The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

At 6:30 p.m., it was already getting dark. Ye Shu held Xiao Nuan's hand and sat down in a place that wouldn't be in the way of others in front of a restaurant.

Xiao Nuan held up an ice cream cone that Ye Shu had just bought for her, licking it little by little with the tip of her tongue, just like a kitten drinking milk.

Xiao Nuan's ice cream eating habit is the same as Xiao Tao's; she licks it, unlike Ye Shu and Xia Qing, who take a big bite right away and then get a headache from the cold.

"Aren't we going to wait outside?"

Xiao Nuan took another lick of her ice cream, then turned to Ye Shu and asked.

Ye Shu was intently playing with Xiao Nuan's left hand. Xiao Nuan's hand felt soft, smooth, and a little cool to the touch, just like a piece of glutinous rice ball that had just been taken out of the refrigerator. It would even bounce back a little when you squeezed it.

"Go outside to wait? How silly! It's so stuffy and hot outside. It's much more comfortable to stay inside with the air conditioning on."

He completely treated Xiao Nuan's hands like they were just for pinching and playing, pinching her fingers one moment and her palm the next.

"Besides, they're all guys, why should I go out to greet them? I'm already being lenient by just waiting for them at the door."

Xiao Nuan didn't dwell on it. She just said "oh" when Ye Shu said that, and then continued licking the ice cream cone in her hand.

After finishing his ice cream cone, Ye Shu saw the familiar Seven-Handed War God, which was shakily moving towards him.

For the first time, Ye Shu felt an urge to find a crutch to lean on the car. Looking at the van, he was really afraid that he would accidentally break all his equipment while driving it and turn the game into an item race.

The car was parked in the parking space next to it. The two got out of the car one after the other. After Han Yang closed the car door, he bumped into it before locking the door with the key.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, grimacing, got down, clutching his back. He glanced at the restaurant sign and asked Han Yang:

Is this the place?

"I think I followed the navigation."

Han Yang locked the car door and glanced at the cars parked around him. Of all the cars, his seven-handed War God was the most out of place.

As soon as the two entered, they saw Ye Shu sitting at the door, grinning at them, and Xiao Nuan next to him, who looked like a mannequin. They greeted each other and went straight into the private room.

As soon as they entered the private room, Zhang Xiaoqiang said to Ye Shu:

"Damn, that's impressive, Brother Ye. This place doesn't look cheap. I could tell you were going to make it big last time."

"Do you care if it's cheap or not? Just make sure you eat well, that's all."

Ye Shu didn't feel offended at all by Zhang Xiaoqiang's words.

However, it depends on who says it. If someone at the recent class reunion had said it, Ye Shu would have felt uncomfortable. So, in the end, it's because their friendship isn't that deep.

For example, right now, Zhang Xiaoqiang's words didn't have any hint of probing or flattery; they were just pure naiveté.

Zhang Xiaoqiang: ? ? ?

After hearing Ye Shu's words, Han Yang also smiled and said:

"Yeah! That old bastard used to freeload off our meal cards all the time when he was in school. Today it's time to make him pay. Eat! Eat that bastard to death!"

After everyone sat down, Ye Shu noticed that Zhang Xiaoqiang was holding his lower back with one hand and wearing a pain mask when he sat down, so he asked:

"What happened, Qiangzi? Did you hurt yourself while working?"

"Oh my god, don't even mention it..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang's friend's sudden concern prompted him to immediately pour out his troubles to Ye Shu:

"I'm never riding in that old Han Yang's crappy car again. Going over speed bumps feels like stepping on a landmine. It's so bumpy, it's probably given me a herniated disc."

Han Yang sneered, and just as he habitually took out his cigarette case from his pocket, he suddenly remembered that he wasn't outside, so he put it back.

"That's because your physique is weak. How come I'm perfectly fine? What's that saying again? It's not that the road is uneven, it's that you're not good enough. Don't blame society for your kidney deficiency."

"You'd better mute yourself!"

Seeing that Han Yang still dared to mock him, Zhang Xiaoqiang went completely berserk and unleashed a barrage of attacks on the seven-handed War God:

"Your old rickshaw looks like an unearthed artifact. Did Qin Shi Huang use this rickshaw to unify the six kingdoms? Even Xiangzi would find it too old. If archaeologists unearthed your rickshaw, you'd be famous throughout history! You think I'm not good enough? Even if Tang Sanzang sat in your rickshaw for a while, it would be considered a tribulation! I'm only alive because I have a strong destiny."

Ye Shu sat to the side of the two, reaching out to cover Xiao Nuan's ears to stop her from listening. Xiao Nuan was a good child, and she couldn't be allowed to learn from her.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's verbal skills have been improving lately, but he comes up with so many phrases, he can't be secretly preparing for graduate school entrance exams, can he?

Xiao Nuan sat motionless in the chair, not resisting, but just staring at Zhang Xiaoqiang and Han Yang.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang's attack round was over, Ye Shu finally released Xiao Nuan's ear and smiled at Han Yang:

"To be honest, it's not like Qiangzi is wrong to say that about you. You've made some money selling goods through live streaming lately, haven't you? Why don't you think about getting a better car?"

Han Yang curled his lip and slammed his car keys on the table:

"What do you know? This is called nostalgia! It's a testament to my youth!"

"Your youth will be forcibly scrapped in another two years."

Zhang Xiaoqiang took out his phone and muttered a complaint as he tapped the screen.

He made a video call to Wang Yu, and then placed his phone across the table from the group, at an angle that allowed them to see each other.

The video call connected, and Wang Yu's big face appeared on the screen. It was from a terrible angle, with his background completely dark, and you could only see his face illuminated by the screen. He was chewing something, which sounded quite crisp.

Wang Yu lowered his eyes, looked at the camera, and then said to Ruji:

"You're all here? Perfect timing, I've prepared some food and drinks myself, let's drink online."

As he spoke, the camera panned to several plastic bags on a small folding table in front of him. Inside were some peanuts, mixed vegetables, and a few fried small yellow croakers, with two bottles of ice-cold beer next to them.

The camera pans back to the starting point, zooming out as if the phone is on a stand.

Wang Yu is shirtless in the video, holding a cucumber that has been bitten in the hand.

Seeing Wang Yu's expression, Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke into his phone:

"Hey, Mr. Wang next door, can't you be a little more considerate? There are women here!"

"No, it's too hot here. There's no air conditioning in the house, and I really can't stand it. The fan is practically a heater now."

However, he probably felt a little embarrassed, so he moved his phone a bit closer, only showing his shoulders and above.

Then he took another bite of cucumber before asking:

"My brother Ye is treating us today, what's the occasion?"

Upon hearing this, Han Yang and Zhang Xiaoqiang both turned to look at Ye Shu.

Seeing that the conversation had gotten down to business, Ye Shu pulled his and Xiao Nuan's hands, which had been clasped together, out from under the table and smiled at the three boys opposite him:

"It's nothing major. You all know we're married. I called you here today for one purpose: to find the best man."