Chapter 18 Liuxuan on Water Margin

ing around in flip-flops during the day and drinking beer bare-chested at night.One cannot push themselves too hard, just like a bowstring; if pulled too tight, it will break."Secretary, please book a...Chapter 18 Liu Xuan from Water Margin

Because Wang Zheng ate the Peking duck in a way that was very similar to his father's yesterday at Quanjude, Sheng Fei's attitude towards him improved. In her view, Wang Zheng was an extremely mysterious person who could wear world-class luxury summer clothes into rags and beat up second-generation rich kids, even receiving invitations from the Imperial Hall, not to mention Mr. Shangguan's unconditional trust.

Sheng Fei had a vague feeling that everything about Wang Zheng must have something in common with her father, but she couldn't figure out where to start looking into it, which made her feel quite troubled.

"Since Mr. Shangguan Po is around today and doesn’t need my protection, I’ll come here to steal some clothes from the Lanhai Group that only makes men's clothing," said Wang Zheng without hesitation as he got into Sheng Fei's Scoupe, staring boldly at her beautiful face: "And of course, I can check out this beauty."

Sheng Fei smiled slightly and started the car. However, she didn't reply to Wang Zheng but asked directly instead: "Zhang Mingqi had me sign a new equity agreement; I signed it already. Did you do that"

"Comfortable," said Wang Zheng as he leaned back on the seat with his eyes closed. "Zhang Mingqi is indeed an alluring woman."

Sheng Fei thought to herself, “So it was him.”

After Sheng Fei won a star award at the Pan-European Fashion Design Competition, she had already expected Lanhai to give her a raise. However, she never imagined that Zhang Mingqi would be willing to invest so heavily, immediately transferring out ten percent of Lanhai's shares and instantly turning herself into a billionaire overnight. At first, Sheng Fei was rather skeptical about this, but after carefully examining the contract several times and finding no issues, she signed it off. After all, she had become a new figure in the fashion design world with a high value.

Sheng Fei also suspected that Wang Zheng might have orchestrated everything behind the scenes. Now, she finally confirmed her suspicions—if this was really true, and if everything was part of his plan—the seemingly ordinary bodyguard must possess extraordinary intelligence and strategy.

Faced with confirmation, Sheng Fei felt a bit shocked.

Compared to Shangguan Po and Han Xingye, Sheng Fei was more mature and independent. She thought deeply about things. She wondered how someone like Wang Zheng—who possessed exceptional skills—could be content being just a bodyguard at the Shangguan family Could he possibly have approached her with some ulterior motive Today's equity agreement wasn't it the proof

Sheng Fei knew Zhang Mingqi well. That woman was so intelligent and wise that even if she, Sheng Fei, had won such a prestigious award as the star prize, Zhang Mingqi wouldn’t have been willing to allocate ten percent of her shares for her. So what tactics did this man use on Zhang Mingqi Why help her like this What were his intentions

"Don't think too much," Wang Zheng seemed to understand that Sheng Fei was pondering over something. He knew that he had unintentionally revealed his relationship with Old Sheng while slicing the roast duck, even though Sheng Fei wasn’t very certain about it. Still, Wang Zheng didn’t want her to know about the connection between his father and him.

"Talented individuals are always welcome wherever they go. You deserve the price Zhang Mingqi offered you."

Sheng Fei smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

The two of them sat in the Scirocco, with the windows open, allowing a cool summer breeze to blow across Sheng Fei's face, making her dark hair flutter. Her beautiful side profile looked exceptionally charming under the night sky.

"Let's go for some late-night snacks," Sheng Fei tidied up her loose strands and said, "I'll treat you. What would you like to eat"

"It doesn't matter, just make it spicy. If there’s draught beer available that'd be even better."

A look of nostalgia appeared in Sheng Fei's eyes as she suggested, "How about we go to 'Water Margin' It's a restaurant near the old eastern gate and should suit your taste perfectly."

‘Water Margin’ was a very famous restaurant in Pingjiang District known for its extremely spicy dishes, mainly stir-fried. The vibrant red chili peppers always stimulated diners' appetites infinitely. Water Margin was immensely popular in this paradise of food lovers in the capital city, with several chain branches opened up. Every evening, they were packed to capacity and bustling with business, tables spilling out onto a small square outside the restaurant. On such evenings, many men wore sleeveless shirts or went shirtless under the moonlight, feasting on spicy signature dishes while downing draught beer in contests, creating a unique scene of life.

For Wang Zheng, he instantly fell for this place brimming with the essence of everyday life.

The two took their seats at an outdoor table. Sheng Fei ordered several signature dishes such as Bandit Chicken, Garlic Stir-Fried Fish, Fried Octopus Tentacles, and Big-Plate Twice-Cooked Pork, all specialties of Water Margin, with plates piled high with spicy red peppers that made Wang Zheng's mouth water.

"This is where one truly eats. This is life," Wang Zheng mused as he recalled his years as a wandering hitman, feeling an unexpected tinge of melancholy. But this happy-go-lucky character quickly brushed off the sadness with the aroma of food, picking up chopsticks and digging in.

"This is simply too delicious! The taste is amazing!" As Wang Zheng inhaled the aroma of the dishes, he was so engrossed that he didn't even notice Sheng Fei speaking to him. His hand holding the chopsticks kept stuffing food into his mouth non-stop, muttering to himself.

Seeing how quickly Wang Zheng ate, Sheng Fei stared in amazement. Her father once told her that one should eat slowly to savor the flavors since there were so few opportunities for doing so. Yet, Wang Zheng's eating speed was precisely the opposite; it could only be described as devouring everything before him like a whirlwind. In no time at all, two plates were already empty!

Seemingly aware of Sheng Fei's gaze across from him, Wang Zheng awkwardly put down his chopsticks, touching his nose and said, "Don't just stare at me eating. Come on, eat up quickly or everything will be gone in a minute. Oh right, order two more plates of the Twice-Cooked Pork. It’s not enough to satisfy my hunger. I haven’t had such delicious food for ages; it even tastes better than what I cook myself."

Mysterious, carefree, and reassuring—this is how Sheng Fei currently defines Wang Zheng.

The people at other tables were starting to feel uneasy. Who could this person be With a beautiful lady by his side, he was still eating so voraciously without any regard for appearances! It’s truly a waste of such beauty. Does he not understand what it means when they say "beauty is its own reward"

"Why don’t you eat slower This isn't good for your stomach," Sheng Fei said with concern.

Wang Zheng’s mouth was already full of food. He mumbled through a mouthful, “I’m full and feel very secure, it makes me realize I'm still alive.”

Hearing this, Sheng Fei seemed to recall something from the past, her eyes starting to water slightly.

“Sir and Madam, may I bother you for a moment Would you like us to add more dishes” A pleasant voice rang out beside their table.

Wang Zheng looked up. It was a young woman in a white skirt and a fiery red blouse, around twenty years old, likely a waitress from the restaurant. She had an athletic build, exuding energy, with a pure face; however, her makeup was slightly heavy, overshadowing some of her youthful charm.

Wang Zheng put down his chopsticks and smiled, saying something that made Sheng Fei look at him disdainfully: "Miss, I'll order more dishes if you tell me your real name."

The girl smiled generously in reply. "You really want to know"

"Of course, if you tell me, I’ll add two dishes for you."

“My name is Liu Xuan,” the wine-selling girl said with a smile and then took out her student ID card: “I’m a second-year student at Beijing Normal University. Is that sufficient proof”

Liu Xuan opened the menu straightaway, smiling as she spoke, "Sir, I’ve added four dishes for you without asking: a large plate of spicy chicken, stir-fried eel, a pot of crayfish, and fish in hot spring water. Do you think that’s alright"

"So many How much will it cost" Wang Zheng said with a pained expression; he hadn’t expected the young lady to be so generous and order four dishes for him at once.

"It's fine, I'll treat today. You helped me so much that day, and I still don't know how to repay you." Sheng Fei said to Liu Xuan: "Sis, let's go ahead as you suggested."

"Big sis is really great!" Liu Xuan put away the menu and patted Wang Zheng on the shoulder, saying: "Hey brother, with such a good big sister, you better cherish her."

Wang Zheng found it both amusing and exasperating as he said: "Alright, what do you know, you little brat Send your order over."

Liu Xuan's joke caused Sheng Fei to blush.

Just when they thought Wang Zheng was about to finish several large plates of food, they suddenly heard commotion coming from a nearby table. A waiter named Liu Xuan was being forced to drink by someone pinning her down on a stool. All four people at the table were bare-chested with tattoos all over their arms—clearly men who frequently roamed the streets.

The folkways of the capital city had always been rather fierce, and with an influx of millions of migrants before strict crackdowns, street brawls happened often. Although the security situation has improved much now, there are still many incidents where people resort to violence over trivial disputes.

"Little girl, if you drink this cup of alcohol, we will order twenty dishes for you, okay" A man with a tattoo of a blue dragon pressed down on Liu Xuan's shoulder and held her chin up, saying lecherously.

Liu Xuan indeed had an attractive figure, standing at around 170 centimeters tall. Her long legs were slender and smooth, exuding youthful vitality; under the cool summer breeze, she was quite alluring—especially when stimulated by alcohol and hormones.

But Liu Xuan wasn't impressed. She remained calm but her pretty face showed anger: "You scumbags! Take your dirty hands off me! I won’t sell myself for a few dishes!"

The man with the blue dragon tattoo was named Meng Deli, who was quite notorious in Pingjiang District for his violent tendencies. He had been incarcerated for stabbing someone before and became even more enraged seeing Liu Xuan's uncooperative attitude. He cursed: "F*cking whore! Who are you calling a scumbag Listen here, there have been so many women like you that I’ve f*cked—don’t think it’s an honor to be with me for free!"

Meng Deli's words were extremely vulgar. However, no one at the surrounding tables dared to intervene; they merely frowned.

A thug beside them chimed in: "Hey girlie, there are so many women lining up to be with Brother Li, and he doesn’t even look their way once. Don't make a fool out of yourself by rejecting our offer."

"You scumbags!" Liu Xuan's fiery temperament flared up at this comment; she grabbed a large cup of beer from the table and splashed it directly onto Meng Deli’s face!th Qiao Jing and Shangguan Shishi, effortlessly handling the event as though it was his own domain.At the same time, a video is circulating online and topping the views on major video platforms, causi...