Chapter 11: Men were teenagers until they die

"Yanyan…" Xia Minghao reached out and nudged An Zhiyan next to him.

"Oh!" At his nudge, An Zhiyan came to her senses. "Sorry!" She apologized to the man opposite her. The man in a black suit did not say anything and left.

On the way back, An Zhiyan was very gloomy. It seemed that this walk did not achieve the intended effect. 

She couldn't quite put her finger on it. She just felt that the man earlier on felt very familiar, but she could not see his face clearly as he was wearing a mask. However, her instincts would not lie to her. She felt that she must have met him before somewhere.

"Hey! Don't pull such a long face! Follow your brother into this shop and have something to eat." Xia Minghao did not care about her mood and put his hand on her shoulder. It was immediately pushed away by An Zhiyan.

The shop owner of Passion Spicy Hotpot knew these two. When he saw them coming over, he immediately brought the piping hot spicy hotpot to them.

"Hmm!" After taking a sip of the hotpot soup, An Zhiyan commented, "It's the same old taste."

When she was small, her family did not allow her to eat such junk food. It was always Xia Minghao who took her out secretly to eat such stuff. They could not come too often, and especially not in the day. In this era of advanced information technology, they seemed to cause a commotion wherever they went because of their respective identities. If their families found out, it would not be good.

Therefore, just like in the past, if An Zhiyan could taste this sort of food once a month, she would be very happy.

When the shop owner heard her praising his food, he beamed happily. He could tell that this girl loved to eat his spicy hotpot, but he did not know why, despite loving his food, she only came once every few months. Each time she came, she would be very generous with payment, like she came from some rich family.

"Hahaha…" The shop owner appeared to be in his 40s. "As long as you all love it, that's good enough. I don't want to brag, but in the Jiangcheng night market, our spicy hotpot ranks among the top. Just like what this pretty lady said, we used bones to broil our soup base." The shop owner patted his chest and sat in front of the young couple.

Although he was talking to the two, his eyes were fixed firmly on An Zhiyan.

As he was too engrossed in talking, he did not hear his wife calling for him at the back.

"Hey, you old man!" The shop owner's wife stepped out and pulled his ear. "I say, Old Zhang, what are you up to this time!"

With his ear getting pulled, the shop owner begged for mercy.

"I say! I asked, what are you doing?" So saying, the shop owner's wife glanced at An Zhiyan and Xia Minghao, who were eating spicy hotpot on the opposite side.

"Oh…" Following that, as realization dawned on her, she said, "No wonder you didn't hear me calling you. You were staring at a beautiful girl!"

An Zhiyan was puzzled at being singled out for no reason.

"No, my dear. What are you saying? In my heart, you are the most beautiful!"

"Get lost! I don't believe a word you say!" The shop owner's wife dismissed his protest. "I'm telling you. Men's mouths are full of lies. I will never believe you!"

Suddenly, Xia Minghao, who was eating spicy hotpot, laughed out loud as if he had heard a good joke.

The shop owner's wife was staring at An Zhiyan all along. After all, this girl was really very pretty. She was very stunning, not because of the way she dressed. She was just wearing a simple green T-shirt paired with plain basic pants. Beside that, she was not wearing any accessories. In spite of this, the extraordinary aura could not be concealed.

"I say! What are you laughing at?" The shop owner's wife now turned her attention to Xia Minghao, with his blue-dyed hair. He dyed his hair only last month, after bleaching. As his skin was very fair, in the dark of the night, he looked like some shimmering blue-lit enchantress.

Xia Minghao, the school bully was ultimately no match for the shop owner's wife. As he lived by the principle of never hitting a woman, what he feared most in this world was a shrew.

"Nothing, I was just laughing. I didn't say anything!"

Xia Minghao waved his hands frantically with a smile on his face, indicating he meant no harm.

Following that, the shop owner's wife dragged her husband away by the ear.

"I called you so many times to come and wash the vegetables, but you acted like you didn't hear. When you were staring at he beautiful girl there, you were drooling all over the floor. You are already so old, and still ogling at pretty girls. When are you going to change this bad habit of yours? Your kids are already of school going age. You think you are still a teenager?"

The shop owner stood there and suffered almost 30 minutes worth of scolding from his wife.

During this time, An Zhiyan and Xia Minghao had already finished their food. As they had already paid up front, they simply left the shop.

When they passed by the shop owner's wife, Xia Minghao, for some inexplicable reason, suddenly stopped and stuck his hands in his pockets, with a cocky look.

"Lady boss, let me tell you. Men will always be teenagers until they die!" 

With that, ignoring the old couple's stunned look, he grabbed An Zhiyan and dashed out of the door.