26: C26 Names Night

C26 Names Night

"Alright, I have to go back now. Bye, Teacher Zhan." Xiong Miao nodded. Zhan Zifeng's words added a lot of warmth to the cold night.

"Wait a minute."

Xiong Miao turned around and saw Zhan Zifeng taking off his coat and walking towards her.

He draped the coat over her body. There was still some body temperature left on the coat, which wrapped around Xiong Miao.

Xiong Miao was flattered, "Teacher Zhan, this is not good."

How could she wear his coat?

"Look at you. You are so cold that you have goosebumps. Wear it. Just give it back to me when you have the chance. I will send you back." Zhan Zifeng's smiling eyes seemed to be able to speak, expressing his good heart.

"I can take a taxi." Xiong Miao was still embarrassed.

"It's okay. Anyway, I am fine now. I also want to leave that boring banquet earlier."

Xiong Miao could not refuse.

However, she could not let Zhan Zifeng go to her house, let alone let him know about the existence of the six treasures.

In the past, when she was in school, she hid the child very well and did not let anyone who knew her know about it.

But now, Zhan Zifeng was a member of Zhan family, so she couldn't let him know about the existence of the children.

If he knew, wouldn't that mean Zhan Yeling knew?

She couldn't take any risks.

So she said the name of another neighborhood.

That neighborhood was the one she had to pass on her way home. Zhan Zifeng sent her there, and she could take a taxi back.

Zhan Zifeng drove the car, and Xiong Miao sat in the backseat.

Although the two of them were master and disciple, Xiong Miao was not enthusiastic about Zhan Zifeng when they were in school. Now that she knew he was from the Zhan family, she had nothing to say to him.

In her boredom, she took out her phone to play.

"Ding!" There was a text message. It was an unfamiliar phone number.

Usually, Xiong Miao would ignore any message sent by an unknown number. But this time, she clicked on it unexpectedly.

"Add my WeChat, and the phone number is my WeChat."

This was the content of the text message. It was short and carried an order.

Why was this style so familiar?

Xiong Miao blinked a few times and obediently added him on WeChat.

The WeChat name that she found was: Night.

Night?

It couldn't be Zhan Yeling, right?

Xiong Miao was originally curious, so she sent out a friend request.

A new friend's chat box immediately popped up on her WeChat: I am already your friend, let's start chatting.2

The WeChat push operation was really magical.

Xiong Miao was staring at the chat box when a bank transfer message suddenly popped up and transferred in her direction.

The number at the front was two. After she counted, there were four zeros.

Oh my god, adding in a friend, she would transfer 20,000 yuan to her!

What the hell!

Xiong Miao was puzzled for a second. She suddenly remembered that when Zhan Yeling asked her to attend the banquet as his female companion, he had made a deal with her and wanted to give her twenty thousand yuan.

Didn't she say that it was only 25,000 yuan?

To her, that 20,000 yuan was a humiliating number. It was the price that Duan Hongjie wanted to buy her body with.

And that 25,000 was a normal tip that she had used her labor to exchange for!

She only wanted to take back the two thousand five hundred that Zhan Yeling had thrown away.

Xiong Miao did not count to receive it.

Instead, she typed in a number of 2,500 in the chat.

Just as she was about to send it, she felt that it was too monotonous.

She added a smiling emoji.

It seemed like it would work, so she sent it out.

She stared at her phone for a while, but the other party didn't reply.

"Xiong Miao..."

In the car, a gentle male voice sounded.

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