "

"Ding!" Your words have warmed the heart of the Godly Hero. The connection increased. Current connection: 45%. "

It worked.

After all, as a child, even if it was "unforgettable" love, it would still be influenced by a child's temperament. Zheng Feiyue then took out his method of coaxing a child, tried to console her, and miraculously extended the relationship to 60%.

It seemed that lovelorn was the most 'violent' effect.

Zheng Feiyue even thought maliciously about how he would be able to quickly "earn points" if his sister refused him twice more.

Of course, this was just a prank.

Although the little fatty still felt very uncomfortable after being comforted by Little Fatty, he was not as heartbroken as before. His feelings towards Zheng Feiyue had also improved a lot.

However, Zheng Feiyue still had a worried expression on his face. However, the one he was worried about was not the little fatty anymore, but his own sister.

"Is what you said true? "Are you going to devote your life to science?" Zheng Feiyue pulled his sister and asked.

Zheng Xinyue nodded her head, her expression indifferent, as though she was seeing through the mortal world.

Zheng Feiyue glared: "Sister, don't scare brother. Our parents are looking forward to your future marriage."

"Marry?" Zheng Xinyue glanced at her brother, and let out a laugh.

Zheng Feiyue, "..."

He suddenly realized that things were going in an uncontrollable direction.

"..."

At 8 o'clock that night, Zheng Feiyue was forcefully pulled into a bar by Little Fatty with the excuse of "falling out of love and begging for comfort". Of course, the ones who acted were Philips and the rest.

The bar was quite famous for its Zheng City, and its business was booming.

Two yellow-skinned men and four black men came to the bar, which surprised the customers.

"Hello, sir. Please take a seat over here." The waiter welcomed Zheng Feiyue and said. Amongst the group of six people, only Zheng Feiyue looked like a normal person, either he was black or he was a child.

After they sat down, the little fatty snapped his fingers and said to the waiter, "There's no need to look at the order. Let's go through all the wine. I'm going to get drunk tonight."

The servant was stunned as he looked at Zheng Feiyue.

Zheng Feiyue said: "Do you need all that wine to finish? Kids drink less, waiters, and a bottle of beer each. "

The little fatty hopped around and said, "I have money. I can buy whatever I want."

Zheng Feiyue said seriously: "Money can buy alcohol, but not health. You're still young, and drinking too much has hurt your brain, but no amount of money can cure it. "

At this time, the effect of the 60% relationship with Zheng Feiyue was felt. If it was when they had just met, the little fatty would not have been able to listen to his nagging. But at this moment, although he was dissatisfied, he tacitly agreed to his suggestion.

This also made Zheng Feiyue realize that this so called "correlation degree" actually had a function other than what it seemed to mean.

"Philips, you guys go have a drink as well. The little fatty said to the bodyguard.

In the end, it's fine if you don't want me to spend money, but I'll spend money for my subordinates. In any case, I don't want to spend this money, so I feel uncomfortable all over.

"Boss, we don't drink during work." Philips spoke while still half familiar with Chinese.

Zheng Feiyue could not help but look up to this black bodyguard.

"Do as you wish." The little fatty waved his hand impatiently, gesturing for them to leave.

The bodyguards retreated and sat down in an inconspicuous corner.

Zheng Feiyue ordered two bottles of beer to be served quickly, and the waiter quickly prepared a straw for Wang Zihao to drink from.

Although Fatty was very unhappy, he still took out a tip of one hundred yuan from his pocket and gave it to him.

The waiter didn't expect the little kid to be so generous. He was pleasantly surprised as he expressed his thanks.

The music in the bar was explosive, making Zheng Feiyue's head hurt. Little Fatso, however, liked the atmosphere. Raising his beer, he said loudly, "Come, let's commemorate my dead love."

Zheng Feiyue raised his glass helplessly. No matter what, the one who hurt the other party was his sister. As an elder brother, he should have a drink with him.

After taking a gulp of beer, the little fatty exhaled. Not long later, he picked up his wine cup and roared, "Another one!"

Little Fatso's alcohol capacity was very poor. More accurately, he did not have any alcohol capacity. After drinking half a bottle of beer, his chubby face had turned bright red and his body was on the verge of collapse.

Zheng Feiyue secretly swapped his beer with Yue Yang who was pretty much finished.

"Whose love did she think she was refusing? Why can't I get her love when I'm rich? " Little Fatso waved his short hands in a sorrowful manner.

Zheng Feiyue muttered to himself: "Love is something that both you and I have always wanted. You can't force yourself to be sweet."

When he said those words, he felt quite strange.

The little fatty shook his head. "To hell with love. No one can respond to my love or tell me the rules of love. I don't want to be a fool anymore. I don't want to make any promises!"

Zheng Feiyue carefully savored the familiar words.

Suddenly, the little fatty stood up and stood on his seat. He spread his arms and embraced the entire bar's clamor and craziness as he loudly said, "From today onwards, I will no longer believe in love. I will only accept love for one night."

The people sitting in the neighboring bar all burst out laughing when they saw a little kid saying this.

Zheng Feiyue immediately felt embarrassed and pulled the brat down, saying, "Little Fatty, your idea is wrong. When you grow up, you will understand that true love is priceless."

The little fatty asked back, "Then have you ever experienced priceless love before?"

"Eh …" Zheng Feiyue was speechless.