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But what Huo Wenyao said just now made her lower her guard.
She knew he wasn't just talking nonsense, but genuinely wanted to help her.
"Thank you."
Hong Kong student looked at Huo Wenyao with a sincere expression.
"You don't have a place to stay yet, do you?"
Upon hearing Huo Wenyao's words, Gang Sheng lowered his head, looking somewhat awkward, and whispered:
"Not yet, and I haven't eaten for two days."
Upon hearing this, Huo Wenyao's heart stirred. He pointed to a restaurant not far away and looked at Gang Sheng, saying:
"See that restaurant over there? You go ahead, I'll go buy a pack of cigarettes."
Hong Kong student nodded blankly, and before he could react, Huo Wenyao walked away.
"Hey...."
Hong Kong student wanted to call out to Huo Wenyao, but seeing his retreating figure, he gave up the idea.
Reaching the restaurant entrance, Gang Sheng looked at his dirty and disheveled clothes and hesitated to go in.
Looking around, Huo Wenyao was still nowhere to be seen.
He doesn't seem like a bad person; he probably wouldn't lie to me.
After thinking for a moment, Hong Sheng mustered up his courage and pushed open the door to go inside.
Huo Wenyao, who was standing some distance away buying Marlboro cigarettes, saw this scene and a smile appeared on his lips.
Although he likes to conquer wild horses like Fang Jiexia.
But innocent little rabbits like Gang Sheng are quite likable, mainly because they are obedient.
The shop owner didn't dare to accept the money, and Huo Wenyao didn't waste any words. He threw a stack of Hong Kong dollars at the counter and left.
Gang Sheng, who had just entered the restaurant, stood timidly at the door and dared not utter a sound.
She had been driven away many times in the past, which made her feel very fearful and uneasy.
She wouldn't have sought that man's help if she hadn't been truly desperate.
Although she was very cautious, the expected scenario still happened.
"Get out, you stinking beggar! Who let you in? Get out of here right now, or I'll break your legs."
The boss came out of the kitchen and saw Gang Sheng standing at the door. He frowned and shouted at him.
"Boss, I'm here to eat... three."
Boss "273": After walking too many dark roads, I finally encountered a ghost.
The restaurant owner scoffed at the Hong Kong student's words:
"With your poor, shabby appearance, how could you afford to eat that?"
"He's probably penniless."
"The trash can by the door is your food. Get out and don't get in my way of doing business."
The boss stepped forward and shoved, trying to kick Hong Kong Sheng out.
The Hong Kong student looked pleading and kept begging:
"Boss, don't kick me out. I'm really just here to eat. My friend will pay you when he arrives."
The Hong Kong student was pushed backward by the boss.
But his eyes were still fixed on the delicious food, and he secretly swallowed his saliva.
She had been starving for two days and was surviving on leftover food that others didn't want.
When thirsty, they would drink some of the mineral water that hadn't been finished and was thrown away.
She finally found someone willing to help her, and she didn't want to go hungry anymore.
"What friends could you possibly have, you stinking beggar? Even if you do have friends, they're probably just beggars like you."
Upon hearing Gang Sheng's words, the restaurant owner immediately mocked him.
His face bore undisguised contempt.
He is not some benevolent philanthropist.
He used to be involved in the Hung Hing triad, and he had wielded a machete and attacked people. He had a violent temper.
Because his fingers were cut off, he gradually stopped participating in clubs.
Ignoring her parents' objections, she took out their life savings and opened this restaurant.
Because of his bad personality, very few people come to eat at his restaurant.
Over time, the number of customers dwindled, and the restaurant began operating at a loss.
It won't be long before it goes bankrupt and closes down.
He was already in a terrible mood, and then he ran into a beggar who wanted to eat for free, which made him furious.
"You filthy beggar, you're ruining my business, I'll beat you to death."
The boss did not believe what the Hong Kong student said.
Instead, they verbally abused each other and even threatened to physically assault each other.
The boss grabbed a stick from the doorway and started hitting Gang Sheng.
As the stick was about to fall, Hong Sheng instinctively covered his head with his hands.
Their movements were so practiced it was heartbreaking.
But the next moment, Gang Sheng suddenly found himself being embraced.
The stick didn't hit her; instead, it was caught by a strong, powerful hand.
Why do I feel it is strong and powerful?
Because his other hand was around her waist.
Hong Sheng raised his head in a daze, looking at that chiseled profile.
I was stunned.
"You dare touch my people!"
The deep, magnetic voice pulled Gang Sheng back to reality.
The restaurant owner, who had just threatened to teach her a lesson, was now stunned, his eyes filled with terror, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
The man holding her in his arms was Huo Wenyao, the good man in her eyes.
At that moment, she felt inexplicably safe.
She didn't know why this man, whom she had just met for the first time, gave her such a feeling.
“You’re here…”
Hong Kong student opened his mouth blankly, his eyes filled with panic, unsure of how to react.
"If I hadn't come soon, you might have been beaten to death."
Upon hearing the man's words, Gang Sheng's eyes showed a touch of emotion, and there was even a hint of affection that she herself was unaware of.
"Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Holding Hong Sheng tightly in his arms, Huo Wenyao looked at his boss and spoke.
His voice was icy cold, and his eyes were equally indifferent, as if he were looking at a dead man.
Upon seeing that incredibly familiar face, the boss's expression turned a deep shade of liver.
"Yao...Brother Yao, I...I didn't know she...she's your friend..."
The boss was so frightened that his teeth were chattering.
He never expected that he would offend Huo Wenyao, a killing machine, just for a beggar.
The boss was heartbroken and only hoped that his death wouldn't be too gruesome.
There were still a few diners in the restaurant, who had previously seemed to be watching the show with amusement.
But now they were all staring in astonishment.
I never expected things to take such a turn.
What merit or ability does this beggar have to be Huo Wenyao's friend?
It's simply the envy of everyone.
Huo Wenyao is currently at the height of his power, a figure who can act with impunity in both the legitimate and criminal worlds.
If you could become his friend, you could roam freely throughout the entire port, and no one would dare to mess with you.
Everyone looked at Hong Kong-student with envy.