From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 776: 392 Change_2

Ordinary people, love and hatred, actions and words, food and desires.

As soon as the two left, a new customer arrived at the Stinky Tofu stand.

“Two orders of stinky tofu.”

A deep and magnetic voice fell on the ears of the stand owner, who quickly looked up.

Two tall and slender young men stood in front of the stall, both wearing hats and masks that covered their faces, giving a mysterious and noble feeling.

The one who spoke was wearing a blue fisherman’s hat on the left. He was shorter than the young man beside him, and compared to the other man’s coldness, he appeared much gentler, with a warm and composed gaze, carrying a hint of outspoken laughter.

“Alright, would you like chili?”

The man thought for a moment and shook his head.

For top singers like Qu Feitai, their voice is more precious than their face, and they usually don’t eat stimulating foods.

Qu Feitai took out his phone and scanned the QR code for payment on the stand, casually asking, “How much is it?”

This voice was even more beautiful, cold as the top of a snow mountain, clear as a spring stream hitting the shore, like the purest and most flawless jade, without any impurities.

The stall owner hesitated and subconsciously looked up at the man.

The man’s gaze was hidden under the brim of his hat, like two deep, dark ancient pools, bottomless.

Without thinking, the stall owner blurted out, “Twelve…twelve yuan.”

The man tapped his finger on the phone screen, and soon the stall owner’s phone received a voice notification of the payment.

The stall owner saw the man’s hands with slender and elegant fingers, unbelievably beautiful.

He had just been visited by two beautiful ladies, and now there were two handsome men, what a feast for his eyes tonight.

Especially the girl in the white dress from earlier, she looked like a fairy who had walked out of a painting.

Thinking about it now still made him daydream.

Zhou Zhengru handed over the two orders of stinky tofu, and gave one to Qu Feitai.

Qu Feitai hesitated for a moment.

“How could you not eat stinky tofu while in Jiangzhou?”

Since she liked it so much, it must be delicious.

Qu Feitai accepted it, and the two tall men walked through the crowd, each holding a bowl of stinky tofu. Although their faces were covered by hats and masks, their stature and aura were stunning.

Two blushing young girls rushed over, stopping in front of Qu Feitai with a shy look on their faces, “Excuse me, can I have your WeChat contact?”

Zhou Zhengru suddenly felt that the stinky tofu in his mouth wasn’t fragrant anymore.

Why was Qu Feitai more popular than him? Wasn’t the uncle type in fashion now?

Where did he fall short?

Under the hat’s brim, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

The man didn’t say a word, and without hesitation, he bypassed the girls and strode into the crowd.

Qu Feitai’s voice was too recognizable, and his fan base was mostly young people. As soon as he spoke, he would undoubtedly be recognized.

Zhou Zhengru touched his nose and was about to catch up when one of the girls grabbed his sleeve.

“Brother, are you friends with him? Can you give me his WeChat contact? Please, please….”

The young girl pleaded pitifully.

Zhou Zhengru shook his head: “Sorry, without his permission, I cannot reveal his WeChat contact.”

With that, he withdrew his hand and quickly caught up with Qu Feitai.

The two girls hastily chased after them, but the crowd had already swallowed their figures.

“Don’t you think the guy with the blue hat sounded familiar? Where have I heard him?”

“Now that you mention it, I think so too… Also, don’t you think the guy in black looked familiar from behind?”

The two looked at each other.

“The fashion event is being held in Jiangzhou tonight.”

“Zhou Zhengru!”

“Qu Feitai!”

Their screams pierced through the noisy night market, tearing through the night sky.

“Xiao Fei, wait for me.” Zhou Zhengru caught up.

“For the first time, I feel like I’ve aged.” Zhou Zhengru said with a bitter smile.

In his thirties, prime time for a male actor, but compared to a young and energetic person like Qu Feitai, he felt as if half of his life was buried in the earth.

Qu Feitai stared at a figure in the crowd, maintaining a not-too-close, not-too-far distance.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, a surge of people coming from the opposite direction. Qu Feitai was pushed back by the crowd.

He steadied himself, grabbed a young man, and asked, “What happened?”

“Someone went crazy up ahead, took out a knife and started attacking people. It’s so scary, let’s get out of here!”

Having said that, he broke free from Qu Feitai’s hand and ran away without looking back.

“Someone’s been killed…!” Panicked screams erupted from the crowd.