Chapter 17 The Cash Machine Young Master

Li Zishen's ears instantly turned red, and he left the dining room as if by default.

Nanny Chen showed a gratified smile and went to prepare tea for him.

From the side, Li Zihan noticed everyone had left and quickly sidled up to Tang Xiaowan, looking her up and down, quite a thorough scrutiny.

Tang Xiaowan smiled proudly, "Stop looking, you're not that lucky!" Then she took the pan-fried egg and started eating it, bite after big bite.

Li Zihan: "..."

This girl completely did not regard herself as an outsider.

She had already eaten two pan-fried eggs.

This was the third, and the last one.

It was as if Li Zihan, the legitimately pampered young master, seemed more like a guest.

No, even less than a guest!

She didn't even mean to offer one.

"Please, the one you're eating... isn't it mine? Shouldn't we each have one?"

Nanny Chen had figured that Li Zihan would come, so she had deliberately prepared three pan-fried eggs.

Li Zishen didn't eat, and Tang Xiaowan ate his.

Now she was eating Li Zihan's as well.

"I'm still young and growing."

"Please, we're about the same age, aren't we?"

"Didn't you say yesterday... that I'm a minor? Geez, old men really have poor memories; you forgot so quickly."

Li Zihan snickered.

He had not anticipated that after a night, Tang Xiaowan would still remember this matter.

It seemed holding grudges was a common flaw among girls.

"Hey, why are you holding a grudge?"

"Me? Not at all! You're talking nonsense!"

"Fine, fine, fine. As the bigger person, I won't sweat the small stuff, for now... consider that pan-fried egg deducted from your allowance."

"Why?"

"I'm older than you, you should listen to me."

...

At this moment, Bai Long came in from outside.

As he passed by the living room, he heard the sounds of Li Zihan and Tang Xiaowan's quarrel coming from the dining room.

Bai Long didn't like dealing with Li Zihan, so he pretended not to hear and went straight to the elevator, preparing to go up to the fourth-floor study to report to Li Zishen for work.

"Hey, Little Black Dragon."

A sassy voice called out.

Bai Long frowned and turned around, "Good day, Young Master Zihan."

"You don't need to look for my brother anymore; he's given you away. From now on, Lady Tang will be your new boss, haha."

His laughter was proud and loud.

It almost seemed to pierce through the villa's highest floor.

Bai Long: "..."

Bai Long didn't want to argue with him, but as he was about to press the elevator button, Tang Xiaowan casually strolled over.

"He's not wrong; you're with me now. Where should we go first today?"

Li Zihan promptly added, "Take me with you; I'll be your guide!"

"What guide? Aren't you just an ATM?"

Bai Long: "..."

Li Zihan: "Are you kidding me? It's my brother who's the ATM!"

"She's the Central Bank."

Just as Bai Long was confused, a black-clothed bodyguard hurried in from outside.

His steps were quick, as if he had urgent business.

Bai Long glance up and recognized the person as Lu Hua, the driver who picked him up from the airport the day before.

He was Li Zishen's personal driver.

Whenever Chen Xin was detained and unable to leave, he would be the first substitute.

Lu Hua first nodded to the group, said hello, then handed over the car keys and the fuel card to Bai Long.

"Brother Shen said from now on this car is yours."

His gaze seemed to carry a hint of sympathy.

This was no surprise, for a favored person like Bai Long at Yishen Group wielded great influence; everyone gave him respect.

His methods were ruthless, his schemes deep, and his abilities strong.

The title of Cold-faced Yama wasn't unwarranted—it was earned through countless battles in the business world.

Bai Long's heart sank as he quickly pulled out his phone to seek the truth, just as Li Zishen's call came through.

After saying "yes" twice, his expression suddenly changed.

He cast aside his usual cold demeanor and adopted a stiff smile.

"Lady Tang, let's head out."

"Oh, I'm so happy! We can finally go out and have fun!"

The girl struck a victory pose.

The young master, known as the human ATM, slightly curved the corners of his mouth and left the living room.

Finally going out? How long had she been cooped up?

Could it be that my brother has become that brutal?

Surely not, even Bai Long has given up!

While the ATM young master was lost in thought, a pair of large eyes stared steadily at him: "Why don't you and your mom... live in Li Garden?"

"You really want to know?"

Li Zihan's tone carried a hint of melancholy, and resignation, but Tang Xiaowan seemed oblivious.

"Yeah, I do!"

"Then tell me, what is it that you like about my brother? His dominance, his wealth, or... it couldn't possibly be because you think he's handsome, right?"

Bai Long, who was driving, instantly perked up his ears.

Gossip like this was something he wouldn't typically be interested in, but he had his orders from the boss—upon returning, he was to recount the outing in detail.

"Who said I liked him?"

Tang Xiaowan's casual remark stunned both men.

Bai Long: "..."

If it hadn't been inconvenient to stand up in the car, Li Zihan would have loved to get up and argue with her.

"Please, my brother has already made it clear in the family group chat, anyone who dares disrespect you or gossip about you, he won't let them off lightly."

Tang Xiaowan was left speechless after hearing this.

How could this man go around trumpeting it to the world? He really has the thickest skin!

As expected, a lowlife resorts to lowlife tactics.

Seeing Tang Xiaowan's silence, Li Zihan smirked triumphantly: "But it's fine, if you really don't like my brother, you could actually consider..."

While the young master was still brewing his emotions, Tang Xiaowan cut him off directly: "I'm not interested in you."

Bai Long snorted with laughter, then immediately composed himself.

Li Zihan: "What? You're too..."

Tang Xiaowan turned her head and looked at the ATM young master with her dewy, large eyes: "What, what about me? Why did you stop talking?"

The young master's face flushed as if electrocuted.

He clenched his fists subconsciously, but his eyes uncontrollably drifted to Tang Xiaowan's plump red lips and her sensual collarbone.

Without any makeup, she was dazzling!

Not too skinny, not too fat—just right!

Li Zihan felt a sudden restlessness in his heart, and the blush spread to his ears.

Tang Xiaowan pressed him: "Speak up, what?"

"It's nothing, I meant to say you are too... too cute, too brave, actually daring to reject my brother. Not bad, not bad."

"Flatterer!"

Tang Xiaowan grumbled, and then stopped talking to him.

The sedan drove smoothly, heading straight to the previously agreed upon destination.

20 minutes later...

"Lady Tang, we've arrived."

"That was quick, thanks Little Black Dragon."

Bai Long: "..."

The nickname Little Black Dragon was coined by Li Zihan, and no one else had called Bai Long that.

Of course, they wouldn't dare refer to Bai Long in such a way.

Tang Xiaowan was the second to do so.

The three of them got out of the car and looked up at the sign "Old Man Cui," each with their own thoughts.

"Little Black Dragon, are you sure this place is famous?" Li Zihan looked at Bai Long with disdain.

"Yeah, it is."

Tang Xiaowan didn't say much, simply walked in full of curiosity.