20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3760 Are ticks really that dangerous?
The fat man was startled when he saw Zhao Chang'an. Zhao Chang'an saw that the fat man's face had been beaten into a pig's head and his eyes were swollen.

This must be the room of the fat guy we saw go into before, the one in the bodycon skirt. Zhao Chang'an was speechless at these idiots. They actually wanted to eat two meals in one night. How arrogant and confident they were. They deserved to be caught.

"Did you submit the application?"

Zhao Chang'an walked over to the fat man and asked in a low voice, trying to comfort him, "These two women also knocked on my door, but I just finished with one of them and I'm too tired. I told them I'd wait for them both to come at me tomorrow. It was a close call."

"Did you hear them beating me up just now?"

The fat man said, "That girl knocked on my door before too. I thought she was too fat, and she said she was eighteen. I'd guess she was more than thirty-eight. Young man, you got ripped off!"

"It's hard to say whether it's a loss or not. Bitter melon is good for clearing heat, and it's also cheap."

Zhao Chang'an spoke in a low voice, seemingly unconcerned: "That's why the ancients said that one should not only enjoy the plumpness of Yangzhou and the slenderness of Zhao Feiyan. Sometimes one should change one's taste and try something plump and smooth."

"You're awesome, young man!"

The fat man gave Zhao Chang'an a thumbs up: "It was my carelessness. I should have thought something was wrong since she was willing to pay two hundred yuan. These people are dishonest. They took several thousand yuan in cash, my gold chain, and my phone, and even beat me up. If they hadn't beaten me up, I would have accepted the money and gold chain if that girl had slept with me. Heh, they didn't expect I had a phone, and they were too bold to not run away after doing this."

"So you can't swallow this anger, so you packed your things, ready to run away at any moment?"

Zhao Chang'an then understood why the fat man was carrying a suitcase.

"519 above."

Just then, voices came from the corridor, startling the fat man so much that he trembled and his eyes showed fear.

Fortunately, he walked towards the elevator. When the fat man heard the elevator 'ding', he quickly shushed Zhao Chang'an with his luggage bag and tiptoed down the stairs.

Zhao Chang'an then noticed that the fat man was wearing hotel slippers, so he made a very quiet sound when he came downstairs.

After a while, the elevator started ringing again, and then it was noisy for a few more minutes. Soon after it quieted down, Zhao Chang'an heard soft footsteps approaching the stairwell.

Then Qiao Yan appeared there holding the child.

Once inside the room, Qiao Yan held the already awake child, sat on the bed to feed her, and gently patted her to lull her to sleep.

The child sucked twice but didn't get anything out, so he immediately pouted and started crying.

Qiao Yan tried another one, but still nothing. The child, feeling deceived, cried even harder.

Just as I was worrying, I heard a knock on the door.

Qiao Yan, holding the child and soothing him, walked to the door and asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

"Yan'er, it's me."

A low, ingratiating voice came from outside the door: "Open the door, I have something to tell you."

"Get out! I don't want to talk to you!"

Qiao Yan lowered her voice and angrily shouted, "You may be shameless, but I am. You still have the nerve to come here?"

"Yan'er, I was wrong. I don't know what came over me. You know I'm a normal man. We haven't done it for over two years. I drank a little tonight and got confused." "Confused for a moment? Well, I drank just as much as you tonight. Does that mean I can also get confused for a moment and go find some random guy to mess around with?"

Qiao Yan stood by the door, coaxing her crying child who refused to sleep, while gritting her teeth and saying something, all the while giving Zhao Chang'an a flirtatious wink.

“Yan’er, it’s all my fault, no matter what. I’ll listen to whatever you say from now on. You didn’t want to hire people from our hometown, so this year we’ll hire people from town for tea picking. You didn’t like my dad and brother coming to help with the tea plantation clearing, so we’ll hire people from town too. Open the door, I’ll explain everything to you in detail.”

"No way, if that happens, my reputation will be ruined tomorrow. Xiang Yong, you can do whatever you want. Since you said your dad, your brother, and your relatives are here to help, why would I object to them coming to help us out of kindness?"

Qiao Yan stood by the door, her body trembling as she tried to lull the child to sleep. After a while, the child became sleepy, let out a couple more dry cries of dissatisfaction, and then closed his eyes to go to sleep.

"Yan'er, open the door first, then we can talk about anything."

Xiang Yong was still pleading outside the door.

Qiao Yan gently placed the child on the bed, wrapped him in the blanket, took Zhao Chang'an's hand and walked to the door. She placed her hands against the wall and tilted her head to give Zhao Chang'an a charming look.

He said coldly, "That woman looks a bit like Lin Xiaojie."

Zhao Chang'an walked behind Qiao Yan, unbuckled her jeans belt, and pulled them down along with her bra—

Xiang Yong, standing outside the door, remained silent for a moment before saying in a bitter voice, "I really didn't notice whether she looked like her or not."

"Oh, Xiang Yong, you mean, you... you think I'd believe that?"

"Yan'er, there's really nothing between Lin Xiaojie and me. I just got to know her a few days ago when I was taking a walk by the stream and I saw her sitting alone by the stream. But I didn't even know her name before, and we never spoke to each other by the stream."

"Xiang Yong, you have a wife and children, yet you're out looking for prostitutes, using being drunk and not having slept with me for over two years as excuses. You disgust me! In the year or so since you had the baby, have I stopped you from doing it? I've told you to sleep in the master bedroom, but you refused. Now you're turning around and blaming me?"

Feeling guilty, Xiang Yong, standing outside the door, said sheepishly in a low voice, "Yan'er is blaming me. I promise I'll never do it again. When we get back, I'll move into the master bedroom, and I'll do it at least three times a week from now on. I swear, I promise!"

"It's too late. I wouldn't give you this even if you were a dog for the rest of my life. Ugh, ugh, I don't want to talk to you anymore. I'm so angry my throat hurts! I know what you're afraid of. I won't tell anyone about this. You may be shameless, but I still have my pride. Stay in Jiangcheng for a few days until your face heals before going back."

"But what about the hotel?"

Xiang Yong asked cautiously from outside the door.

"Now you're worried about the hotel? That's none of your business. Old Zhang and Little Liu are both better than you!"

Qiao Yan seemed quite intimidated by Xiang Yong, and said angrily while panting, "I'm going to sleep. You can go wherever you want, I don't care if you go to find a prostitute!"

"Yan'er, I'll never do it again. Go to sleep early. What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? Jiangcheng hot dry noodles? I'll go buy them for you."

Qiao Yan stopped paying attention to Xiang Yong.

"Then you should go to sleep early. I'll buy you hot dry noodles tomorrow morning."

As the sounds outside faded away, Zhao Chang'an and Qiao Yan stood silently by the door, continuing with their own business.

A few more minutes passed, and Qiao Yan asked in a low voice, "Is that tick you mentioned really that scary?"

Zhao Chang'an was taken aback upon hearing this, and even the eyes of the person standing behind Qiao Yan couldn't help but show a hint of shock.