Lao Fu rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight. Qi Fang quickly grabbed Lao Fu's arm, stepped back a few steps, and whispered, "He's just a young man, don't bother with him."
Fang Zhicheng took two quick steps and suddenly stretched out his fist, hitting Lao Fu in the face. Lao Fu was slightly startled, and felt the wind of the fist coming at him, and was stunned. Fang Zhicheng retracted his fist in time, smiled, and threatened: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will hit you with this punch." Fang Zhicheng looks good-tempered, but in fact he is very ruthless.
Old Fu swallowed his saliva and took two steps back. After all, Fang Zhicheng was tall and strong, and he thought that if he took action, he would not get any good results. He could only swallow his anger and left with Qi Fang.
After watching the two leave, Fang Zhicheng glanced at Tong Siqing and saw that her face was pale. Fang Zhicheng knew that his actions just now seemed very abrupt, and with a bitter mouth, he explained: "I saw Qi Fang and wanted to defend you."
Tong Siqing sighed softly: "Actually, this can't be blamed on her. It's mainly because Lao Li couldn't control himself."
Fang Zhicheng suddenly changed his mind, patted his forehead, and said with a smile: "Thinking carefully, I should thank her."
"Huh?" Tong Siqing was slightly stunned and confused by Fang Zhicheng.
Fang Zhicheng explained: "If Qi Fang hadn't intervened, how could we have..."
Tong Siqing was speechless for a while, and spat in a low voice: "You are being so unserious again!"
After entering the house, Fang Zhicheng searched the kitchen for a while and found some food, so he tied an apron and started to cook a few dishes, including mushrooms and rapeseed, braised meatballs, and cold beef. When he was about to eat, Tong Mengyuan knocked on the door and came in. When he saw Fang Zhicheng, he was slightly startled, obviously not expecting him to be here.
Tong Mengyuan saw that the dishes were already on the table, sighed softly, and said with a wry smile: "I was originally planning to call you home for dinner, but I didn't expect that you had already prepared dinner."
Tong Siqing quickly explained: "It's a rare opportunity to meet Zhicheng in the office today, so I invited him to my house for dinner."
Tong Mengyuan nodded, prepared to get up and leave, and said, "Since there is food at your house, I will go back."
Fang Zhicheng quickly stopped Tong Mengyuan and said with a smile: "Uncle Tong, since you are here, let's eat together. It will be more lively with more people."
Tong Mengyuan was about to leave, but then he thought that if Fang Zhicheng and Tong Siqing were left alone together, it might cause some rumors. So he called Tong's mother first, and then stayed for dinner.
A bottle of white wine was quickly finished. Tong Siqing went into the house and prepared two side dishes to go with the wine, scallion fried eggs and cold cucumber salad. She turned around and saw that the two had opened another bottle. She persuaded them, "Dad, Zhicheng, drink less."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Uncle Tong is happy today, just let him enjoy himself."
Tong Siqing sighed softly and said with a wry smile: "With your alcohol tolerance, if you drink any more, you will get drunk."
"What's there to be afraid of when you're drunk?" Tong Mengyuan pulled at his collar, grabbed Fang Zhicheng's arm, and said drunkenly, "If you're drunk today, just stay at home and don't leave."
Fang Zhicheng still had some sense, and was afraid that Tong Mengyuan was deliberately trying to trick him, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "How can that be possible? It's too much trouble."
Tong Mengyuan shook his head and said with a stern face: "How can this be considered a trouble? It's just a small matter."
Seeing Tong Mengyuan looking drunk, Tong Siqing shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly.
Fang Zhicheng and Tong Mengyuan were drunk at the dinner. It was not until noon the next day that Fang Zhicheng woke up and found that his clothes had been changed and he was only wearing shorts. As for Tong Mengyuan, he woke up earlier and had already left.
Fang Zhicheng was about to get up when Tong Siqing came in with clothes in her arms and said softly, "You vomited a lot last night and your clothes got all dirty. I bought you two new ones. Try them on and see if they fit. If they don't fit, I'll change them for you."
Fang Zhicheng tried it on and said with a smile, "It's just right. It seems that Sister Siqing knows my figure quite well."
Tong Siqing reached out and patted Fang Zhicheng on the back, smoothed his clothes, and said softly, "Don't drink so much in the future. You said a lot of nonsense yesterday."
Fang Zhicheng was a little surprised. He scratched his head, thought hard for a long time, and said awkwardly, "I didn't say anything out of line, did I?"
Tong Siqing rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng and spat in a low voice, "Isn't that outrageous? You actually told my dad yesterday that you wanted to marry me! Fortunately, my dad was drunk too, so he probably just thought it was a joke at the time."
After hearing Tong Siqing's reminder, Fang Zhicheng was somewhat impressed. He sighed and blamed himself, "Alas, look at me, I am too honest and have no scheming... I speak the truth after drinking... I really should drink less in the future!"
Tong Siqing could tell that Fang Zhicheng was saying this on purpose, so she pretended to be angry and said, "Don't be so ungrateful to me. Come out and eat something. You vomited so much yesterday, your stomach must be upset."
Tong Siqing had already cooked the lean meat porridge. Fang Zhicheng drank two large bowls in a row and felt much better. He praised: "Sister Siqing, your cooking skills are really good. If you open a porridge shop, your business will definitely be very prosperous."
Tong Siqing smiled and said, "If you really like it, I will make it for you often in the future."
Watching Tong Siqing clean up the dishes and walk into the kitchen gracefully, Fang Zhicheng felt a warm feeling in his heart. His relationship with Tong Siqing had changed unconsciously. Before, there was more desire, but now there is affection.
Before leaving Tong Siqing's house, Fang Zhicheng called Qin Yuming and asked her to arrange a meeting between him and Yang Xiaoqiao. Meeting with Yang Xiaoqiao and finding out about Zhao Heping's true intentions was also one of Fang Zhicheng's main purposes for returning to Yinzhou this time.
Qin Yuming thought it was inappropriate for the two to meet at school, so Fang Zhicheng decided to meet at a coffee shop on Guoxing Road.
Chapter 0306: Gambling on the Mahjong Table
The coffee shop is not big, and the environment is very petty bourgeoisie. The main color of the decoration is milky white, and the light-colored furniture makes the style fresh and elegant. Fang Zhicheng waited for about ten minutes, and a young woman with long hair and sunglasses walked into the coffee shop. She took off her sunglasses, revealing her beautiful face. Her fresh and picturesque face was slightly powdered, and her white and greasy skin exuded a healthy glow. Her pair of autumn-like almond eyes were filled with a looming aura, and her small and delicate red lips were painted with pink lipstick. Her every move exuded a delicate and lovely temperament.
Yang Xiaoqiao was only in her early twenties, and was more mature than her peers. She noticed a tall young man waving at her in the corner, and quickly put on her sunglasses again, then lowered her head and sat opposite him.
"What would you like to drink?" Fang Zhicheng tapped the menu beside him.
"No need, just drink some boiled water." Yang Xiaoqiao lowered her head and never looked directly at Fang Zhicheng. Her attitude made Fang Zhicheng feel a little surprised.
Fang Zhicheng showed a bitter smile, realizing that his sudden visit might have made Yang Xiaoqiao uncomfortable. He waved his hand, called the waiter, and asked for two cups of Blue Mountain coffee. Then he said softly, "Miss Yang, I'm sorry. I know it's a bit presumptuous to find you through Principal Qin this time. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Fang Zhicheng, and I work in Dongtai County..."
"Dongtai?" Yang Xiaoqiao was a little surprised and suddenly raised her head.
Fang Zhicheng saw that Yang Xiaoqiao had some reaction, and smiled faintly: "Miss Yang, as far as I know, you are also from Dongtai County. I wonder if you know Secretary Zhao of Dongtai County?"
Yang Xiaoqiao shook her head with vigilance and said calmly: "I don't know that person? Sorry, I'm afraid I can't provide you with any help!"
Fang Zhicheng was silent for a moment and stared at Yang Xiaoqiao. Although she tried to remain calm, upon closer inspection, he could see that her shoulders were trembling slightly, and she was obviously trying hard to control her emotions.