Chapter 699: With Lin Zhiyun

"Auntie Hong, this is none of your business. You should go make yourself busy." Zheng Zetao said with a gloomy face.

"Forget it, Zetao. Give me face. Can you not mess things up?" Li Dadong said very embarrassedly.

"Dongzi, I'm your friend. I can give you face, but would others give you face?" Zheng Zetao shouted loudly, "You are being bullied, and you are still talking for him. I really feel pathetic for you!"

"Auntie Hong, I'm taking it to go. I'm not eating here anymore!" Yang Ming glanced at the thin man, Zheng Zetao, and then turned to Auntie Hong. Looking at the faces of Lin Zhiyun and Auntie Hong, Yang Ming didn't want to bicker with a drunk person.

"What? Are you afraid? Are you timid?" After hearing Yang Ming's words, Zheng Zetao sneered, "What kind of despicable and unspeakable means have you used? You want to leave because you are guilty of it, right? I say, Da Dongzi, can you still take this?!"

Zheng Zetao's sentence just happened to hit Yang Ming's soft spot. The process of knowing Lin Zhiyun was one thing that Yang Ming felt guilty about. Although the means of getting Lin Zhiyun wasn't by his own intention, it was also somewhat despicable.

"Li Dadong, I will give you face today." Yang Ming stood up and glanced at Zheng Zetao. "Your friend has drunk a lot of alcohol. Just make him stop!"

Li Dadong smiled bitterly. As he just wanted to speak, Zheng Zetao stood up and pounded the table. "F*cker who do you think you are talking to? Are you tired of living?"

When Zheng Zetao saw that Yang Ming didn't dress like some big shot, and instead, he was eating in this snack restaurant. How high class could he be? Zheng Zetao was also a person who had experience with some social occasions. Today, he was here because of Li Dadong, otherwise, he wouldn't be eating at this low-class place.

Therefore, Zheng Zetao naturally had a feeling of superiority. At this moment, when Yang Ming actually dared to criticize him, of course, he was unwilling.

"Do you have any food at home?" Yang Ming suddenly turned to ask Lin Zhiyun.

"I have... What's wrong? Didn't you buy fried rice?" Lin Zhiyun said, confused.

"If you have then it is fine!" Yang Ming grabbed the fried rice that was just cooked and directly smashed it on Zheng Zetao's face.

"Ah--" Zheng Zetao screamed. It just came out of the wok [1]. The steaming fried rice was smashed on his face. It was so hot that he immediately jumped up.

The young man, Yao Yang, who was by the side couldn't just stay still after seeing it. He was just watching it as a bystander at first. He couldn't help but talk at this time. He stood up abruptly and pointed at Yang Ming. "Aren't you too much?"

"Whether it is too much or not, you know in your heart. You can hear it with your ears what your friend said!" Yang Ming said coldly, "I didn't want to do it today, but also you shouldn't have forced me. It is none of your business. You'd better not intervene."

Yao Yang's character was originally more forthright. When a friend was in trouble, he couldn't just sit still whether he was right or wrong. Moreover, Zheng Zetao was speaking up for Li Dadong.

"Kid, he just said a few words to you. You actually dared to make a move!" Yao Yang got up and rushed to Yang Ming. "Lin Zhiyun, don't say that Brother Yao Yang didn't give you face!"

"Yao Yang! You stop!" Zheng Zetao wiped away the rice on his face and waved his hand to stop.

"Zetao, are you okay?" Yao Yang asked hesitantly.

"I will solve the resentment between me and him!" Zheng Zetao said with a cold hum, "You kid, you're quite a bad*ss, but do you know what will happen if you fight with me?"

"Zetao, forget it. Just consider it as giving me face..." Li Dadong immediately heard Zheng Zetao's words.

Li Dadong knew some of Zheng Zetao's background. When he saw that Zheng Zetao was getting serious with Yang Ming, he quickly advised.

"Yang Ming, in this matter you are wrong, too. I will talk to Zetao now. You just give him an apology. Is it alright..." Li Dadong said lightly, "Zetao is running a bathing center. You can't afford to mess with him..."

Yang Ming waved his hand and said to Li Dadong, "Today, I can forget it because of you. However, it is impossible to apologize. If someone should apologize, it is he who should apologize to me!"

"Ai..." Li Dadong sighed a little while feeling lost. He was in a dilemma. If he let Zheng Zetao teach Yang Ming a lesson, then his image in Lin Zhiyun's heart would be ruined. Maybe he couldn't even be her brother.

Although he didn't have any thoughts about Lin Zhiyun, love was still there. He also wanted Lin Zhiyun to be happy.

However, Yang Ming refused to apologize to Zheng Zetao, and he couldn't stop Zheng Zetao. After all, Zheng Zetao was standing up for him.

"Do you dare to wait here for ten minutes?" Zheng Zetao took out his cell phone and pointed at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming smiled and didn't plan to bother with Zheng Zetao. He pulled Lin Zhiyun's hand and said, "Let's go."

"You stop..." Zheng Zetao shouted.

"Forget it..." Li Dadong hesitated for in a moment, and he finally reached out to grab Zheng Zetao's sleeve. "Zetao, Zhiyun is very happy now. I don't want to create any trouble for her..."

"F*ck!" Zheng Zetao scolded. He looked at Li Dadong while feeling dissatisfied that he couldn't meet his expectations.

Li Dadong smiled slyly instead.

When Yang Ming left, he glanced at Li Dadong with a look of approval. This person's character is very good. In this case, he can hold himself back to not trouble me. It seems he isn't easily confused and impetuous.

Yang Ming was in need of people right now. He would talk to Lin Zhiyun later. If she thought it was okay, he would hire Li Dadong to come to the company to help.

At that time, Lin Zhiyun would be the CEO. When Li Dadong came to work, he would pay more effort. Although it was unfair to Li Dadong, he still had to face it sooner or later. He needed to get used to it. Besides, Yang Ming's jewelry company was now just a small emerging company, but the future wasn't limited. It was only a matter of time before it became one of the largest companies in China.

"Dadong, today I'm giving you face to not bother about this kid. But if I see him alone next time, I won't let him go so easily!" Zheng Zetao said ruthlessly.

Zheng Zetao wasn't someone who had never suffered a loss before, but those losses he suffered came from the ruthless people who he couldn't touch. He didn't consider a person like Yang Ming to be a ruthless person.

"Yang Ming, I was so scared just now..." Lin Zhiyun took Yang Ming's hand and there was some sweat in her hands.

"Hehe, why? Were you afraid that Zheng Zetao would beat me up, or were you distressed for Li Dadong?" Yang Ming smiled.

"What? Why would I feel distressed..." As Lin Zhiyun spoke up to this point, she quickly changed her mind. "For so many years, I have always regarded Brother Dadong as my own brother. I don't want you to have any conflict with him..."

"I understand..." Yang Ming smiled ambiguously. "Zhiyun, it was such a waste for that plate of fried rice. It seems that I have to trouble you to cook something for me."

"Okay..." Lin Zhiyun listened to Yang Ming's words and nodded quickly. Lin Zhiyun was very happy to do something for Yang Ming now.

"I want to taste your cooking skills. Aunty Shen's cooking skill is good, so I think that you as her apprentice wouldn't be bad!" Yang Ming joked.

"You're making fun of me..." Lin Zhiyun pressed her lips together. "If it is not as tasty as my mom's cooking, you will complain to me."

"I won't." Yang Ming pinched Lin Zhiyun's little hand. "As long as you cook it, I will like eating it."

"Ah..." Lin Zhiyun was astounded. She stared at Yang Ming at a loss.

Although their relationship was somewhat unclear, Yang Ming had never spoken to her so intimately and tenderly.

Yang Ming had gotten permission from Chen Mengyan, and he completely let go. Originally, he still maintained an attitude of getting along naturally with Lin Zhiyun. But now, he wasn't afraid of Chen Mengyan arguing with him after she learned about it, so Yang Ming adjusted his strategy.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Lin Zhiyun was a little dazed, Yang Ming asked with a smile.

"No... nothing..." Lin Zhiyun was full of joy at the moment.

Back at Lin Zhiyun's home, Yang Ming sat on the sofa. Lin Zhiyun happily went to cook for Yang Ming.

Yang Ming had nothing to do, so he just picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

The local entertainment channels of Song Jiang were full of news of Shu Ya's concerts and the previous programs of Shu Ya's interviews.

"Yang Ming, you like Shu Ya, too?" After a while, Lin Zhiyun walked in with a plate of savory fried rice.

"Hehe, I'm just simply looking at it. Now it's all over TV." Yang Ming put the remote control aside and took the fried rice that Lin Zhiyun handed to him. He smelled it and said, "It smells so nice! I think it is better than Auntie Hong's cooking!"

"You haven't eaten it yet. How do you know?" Lin Zhiyun smiled and asked, but her heart was so sweet.