NOVEL WEB Chapter 8: Chapter 8: The Damned Phone Call
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"Slap!"
A loud smack echoed. Old Lady Dong clutched her slightly swollen face, staring at Zhao Yan in disbelief. She never expected him to dare hit her, not with so many people watching.
"Murder! Help me!"
Old Lady Dong immediately threw a tantrum, collapsing to the ground and wailing dramatically while rolling around.
Zhao Yan watched her, a sneer on his face. "Keep wailing! Keep wailing and I'll kill you and your son, believe me? I've got no kids, I'm old, lived long enough, so it's all profit for me."
At Zhao Yan's words, Old Lady Dong's face instantly tightened, and she clamped her mouth shut. After all, who wouldn't be afraid of a death threat from a seventy-year-old man?
"Now scram!"
Zhao Yan glared menacingly at Old Lady Dong. She quickly scrambled to her feet, dragging her son away from the scene, looking utterly pathetic.
Ignoring the strange looks from the bystanders, Zhao Yan took the vegetable basket from Wang Ziying's hand. "Let's go. I'll walk you back," Zhao Yan said with a smile to Wang Ziying.
At that moment, Wang Ziying hadn't quite registered what was happening. "Oh, okay! Okay!" she responded, her face flushing, as she finally came to her senses.
As Zhao Yan and Wang Ziying entered the building, murmurs from the crowd drifted from behind them.
"Damn! When did Old Man Zhao get so aggressive?"
"That old geezer's got a huge libido! He actually dares to have ideas about that woman, Wang Ziying?"
"You just don't get it, do you? He's old anyway, not many days left to live. Might as well enjoy every day he's got."
Hearing the gossip from behind them, Wang Ziying's face turned even redder. She secretly glanced at Zhao Yan, her hesitant eyes carrying a hint of expectation.
Upon arriving at Wang Ziying's apartment, Zhao Yan took out the thirty thousand yuan. "Is the contract ready?"
"It's ready, Old Man Zhao, please wait a moment." Wang Ziying took the money, placed it on the coffee table, and then turned to walk into the bedroom.
Soon, Wang Ziying returned with two copies of the contract and a set of keys. Wang Ziying picked up a pen and began to fill out the contract. Quickly, she handed one filled-out copy to Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan casually scanned it, noticing that the rental amount had changed to twenty thousand yuan.
"Xiao Wang, this is...?" Zhao Yan asked, a little confused.
"Old Man Zhao, thank you for helping me earlier. I've decided to reduce the rent by ten thousand," Wang Ziying said with a smile.
Zhao Yan nodded, not bothering to be overly polite with Wang Ziying. Truthfully, whether it was ten thousand more or less, he didn't care. Soon enough, money would just be a pile of废 paper anyway.
As Zhao Yan finished signing the contract and prepared to leave, Wang Ziying suddenly called out to him: "Old Man Zhao, why don't you stay for dinner? I've bought quite a lot of groceries, after all."
Zhao Yan paused his departure, looking at Wang Ziying with some surprise. Looks like I'm in luck!
"Haha! That's a great idea. I'd love to taste a beautiful lady's cooking!"
Faced with such an opportunity, Zhao Yan naturally wouldn't refuse. Next, the two began bustling in the kitchen. Wang Ziying took the lead, with Zhao Yan assisting her. They chatted as they worked, getting along very harmoniously.
Before long, Wang Ziying had prepared a large table full of dishes.
"Xiao Wang, I didn't realize! Your cooking is excellent!" Zhao Yan praised, looking at the spread of delicious food.
"Living alone, I just like to experiment with cooking in my free time. My skills are decent, I guess!" Wang Ziying said with a smile. She then went to the wine cabinet and took down a bottle of red wine. "Old Man Zhao, can you drink a little wine?"
Zhao Yan's eyes lit up at the sight of the red wine in Wang Ziying's hand. Alcohol could liven things up, making interactions between people easier and more relaxed.
"Of course! Wine is a wonderful thing," Zhao Yan said with a grin, taking the red wine from Wang Ziying. He opened it and poured a glass for each of them.
With good food and fine wine, the two quickly relaxed into the atmosphere. Wang Ziying, already a little tipsy, gazed at Zhao Yan with hazy eyes and began to recount her life over the past few years. Relying on some of her husband's remaining savings and a few properties, Wang Ziying was doing quite well financially. However, the gossip and rumors had hurt her significantly. She was still young and yearned for companionship, but the unfavorable rumors had deterred many men. While some brazen men had approached her, Wang Ziying could tell they were only interested in her body, merely wanting to play around. They weren't genuinely interested in a relationship. As she spoke, Wang Ziying thought of the grievances she had suffered over the years and began to cry.
Seeing this, Zhao Yan quickly pulled his chair closer to Wang Ziying and gently embraced her. "Cry as loud as you want. Lean on my shoulder and cry!"
Wang Ziying buried her head in Zhao Yan's chest, sobbing uncontrollably. Zhao Yan gently patted her back, softly murmuring words of comfort.
After a long while, Wang Ziying suddenly looked up, her eyes hazy, staring at Zhao Yan. Seeing Wang Ziying's flushed face and misty eyes, Zhao Yan found her incredibly beautiful.
Just then, Zhao Yan's phone suddenly rang.
The phone's ringing jolted Wang Ziying awake. Her face flushed crimson as she quickly distanced herself from Zhao Yan. Annoyed, Zhao Yan quickly pulled out his phone and hung up without even looking.
"Xiao Wang, let's continue," Zhao Yan said, shamelessly.
Wang Ziying, her face still red, whispered, "Old Man Zhao, I'm feeling a bit unwell and want to rest. You should go home for tonight!"
Hearing Wang Ziying's words, Zhao Yan felt deeply disappointed. It was all that phone call's fault for interrupting his process of increasing Wang Ziying's Favorability. However, Zhao Yan still maintained a look of concern. "Alright then, get some rest. I'll get going now." With that, he turned and left Wang Ziying's home.
The moment Zhao Yan left, Wang Ziying tightly clutched her chest. Her heart was pounding fiercely. She wasn't sure why she had felt such an impulse earlier. If only Zhao Yan's phone hadn't rung... Actually, Old Man Zhao isn't so bad. Even though he's a bit old, his muscles are quite firm. More importantly, Old Man Zhao has advantages ordinary men don't. Thinking of this, a blush actually spread across Wang Ziying's face.
Wang Ziying! What are you thinking?!
Wang Ziying was utterly shocked by her sudden thoughts, lightly slapping her cheeks twice to clear her head.
Zhao Yan, feeling vexed after leaving Wang Ziying's place, pulled out his phone, wanting to see who had dared to interrupt his good fortune. Just then, the System's notification chimed.
[Collection target Favorability reached 30%. Collection successful.]
[Congratulations, Host, you have collected another Goddess.]
[Successfully collected second Goddess. Reward: 5 points.]