Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Shang Xi called a car and went to the restaurant they had agreed upon.

It was recommended by Zhou Ziyou. This girl loved to eat and knew some good places to eat in Qingcheng.

When Shang Xi arrived at the place, she saw a flower shop next to the restaurant, so she went to buy a bouquet of flowers.

As soon as she entered, she spotted Zhou Ziyou sitting by the window, wearing a black dress and letting her hair down, with makeup on and red lipstick applied.

Next to her sat a short-haired girl, wearing a tank top and loose wide-leg pants, sitting lazily and casually.

Shang Xi walked over with the flowers in her arms. Zhou Ziyou saw her first, "Oh, I was just about to ask when you'd arrive."

The short-haired woman turned her head and saw Shang Xi walking over with a smile, looking at her, "Sister Dao, long time no see."

Sister Dao pretended to sigh helplessly, "Ah, I'm so envious of myself, I've just sat down and two beauties have come to give me flowers already."

Zhou Ziyou had also bought flowers.

Shang Xi smiled gently and sat down.

Sister Dao was thirty years old this year. Shang Xi had met her a few years ago when she was renting an apartment, Sister Dao was the landlady of those buildings.

She was straightforward, and her line "I can't stand seeing beauties suffer" had helped Shang Xi a lot. Before Shang Xi went abroad, like with Zhou Ziyou, whenever she had time she would go to Sister Dao’s place, saying she wanted to “freely touch the cute baby”, but actually helping to take care of her son.

She bought stacks of diapers, and Shang Xi’s son wore many of the clothes she bought.Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

Zhou Ziyou was Shang Xi’s son’s biological aunt, and Sister Dao was like his aunt too.

Her name was Dao Luo. True to her name, she did things vigorously, with a strong and overbearing personality. Her family was not lacking in money, and she was the youngest, with an elder brother and sister above her who doted on her. She was just short of being completely out of control. During school she would get into fights and skip classes, a problem student, known as Sister Dao.

Now thirty years old, she had settled down a lot, and was preparing to return home to do some things she enjoyed, opening a few rock and roll bars, and not going abroad anymore.

The three of them chatted for a while and were halfway through their meal, when Sister Dao seemed to suddenly remember and gave a cold laugh, “That cheap dad of little Shang Bao, my elder brother has met him, quite arrogant huh. Not showing up for so long and now suddenly appearing, what’s he here for?”

Shang Xi thought to herself, he wants their son.

Shang Xi and Zhou Ziyou looked at the pile of alcohol and felt they would get tipsy even before drinking. One ran a shop and took care of a child so rarely drank, while the other was a full-time comic artist living alone - neither were bar hoppers.

Zhou Ziyou was slightly better, sometimes when she had insomnia and couldn’t sleep, she would drink some to sleep. Shang Xi basically never touched alcohol, being busy throughout the day and sleeping soundly at night.

But thinking that today was Sister Dao’s last day before returning home, she felt that she should keep her company and liven things up.

So the few sang songs and drank alcohol. Sister Dao still felt nothing while Zhou Ziyou was already drunk, unleashing pent-up sorrows like floodwaters finding an outlet. Thinking of the mess in her family and her new comics selling ice cold, she felt she would have to eat dirt and broke into loud wails.

“Ziyou, don’t cry.” Shang Xi's face was just flushed red, looking very sober.

She held her little white handbag to Zhou Ziyou’s mouth and earnestly coaxed, “Hungry? Eat up, don't cry.”

Zhou Ziyou took it and bit down, crying out, “Can’t bite it.”

Seeing this, Sister Dao laughed till she couldn’t stand upright.

She could hold her liquor well, drinking on her own while watching the two lightweights get drunk, laughing wildly.

She simply ordered a lot more snacks to be brought in for Shang Xi to feed Zhou Ziyou.

Time passed unknowingly in the rocking and rollicking private room.

In the lively room, Shang Xi’s phone started ringing, its screen lighting up.

Sister Dao walked over holding a bottle of wine and picked up the phone.

“Lone wolf? What lone wolf?”

She took a look at Shang Xi who was feeding Zhou Ziyou popcorn, and paused the rock music.

The room quietened down a lot and she answered the call.

A low voice came from the phone, “Shang Xi, I’m at the entrance of the bar.”

“Sorry, I took the initiative to come pick you up to bring you back.”

The lone wolf's defenses fell.