That leather pouch

  In Lao Ye's mind, it was not difficult for Tang Zhendong to find a partner. After all, Haicheng is an emerging tourist city with developed commerce, and many working girls come here. With Tang Zhendong's qualifications, finding a partner would be easy. However, if Tang Zhendong wanted to find a local girl, it would be somewhat difficult.

  The current state of mate selection in coastal cities is very clear to Lao Ye, apart from a house and a car, there must also be savings in the bank, these three things, Tang Zhendong does not have any.

  A man without a car, house and savings wants to find a wife? Maybe he can only find a migrant worker girlfriend, but even in Haicheng, a migrant worker would want to find someone with a car and house locally, and the house cannot be mortgaged.

  Tang Zhendong may look clean and handsome, but after all, he is a three-noes person. Old Ye is not a materialistic person either; what he said earlier about Tang Zhendong not being worthy of his daughter was not because Tang Zhendong had no car or house, but rather that there would be a generation gap in communication between Tang Zhendong and his daughter due to their educational background. Although Old Ye did not ask about Tang Zhendong's education, one thing is certain: someone who graduated from university would definitely not be selling fruit at the train station!

  But with Qingying's appearance, the balance of men and women in Lao Ye's mind was overturned. It turned out that a grassroots man could also find a rich woman!

  "Qingying, this is Master Ye, a master of I Ching studies, who is well-versed in Feng Shui and physiognomy. He's a real master, and he's my neighbor." Tang Zhendong saw Old Ye staring fixedly at Qingying without blinking, so Tang Zhendong changed his approach. You're not leaving? Well, neither am I. It's embarrassing for you to say that.

  "Lao Ye, this is Yu Qingying."

  Tang Zhendong introduced Yu Qingying and Old Ye to each other.

  "Little Tang, not bad! You've found such a beautiful girlfriend, your family must have accumulated a lot of virtue. Keep up the good work!" Old Ye gave Tang Zhendong a thumbs-up.

  When Qingying heard Lao Ye's words, she suddenly felt shy and lowered her head. She and Tang Zhendong had only just reunited after a long time apart, and she also had a very deep impression of Tang Zhendong; otherwise, she wouldn't have recognized him at the Haicheng Hotel just by seeing his back.

  At that time, Yu Qingying had a slight good impression of Tang Zhendong, but it wasn't until Tang Zhendong unexpectedly saved her that Yu Qingying truly looked at him with new eyes and her good impression deepened.

  Tang Zhendong's intense masculine aura had Yu Qingying infatuated, perhaps she had been waiting all this time just for him? As soon as Yu Qingying thought of this, her face turned red, and she didn't speak much to Tang Zhendong along the way.

  Then, in the neighborhood, at the door of her home, Yu Qingying was amazed by Tang Zhendong's memory and judgment. That amazing memory, meticulous analysis, and accurate judgment all made Yu Qingying admire him.

  If it was because of Tang Zhendong's performance in high school that Yu Qingying looked at him with admiration, then now Yu Qingying is truly admiring Tang Zhendong.

  A woman's admiration for a man is accompanied by her deepening emotions towards him. Yu Qingying grew up in a family environment where the father was in charge, so she hoped to be a little woman and hoped that her man would also be a big man.

  Of course, these feelings were buried deep within Qingying's heart, and some of them she couldn't even explain to herself, but some things are destined to be.

  Lao Ye left with a belly full of doubts.

  "What do you want to eat?" Tang Zhendong asked as he saw Yu Qingying staring blankly with her head down.

  "Ah, I'm almost full, it's all because you gave me such a big pear to eat. You're still asking what I want to eat?" Yu Qingying gently patted her belly, indicating that she wasn't hungry.

  "That's indeed all my fault," Tang Zhendong lowered his head in a gesture of admitting his mistake, and picked up a peach with one hand, "Let's eat another peach, and turn the 'almost' into 'definitely full', so we really won't need to eat anymore." Tang Zhendong burst out laughing.

  "Ugh, I'm going to eat. It's not easy getting you to treat me to a meal, can't let it be dismissed with just an apple and a pear."

  "Uh," Tang Zhendong opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. It was clear that he wasn't a match for Yu Qingying.

  "Let's go for a walk and digest our food, then have another big meal." Yu Qingying's suggestion was great, and Tang Zhendong also agreed.

  "Why don't we send the car back first and then go eat together? It's like digesting food."

  Yu Qingying looked at Tang Zhendong's tricycle with interest and said.

  "That's good, but I have a better way to digest," Tang Zhendong said mysteriously.

  Qing Ying: "What method? Speak quickly."

  "The best way to digest food is like this: I sit in the car, you pedal back, and after pedaling back, your appetite will definitely increase." Tang Zhendong burst out laughing.

  Qingying glanced at Tang Zhendong with a hint of disgust, "I hate it," she said as she got into the back seat of the car and sat down, "Alright, let's go!"

  Tang Zhendong never thought that Yu Qingying would sit in the back seat of his tricycle and let him pedal. In fact, it's not that Tang Zhendong couldn't pedal, with his strength, even if he pulled four or five Yu Qingyings, the speed of the car could still overtake other cars.

  Tang Zhendong had also vaguely heard rumors about Yu Qingying when he was in school, it was his deskmate and good friend Yuan Xiaoqiang who told him: "Yu Qingying's father is a leader of the municipal government of Haicheng City."

  Yuan Xiaoqiang basically trusted Tang Zhendong. Although Yuan Xiaoqiang was not good at studying, he was a righteous person and his family was wealthy. His father was the former CEO of Yuanshi Group, one of the top private enterprises in Haicheng City.

  It was precisely because of the rumors about Yu Qingying's stunning family background that Tang Zhendong didn't dare to talk to her. In fact, during his high school days, Tang Zhendong was very outgoing and had a sunny disposition, being humorous and witty, which made him quite popular among girls. His current taciturn nature was a habit he developed over eight years in prison, but Tang Zhendong still had a lot of humor cells in his conversations, often making witty remarks that left people amazed.

  Tang Zhendong had Yu Qingying sitting in the back seat of his car, and Yu Qingying was still with a happy expression. This made all the people who knew Tang Zhendong on the small commodity street at the train station marvel; Tang Zhendong was lucky, a poor boy could actually find such a beautiful girlfriend.

  All the way, Yu Qingying looked at the passing men and women with interest, not paying attention to the luxurious cars and young people in beautiful clothes, who gave her a glance with a flower inserted in cow dung. Of course, Yu Qingying was the flower, and Tang Zhendong was considered cow dung.

  In this society, without money and power, one is indeed just a piece of cow dung.

  What Qingying likes is Tang Zhendong's talent, not that skin, let alone money and other worldly things. However, Tang Zhendong is tall and leggy, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his entire body in an inverted triangle shape, with muscles relaxed between each step, extremely beautiful.

  This leather bag is still quite good.

  In Qingying's heart, she secretly thought.