Chapter 973 — Feng Xiaoxiao's Idea

"Not broken? The paint is chipped, so how am I supposed to use it? I am a man of class, I run with high society, how could I carry a lighter with chipped paint?" The man gave a cold snort and slapped the lighter down on the table beside Chen Xi and her mother. "If you can use it, then it is yours. Hurry up and hand over five thousand, and cut the nonsense!"

At that hour there were not many diners in the shop, for by the time Wei Zhao had met Feng Xiaoxiao and come to the noodle house again, it was already one in the afternoon, just past the lunch rush.

But even with customers present, who would meddle in such idle trouble?

The beef noodle waiter also found the man distasteful and felt deep sympathy for Chen Xi and her mother, yet he knew that a dispute between customers had nothing to do with the shop, and that the best choice at such a moment was not to interfere!

Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, finding the man utterly hateful. She already pitied Chen Xi in her heart. She herself had lost her mother when she was small, and now Chen Xi was about to lose hers, which gave Feng Xiaoxiao a feeling of sharing the same fate and made her warm to Chen Xi without knowing why. Now seeing this man torment the mother and daughter so cruelly, she flared up at once!

So Feng Xiaoxiao sprang to her feet, and before the man could react, she snatched the lighter from the table. "Let me see what lighter could be worth five thousand?"

"Who are you? Mind your own business!" The man had never expected someone to jump out halfway and ruin his game, and he frowned at once, but seeing how stylishly Feng Xiaoxiao was dressed, he did not quite dare to provoke her. After all, he only picked on those who looked easy to bully.

"As far as I know, though Zippo is an international brand, its prices run from high to low, and the cheapest cost only a few dozen yuan, while yours..." Feng Xiaoxiao picked up the man's lighter, glanced at it, then said coolly, "Yours is Zippc, not Zippo. It is a fake, not worth even a few dozen yuan, just a few-yuan street-stall trinket!"

"You are talking nonsense!" Exposed by Feng Xiaoxiao, the man's old face flushed red, and in shame turned to rage, he reached out to snatch the lighter from her hand.

But who was Feng Xiaoxiao? She was the last of the Four Campus Evils! Someone who had dared to set off firecrackers on Wei Zhao himself, would she fear the man before her? She casually flicked the lighter alight, and as the man grabbed for it, the flame burned his hand and set his sleeve on fire!

"Ah! Damn it!" The man at once flailed about with dancing arms, and only with difficulty put out the flame on his sleeve. His eyes were now full of fury, all reason gone, and he swung his palm to slap Feng Xiaoxiao across the face!

At that moment Feng Xiaoxiao was startled too! Yet what she was thinking was, would Wei Zhao come to save her?

Wei Zhao would never stand by and watch Feng Xiaoxiao be bullied. The next instant, the man's hand was seized tight in Wei Zhao's grip.

"You... let go of me!" Caught by Wei Zhao, the man at once blustered to hide his fear, and the pain in his hand told him Wei Zhao was not to be trifled with! He was a thing that bullied the soft and feared the hard. Before, seeing Chen Xi dressed shabbily, he had judged her easy prey, and only then conceived the idea of extorting her!

But now, Wei Zhao was plainly not someone to provoke, and he grew a little afraid. "Do you know who I am? Around the north district, Brother Guang and I are close. You had better not meddle..."

"Who is Brother Guang?" Wei Zhao asked, taken aback.

"Zou Ruoguang, Brother Guang!" The man, thinking Wei Zhao did not know, added, "The boss of the north district!"

"Zou Ruoguang, why does that name sound so familiar?" Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly cut in.

In the instant Wei Zhao struck, a thread of sweetness welled up in Feng Xiaoxiao's heart. Wei Zhao still looked after her, he still cared about her! Though his manner toward her was rather cold, when she was truly in trouble, he would not leave her alone!

"Oh, just a punk." Wei Zhao said, "He has an idiot younger brother called Zou Ruoming. You know him."

"Oh, Zou Ruoming. I thought he knew someone impressive!" Hearing it was Zou Ruoming's elder brother, Feng Xiaoxiao at once breathed easy.

"Uh..." The man was rather at a loss. He had thought that naming a tougher thug would make Wei Zhao back down, but he had never expected Wei Zhao to actually know him!

"Do you know anyone else? If not, you can get lost." Wei Zhao released the man's hand, showing him utter contempt.

The man hesitated a moment, then slunk out of the beef noodle shop. Clearly feeling he was no match for Wei Zhao, he decided that of the thirty-six stratagems, flight was the best!

"Thank you so much!" Chen Xi's mother had thought she would die owing a heap of debt, and just as she despaired, someone had stood up for mother and daughter! Luckily these two were worldly and saw through the man's scam, and even frightened him off. Otherwise mother and daughter truly would not have known what to do!

"Thank you, brother and sister..." Chen Xi wiped her tears dry and bowed politely to Wei Zhao and Feng Xiaoxiao, speaking with solemn gravity.

"It was nothing!" Feng Xiaoxiao said, "Just be more careful from now on."

"Yes!" Chen Xi nodded gratefully, but seeing the bowl of beef noodles smashed on the floor, she could not help feeling a pang, and turned to her mother. "Mom, shall we order another bowl?"

"No more. We have tasted it already, and knowing the flavor is enough. Do not waste money!" Chen Xi's mother naturally did not want her daughter to spend more.

"My bowl is untouched, and I cannot finish it anyway, so take it!" Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes darted, and she carried the bowl of beef noodles from her own table over to Chen Xi and her mother.

"This... how can we!" Chen Xi's mother started, and hurriedly declined.

"I want to share one bowl with him. You heard that just now, did you not, Auntie?" Feng Xiaoxiao leaned close and whispered in Chen Xi's mother's ear, "Just take it as doing me a favor, all right?"

"This..." Chen Xi's mother had indeed heard Feng Xiaoxiao say she wanted to share a bowl with Wei Zhao, so hearing her say this now, she did not doubt her. Only... whether to accept or not, she was caught either way!

To accept meant taking someone's food for nothing. To refuse, when she was asked to do a favor, especially after they had just done her such a great kindness, how could she refuse?

Before Chen Xi's mother could say anything, Feng Xiaoxiao had already turned back to her seat and said to Wei Zhao in high spirits, "Now we two will have to share one bowl!"

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