It was close to the early hours of the morning, and there were no customers in the bar, Zhang Yinghan was a little discouraged, but the cold wind didn't care.

"It's almost time, and you're ready to get off work. Leng Feng smiled slightly.

"Boss, is it really good for us to have a bar like this?" Zhang Yinghan asked.

Leng Feng shrugged, "It doesn't matter, I've said it many times, my bar isn't here to make money." ”

As he spoke, Leng Feng groaned for a while and said, "If you have the opportunity in the future, I will tell you the story of this street, and you should understand." ”

As for that opportunity, Leng Feng didn't dare to guarantee that it would not happen.

Because this street is legendary to the world of the Anomalous, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it is just a desolate street.

And if Zhang Yinghan couldn't get in touch with the world of the supernatural, Leng Feng wouldn't tell her, because she couldn't understand it.

Therefore, this opportunity, Leng Feng does not dare to guarantee whether there will be one.

Zhang Yinghan glanced at the empty street outside, she couldn't understand, what story would there be in this dilapidated street?

"Are you going home tonight, or are you going?" asked Leng Feng.

Zhang Yinghan pondered for a moment and said, "Go home." ”

"Then I'll send you. Leng Feng stood up and said.

Zhang Yinghan nodded lightly and did not refuse.

The cold wind locked the door of the bar and walked side by side on the street with Zhang Yinghan.

The cold invaded the bodies of the two, and Zhang Yinghan tightened the clothes on his body, obviously unable to stand the cold.

Leng Feng glanced at the clothes he was wearing, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

I originally wanted to be a gentleman and give Zhang Yinghan the clothes he wore, but I didn't wear half as much as Zhang Yinghan.

He was used to the cold wind, and even in winter, he wore very little.

"If anyone is looking for trouble with you, you call me, you're an employee of my night bar, I'm not going to let you get hurt, and here's my phone. ”

As he spoke, Leng Feng handed over the note with his phone number to Zhang Yinghan.

Zhang Yinghan wrote down Leng Feng's phone number and also told Leng Feng his phone number.

Leng Feng put his hands in his pockets and walked side by side with Zhang Yinghan.

Leng Feng's height is slightly taller than Zhang Yinghan's, but it's not that tall.

Zhang Yinghan's height is 1.73 meters, while Leng Feng is 1.76 meters, and there is not much difference in height between the two.

If Zhang Yinghan wears a pair of high heels, it is estimated that it will be higher than the cold wind.

Like last time, Leng Feng and Zhang Yinghan took a taxi and came to the Fengting villa area again.

The two did not speak all the way and walked together quietly.

The atmosphere seems to have some subtle changes.

Leng Feng directly sent Zhang Yinghan to the door of her house this time, Zhang Yinghan stood in front of the house, hesitated for a moment, and said: "It's so cold outside, come in and drink a glass of water, it's not too late to go back later." ”

But before the cold wind could speak, a red BMW 5 Series stopped in front of the villa.

Leng Feng and Zhang Yinghan turned their heads at the same time, only to see a woman also wearing a red coat stepping out of the driver's seat.

The woman's appearance is somewhat similar to Zhang Yinghan, her hair is longer than Zhang Yinghan's, her eyes have some wrinkles, and her face is full of exhaustion.

"Mom. When Zhang Yinghan saw the woman, he hurriedly stepped forward and helped her take the bag in her hand.

"Why haven't you slept so late, why did you go? Zhang Yinghan's mother gently patted Zhang Yinghan's head, then looked up at the cold wind standing in front of the villa, and frowned slightly.

"Hello Auntie, my name is Leng Feng, and I am a friend of Zhang Yinghan. Leng Feng hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Xueping, and I am Yinghan's mother. Zhang Xueping took the initiative to stretch out her hand and smiled.

Leng Feng also stretched out his hand, shook Zhang Xueping's hand, and then quickly let go.

"Since you're Yinghan's friend, let's take it in and sit down, it's too cold outside. ”

With that, Zhang Xueping took Zhang Yinghan's hand and walked into the villa.

Leng Feng shrugged his shoulders helplessly, seeing Zhang Xueping's arrival, he was leaving, but now it seems that he can't leave if he wants to, Zhang Xueping has personally invited, and he can't refuse.

"Hoo ......"

Leng Feng exhaled and followed into the villa.

The décor in the villa is not luxurious, but it is well equipped and looks like a homely feeling.

"Sit down, I'll make tea. ”

After speaking, Zhang Xueping walked to the kitchen.

"Mom, I'll help you. Zhang Yinghan trotted and ran into the kitchen.

Leng Feng sat down on the couch and glanced around.

On the wall of the living room hangs a painting of Zhang Yinghan and Zhang Xueping, standing side by side on the beach, with smiles on their faces.

But this is a painting, not a photograph.

Five minutes later, Zhang Xueping walked out with a pot of tea, and Zhang Yinghan followed behind her.

At this time, it was already 12:30 in the morning, and the cold wind was a little sleepy, but after all, it was someone else's house, so I had to cheer up.

"Mr. Leng, we don't have any precious tea, we can only make a pot of green tea, I hope you don't mind. Zhang Xueping said as she put the teapot on the table.

"No, no, I'm a person who likes to drink green tea. Leng Feng hurriedly said with a smile.

Leng Feng actually rarely drinks tea, the most favorite tea is the worm, Bing Lei and Wolf Tooth are not only wine but also wine, Leng Feng is also infected by these two, occasionally idle and bored to drink a can or two of beer.

"How old is Mr. Leng, and what kind of work does he do, or is he still in school?"

Zhang Xueping sat opposite the cold wind and asked with a smile.

Zhang Yinghan stood aside, and after hearing his mother's question, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and was replaced by helplessness.

Hearing Zhang Xueping's question, Leng Feng smiled slightly, it seems that Zhang Yinghan's mother is a realist.

But how to say that Zhang Xueping is also an elder, of course Leng Feng can't help but answer.

"Auntie, you still call me Leng Feng, I'm eighteen years old, I didn't go to school, and now I open a bar. Leng Feng replied with a smile.

"Oh, eighteen years old, open a bar?" Zhang Xueping's face was full of doubts, and then poured a cup of tea for Leng Feng.

"Well, the dark night bar is open in a small market street near Yunhai University. Leng Feng said.

The Way of Kings is just the name of this street by the Stranger, and in H City, the name of this street is Little Market Street.

"Small market street?" Zhang Xueping was stunned and said, "I remember that this street was abandoned a long time ago." ”

"Yes, my bar is at the end of the street. Leng Feng continued.

A glimmer of light flashed in Zhang Xueping's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

But her glimmer of light was still captured by the cold wind, after all, the ability of his right eye was not covered.

The next moment, Zhang Xueping noticed Leng Feng's blue right eye, and hurriedly asked, "Leng Feng, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Leng Feng smiled bitterly and replied, "It's nothing, the doctor said, it's a normal mutation, there are no adverse effects, it's just that it looks a little weird." ”

Zhang Xueping nodded thoughtfully, her eyes looked at Leng Feng's right eye from time to time, after all, people with two different colors of eyes are rare in this world.

"If you open a bar, you must have a good income. Zhang Xueping took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

"It's okay. Leng Feng smiled faintly, of course he heard the irony in Zhang Xueping's words.

When Zhang Xueping heard the small market street just now, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, it was obvious that she knew what the situation was in the small market, and now she asked like this, which was undoubtedly sarcastic and cold.

Zhang Xueping, it's too realistic.

Zhang Yinghan, who was standing on the side, was full of embarrassment, she couldn't imagine that her mother would be so realistic, the important thing is that she didn't know the specific situation of Leng Feng at all, and the person who could take out a million dollars casually would be an ordinary person?

"Leng Feng, I asked you something, and you answered me truthfully. Zhang Xueping looked at the cold wind with a serious face, and her tone was a little low.

Leng Feng raised her eyebrows, and from Zhang Xueping's eyes, Leng Feng could see that she looked down on herself.

"Ask, I'll know everything. Leng Feng said.

Zhang Xueping turned her head and glanced at Zhang Yinghan, and then said, "What is your relationship with my daughter now?"

"Mom, you!" Zhang Yinghan was not almost angry with Zhang Xueping, and hurriedly said.

"Don't speak. Zhang Xueping interrupted Zhang Yinghan's words and said in a deep voice.

Hearing Zhang Xueping's question, Leng Feng didn't almost laugh, but he couldn't hold back his laughter and said: "Relationship, Auntie, you misunderstood, I have nothing to do with Zhang Yinghan, it's just that she works in my bar, I see that it's so late tonight, it's not safe for her to come back alone, I'll just send her back." ”

"Oh, is that so?" Zhang Xueping turned her head to look at Zhang Yinghan and asked.

"Or what do you think? Zhang Yinghan said a little angrily.

"Then how did you two come back?" Zhang Xueping then asked.

"Hit. Leng Feng replied very simply.

When she heard the word, a trace of disdain flashed in Zhang Xueping's eyes again, and this disdain was captured by the cold wind again.

It's just that because she is Zhang Yinghan's mother, Leng Feng doesn't bother to worry too much about her.

Although it is very tycoon to live in this villa, the cold wind is not in his eyes.

The total wealth of the dark night is going to be the richest man in Huaxia.

Money is just a number for cold wind.

"Mr. Leng Feng, I hope you can put yourself in a correct position and don't do some meaningless things, okay?" Zhang Xueping said meaningfully to Leng Feng with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The corners of Leng Feng's mouth also showed a hint of a smile, nodded lightly, and said, "Okay." ”

Zhang Xueping is sarcastic about him, how often he is not sarcastic about Zhang Xueping.

When looking at people, you really shouldn't look at the surface.

If Zhang Xueping knew the true wealth of Leng Feng, I don't know what kind of mood it would be.

"Mom, you're enough, how can you be so excessive!" Zhang Yinghan, who was standing in a bottle, finally couldn't help it and said loudly.

"Yinghan, how can you talk to your mother so loudly. ”

Hearing her daughter's accusation, Zhang Xueping suddenly frowned.

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