Fu Zhaolou Steam Pot Restaurant is a very creative name. To be honest, I still don’t know what the name means.

At the entrance of the hotel, Chen Qingfeng and Zhang Shouqing had been waiting for Zhang Zichen for ten minutes.

Yang Shiqi helped Zhang Shouqing beat his shoulders and said a little impatiently: "Did the taxi that Senior Brother Zi Chen took take the wrong route? It's been so long and it still can't keep up with us?"

Zhang Shouqing chuckled and said, "Just wait a little longer, the car is sometimes stuck in traffic, wait a minute."

So another ten minutes later, a tattered taxi drove up in front of Yang Shiqi. The front of the two taxis was dented, the lid was rolled up, and the doors seemed to have been hit somewhere.

After Zhang Zichen and Mo Yifei got out of the car, Yang Shiqi stared at the taxi going away in shock and said: "What a good taxi, it turned into this after it took you two on board. What are you doing?"

What's wrong? Did you go to Tibet, or did you get into an accident on the way?"

Zhang Zichen squeaked. Naturally, he couldn't tell Yang Shiqi this matter in detail. He said: "The driver drank some wine and bumped into each other a few times on the road."

"What!?" Yang Shiqi exclaimed in shock, "Drunk driving? No! I want to call the police! This is too much! Driving after drinking! I want to report him!"

"No, no, no, no..." Zhang Zichen wanted to stop Yang Shiqi, but Yang Shiqi was determined today. He took out the latest Apple mobile phone and dialed 110 immediately.

So that night, the thin driver experienced the greatest pain in the world. It was destined to be a sleepless night. As for the outcome, it is unknown.

Logically speaking, at around 12 o'clock in the evening, all restaurants are basically closed.

The reason why Fu Zhaolou Steam Pot Restaurant is open for business at this time is because of Yang Shiqi. Although Yang Shiqi is fat, he has several advantages, such as a round head, fair skin, and a bit cute appearance.

His skin is as smooth as a baby's. And Yang Shiqi's biggest advantage is that he is very rich!

Money can make the devil push the mill, money can make the mill push the ghost, and money can make the resting Fu Zhaolou Steam Pot Restaurant reopen.

As for how much the late-night reservation cost this time, Zhang Zichen never asked. It was not until later when he and Yang Shiqi were discussing life that Yang Shiqi told Zhang Zichen.

The meal lasted until two o'clock, and everyone was finally full and ready to go to bed.

With the swipe of the magical card in Yang Shiqi's hand, everyone checked into a five-star luxury hotel. There are golf carts, horse riding stables, bathing centers, sauna clubs, etc. in the Pearl Hotel. These exclusive items for the nobles are very exciting.

I can't help yearning for it again and again.

But it was already late at night, and with these deep regrets, everyone had to go back to their rooms to sleep.

Even when sleeping, the rooms we stay in are always presidential suites, with one room per person, which makes a lot of things easier.

Yang Shiqi is a veteran in this field. He arranged several massage girls for Zhang Shouqing and Chen Qingfeng respectively. We couldn't hear the sound in the room and didn't know what was going on.

While Yang Shiqi, Zhang Shouqing and Chen Qingfeng were enjoying the infinitely beautiful scenery, Zhang Zichen walked into his room alone.

The room was very large, with all kinds of high-end electrical appliances inside. Zhang Zichen couldn't distinguish some furnishings and items because he had never seen them before. Lying on the round Simmons bed, the soft quilt made Zhang Zichen feel sleepy.

This is the life of rich people.

Button, button, button!

But suddenly, a slight knock on the door woke Zhang Zichen up. Who knocked on the door so late?

The answer soon became very clear. Zhang Zichen opened the door sleepily. He looked at Mo Yifei at the door, and his sleepiness suddenly disappeared. He exclaimed: "Sister Mo!?"

It turned out that the person who appeared at the door was Mo Yifei. At this time, Mo Yifei was wearing a set of red pajamas. It was said to be pajamas, but in fact it was just a set of red gauze.

Mo Yifei stood at the door and said with a smile: "Zhang Zichen, are you just going to let your sister stand at the door like this?"

Only then did Zhang Zichen stop the nosebleed. He looked outside the door. Fortunately, it was two or three o'clock in the night and there was no one in the corridor. Otherwise, other men would definitely cause a commotion when they saw Mo Yifei's dress.

"Sister Mo, please come in first." Zhang Zichen quickly pulled Mo Yifei into the room and closed the door.

After entering Zhang Zichen's room, Mo Yifei took the initiative. The very reserved and quiet girl she saw on the plane disappeared, replaced by a desire for something.

Mo Yifei held Zhang Zichen's hand tightly and asked with twinkling eyes: "Zi Chen, I asked you before eating, if you want to chase me? You haven't answered yet?"

Mo Yifei's cold little hand grasped Zhang Zichen's hand. The cold skin and the feeling of electric shock finally made Zhang Zichen, who was full of energy, unable to bear it any longer. Until then, Zhang Zichen finally made up his mind and said, "I want to chase you."

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Even though Zhang Zichen is only a seventeen-year-old boy, he insists on exercising every day, and one can imagine how strong his body is.

The boy, who had always been honest, taciturn, and even a little shy in front of Mo Yifei, finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he took Mo Yifei's hand.

Mo Yifei is 1.7 meters tall. She is not wearing high heels at this time, which means that she is half a minute shorter than Zhang Zichen.

Zhang Zichen, who was a little shy, started to be dishonest and pulled Mo Yifei into the room and closed the door.
Chapter completed!