The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 84 - 0 Dead Goblin

With plenty of drinks and dishes, especially the 1982 Lafite that cost 48888, both the men and the ladies were visibly excited.

Fortunately, the waiters poured the wine individually, otherwise, there might have been fights before the meal even started.

Everyone held their glasses, taking small sips, and leaned back in their chairs with an utterly content look on their faces.

As for Zhang Fan’s father, the crowd affectionately called him "Uncle Zhang" at every turn.

Seeing his father smile, Zhang Fan felt his heart blossom with joy. Probably the biggest reason was his father’s arm having been healed.

Because of this, Zhang Dongyang’s rate of drinking became unbelievably alarming, of course, since the folks from the Inspection Department had to work in the afternoon, they all just symbolically sipped a glass of the ’82 Lafite, and even so, their faces turned rosy.

As for Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan, they were innocently managed by Zhang Dongyang and Ye Yanran who only let them sip a mouthful before switching to soft drinks.

Zhang Xiaoyuan’s protests were relentless.

However, they were futile.

An hour later, the group left Starlight Grand Hotel full and satisfied. When Zhang Fan went to pay the bill, the guards at the door stepped back five meters, they were truly scared of Zhang Fan and his father.

"Xiao Fan, stop taking Xiaoyuan around and head to your classes," Zhang Dongyang called from his motorcycle, with the bottle of ’82 Lafite tucked under his left armpit, and with a kick of his right leg, he zoomed away with a roar.

After his father left, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered that his father had drunk quite a bit.

Damn it, running into traffic police would be the least of his worries, but if he had an accident, that would be disastrous.

"Sister, hurry up and come to my place, my dad drank so much, I’m afraid he’ll hurt himself," Zhang Fan said anxiously.

Ye Yanran was also startled, then quickly got in the car, taking Zhang Fan, Zhang Xiaoyuan, and Ye Xuan away with her. Zhang Fan sat in the passenger seat, directing the way.

"Why is there no one here?"

Anxious in his heart, Zhang Fan didn’t relax until he reached his front door and saw the shabby motorcycle parked outside.

"Let’s go, I’ll give you a healing treatment," Zhang Fan said with a chuckle, his eyes fixed on Ye Yanran’s lovely face.

Having had some alcohol, her face was suffused with a faint blush, making her look strikingly beautiful.

Listening to Zhang Fan’s words, Ye Yanran’s face turned even redder, and her voice was very faint as it reached his ear, "Is it the same treatment as yesterday?"

Zhang Fan pondered the question, but Ye Yanran’s condition had already been healed, hadn’t it? Could it be the same as yesterday?

Suddenly, he remembered the awkwardness of giving acupuncture to Zhang Xiaoyuan the night before. Damn, without the system’s guidance, if he got the needles wrong, that wouldn’t be good at all.

But if not acupuncture, what could he use as a blatant excuse to take advantage?

Zhang Fan’s eyeballs were whirling rapidly. Suddenly, he thought of the satisfied expressions on the girls’ faces when he massaged their hands in the morning. Hehe, that was it.

Massage was something he could do!

Hehe, today, he would thoroughly indulge in his hand addiction... frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

Ye Yanran, seeing the look on Zhang Fan’s face, felt a strong sense of danger rising in her heart. Was it going to be like yesterday?

The mere thought of it made Ye Yanran’s ears turn red. She wished she could just dive into the sewer below her feet, too embarrassed to face anyone.

"Cough cough, it’s not the same method as yesterday," Zhang Fan chuckled softly, whispering into Ye Yanran’s ear.

Ye Yanran’s neck almost turned red, but after hearing Zhang Fan’s words, there was an excited glint in her eyes.

This was simply the best news she had heard that day.

"Let’s go," Ye Yanran said, unable to contain her excitement, grabbing Zhang Fan’s hand and getting on the car.

Watching Ye Yanran’s actions, Zhang Xiaoyuan immediately shouted, "Big goblin, what are you trying to do!"

Ye Yanran froze for a moment, then quickly dropped Zhang Fan’s hand and ran to the car, slamming the door shut behind her.

Zhang Fan sat in the passenger seat with a mischievous smile, feeling blissfully happy.

There was nothing more thrilling in the world than this.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was fuming, her face puffing up almost as round as a pumpkin.

"Goblin, goblin!"

Throughout the journey from Zhang Fan’s house to Ye Yanran’s, "goblin" was the only word on Zhang Xiaoyuan’s lips.

"Uncle Fu."

Zhang Fan greeted the butler dressed in a Tang suit before he and Ye Yanran went upstairs.

Uncle Fu looked quite strangely at Zhang Fan.

Had it not been for the commotion upstairs the day before with Ye Yanran and Ye Xuan, he wouldn’t have let Zhang Fan leave safely. That terrible scream alone would have been enough to execute Zhang Fan.

After being questioned by him, Ye Yanran explained that Zhang Fan was giving her a healing treatment.

He knew about Ye Yanran’s physical condition, and of course, Zhang Fan being Ye Xuan’s classmate, there was nothing, neither his age nor his status, that made Uncle Fu trust him. But when he saw Ye Yanran hopping and jumping around in her high heels, his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

So, when he saw Zhang Fan today, there was a gentler smile on his face.

But who was this young girl?

Uncle Fu was very surprised. Since childhood, Ye Xuan and Ye Yanran hardly ever brought anyone home, male or female.

But now, within just two days, these two girls had brought home both a boy and a girl. If the master and mistress knew about it, they would be shocked.

Of course, he wouldn’t be the one to gossip.

Entering the room, Ye Yanran couldn’t wait to run into her room. When she came out wearing a bikini, Zhang Fan almost slammed his head onto the coffee table.

Beauty, extreme beauty!

"Ah, you shameless goblin," Zhang Xiaoyuan shouted at the sight of Ye Yanran walking out like that, stunned for a moment before bursting into loud scolding.