C322 A true expert

Dong Qishan led Yang Jiabao and walked towards Zhou Hao's direction. Everyone opened up a path for him. A complacent smile was hung on Dong Qishan's face, especially when he saw Zhou Hao's gloomy face, he felt even happier in his heart.

Actually, it was because a friend of Dong Qishan's had met Zhou Hao here. He knew about the conflict between Dong Qishan and Zhou Hao, and so he immediately notified Dong Qishan.

Dong Qishan originally did not plan to come to this blind date, but upon hearing that Zhou Hao was here, he immediately called for Yang Jiabao to rush over to her, in order to let him see that his woman had already become his.

Zhou Hao, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Why didn't you tell us when you came to Beijing? Dong Qishan pulled Yang Jiabao in front of Zhou Hao, and revealed a very passionate smile.

When the surrounding people heard that Dong Qishan had called Zhou Hao his brother, they really thought that he had a good relationship with Zhou Hao and looked at him in a better light.

Zhou Hao rarely attended these banquets with Zhao Yuqin, so although many of them had heard rumors that Zhao Rixin, the member of the Politburo's standing committee, had adopted a foster son, they had never actually seen him before. Thus, when they saw Zhou Hao today, they did not know what relationship he had with Zhao Family.

Even Han Xixiang did not know that the beautiful girl that was with Zhou Hao a few days ago was actually Zhao Yuqin.

If they knew the relationship between Zhou Hao and Zhao Family, everyone present would probably rush to curry favor with Zhou Hao.

Regarding Dong Qishan's words, Zhou Hao turned a deaf ear to them, and only stared at Yang Jiabao who was beside Dong Qishan.

Yang Jiabao was also facing Zhou Hao's gaze, her expression extremely stubborn, as though she wanted to meet Zhou Hao's gaze.

Seeing Zhou Hao staring closely at Yang Jiabao beside him, Dong Qishan felt even happier in his heart.

He purposely smiled at Zhou Hao: "Zhou Hao, let me introduce you. This is Yang Jiabao, Miss Yang, she is the girlfriend that I just made, hehe, you should call her sister-in-law.

Aiya, aiya, look at my memory. I forgot that you and Jiabao already knew each other. Jiabao is still your ex-girlfriend. " He purposely raised his voice so that everyone present could hear his last sentence.

The moment Dong Qishan said this, the surrounding people's expressions all changed slightly, and they looked at Zhou Hao who was still seated on the sofa with extremely strange gazes.

Even Han Xixiang looked at Zhou Hao, dumbstruck.

Only now did they realise that Dong Qishan and Zhou Hao was not really good friends, but rather, enemies with deep grudges.

Now they finally understood that Dong Qishan was probably chasing after Yang Jiabao like a girlfriend. However, when they saw that Yang Jiabao was so beautiful that even the girls present paled in comparison, they couldn't help but feel that it wasn't surprising that Zhou Hao and Dong Qishan would become enemies for her sake.

Han Xixiang also understood now why Zhou Hao had such a reaction just now.

In reality, in many men's hearts, the hatred of stealing a wife far surpassed the hatred of murdering their father. What men could not endure the most was the hatred of stealing a wife.

Initially, when Wu Sanguan's father was captured by King Li Zicheng, he did not panic. However, when he heard that Chen Yuan Yuan was also captured by Li Zicheng, he immediately became furious and summoned his troops to destroy the good fortune of the Han people.

Therefore, to Han Xixiang, the hatred between Zhou Hao and him could be considered to be huge.

Zhou Hao sat on the sofa and looked deeply at Yang Jiabao, and after a long while, he slowly asked: "You really became his girlfriend?"

Yang Jiabao snorted, "So what if I am? I've said it before, you're not the only man in this world.

"Since you can provoke other women, why can't I have other boyfriends?" She glanced at Dong Qishan, then smiled at Zhou Hao: "He treats me very well, and is much better than you. At least he won't hide the fact that I have connections with other women."

"Yeah, yeah." Dong Qishan narrowed his eyes and laughed, "Zhou Hao, don't blame me for scolding you, you don't even treasure a girl as good as a family heirloom properly. Sigh, what am I supposed to say to you?"

"If you don't speak, no one will think you're dumb!" Zhou Hao suddenly glared at Dong Qishan.

Dong Qishan, who was initially elated and unable to control his happiness, suddenly saw the expression in Zhou Hao's eyes. His face instantly paled, and he subconsciously took a step back.

The surrounding people also felt that the temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees, and Yang Jiabao was still under Zhou Hao's pressure.

Unexpectedly, she didn't even dare to say a word. That cowardly look of hers made her curse in her heart, "Useless bastard!"

Zhou Hao continued to look at Dong Qishan, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

With a calm expression, he said, "So you're saying that you want to break up with me completely?"

Seeing Zhou Hao's face that was calm to the point of almost being callous, Yang Jiabao's heart fiercely trembled. However, when she thought about how Zhou Hao had hidden his intimate relationship with him, he couldn't suppress his anger and jealousy no matter what.

She gnashed her teeth, looked at Zhou Hao, and said: "That's right, the relationship between you and I can already be considered to have ended."

Zhou Hao closed his eyes and took a long breath. Then, he looked at Yang Jiabao and said, "Alright, I wish you a happy life." With that, he walked towards the exit without looking at Dong Qishan.

Perhaps because they felt the aura of death from Zhou Hao, the men and women all made way for Zhou Hao.

"Zhou Hao, Zhou Hao!" Han Xixiang called out to Zhou Hao, but Zhou Hao did not look back.

Yang Jiabao did not turn to look at Zhou Hao either, but there were already tears on her face, shining in the light.

Han Xixiang glanced at Zhou Hao's back, then looked at Yang Jiabao. Sighing angrily, he quickly chased after her.

Zhou Hao immediately walked out of the Chang An Club, and Han Xixiang quickly gave chase. When he rushed to Zhou Hao's side, he was already out of breath.

"Old Han, I'm sorry that I let you down." Zhou Hao stopped and said to the bent over Han Xixiang who was gasping for air.

Han Xixiang straightened his back and pressed down on Zhou Hao's shoulder, "Brother Zhou, saying these words means you don't see me as your friend. "I just didn't expect that something like this would happen."

He glanced at Zhou Hao, "Brother Zhou, don't blame me for speaking too much. That Miss Yang, I'm afraid she had feelings for you. When you left just now, I even saw her crying."

Hearing Han Xixiang's words, Zhou Hao did not say a word, and only looked at the curved crescent moon in the night sky in silence.

Han Xixiang also understood that no one else could interfere in such matters. Therefore, he could only shake his head, and silently sighed for Zhou Hao and Yang Jiabao.

After listening to what Yang Jiabao said just now, there was another woman that Zhou Hao was hiding from her, and that woman should be Zhao Yuqin. Thinking about it, Han Xixiang could not help but be envious of Zhou Hao's luck with women.

This was because Zhao Yuqin was an extremely beautiful woman, and although Yang Jiabao was slightly inferior to her, she was still a beauty that was hard to come by.

Of these two women, any man would be wild with joy if he could get one of them.

Han Xixiang's driver drove that Mercedes-Benz over, and Zhou Hao said to Han Xixiang: "Old Han, you can go back first, I want to calm down by myself."

Knowing that Zhou Hao was in a bad mood, Han Xixiang did not say anything and only said: "Alright, then I'll be leaving first. "If there's anything you need, feel free to look for me."

"Yes." Zhou Hao nodded, and Han Xixiang left.

Zhou Hao turned and walked across Chang An Street and arrived at a small park.

The moonlight was hazy, the trees in the small park were rustling in the night wind, and the street lamps by the side of the path were like sleeping eyes, emitting a dim yellow light.

Zhou Hao slowly walked along the small path, thinking about Yang Jiabao's appearance and voice, and also thinking about Dong Qishan's complacent expression.

Suddenly, Zhou Hao saw an old man sitting in a pavilion in front of him. The old man looked to be in his seventies. He wore a set of spotlessly white Tang suit and was sitting in the pavilion, drinking to the moon.

Seeing Zhou Hao, the old man laughed out loud: "Little brother, are you interested in drinking with Old Man?"

"Sure." Zhou Hao responded as he walked over.

The old man held a bottle gourd of wine in his hand, and when Zhou Hao arrived at the pavilion, he extended his hand towards the bottle gourd.

"Thank you, Uncle." Zhou Hao received the wine gourd, raised his head and gulped down a large mouthful of it.

He felt a stream of clear, cold, sweet alcohol gush into his throat. It turned into a flame that burned straight down his esophagus, as if it was going to scorch his intestines and stomach.

Zhou Hao took a deep breath, looked at the wine gourd in his hand, and could not help but exclaim: Good wine! He was not a person who recognized wine, but he also knew that this wine was different from any other wine that he had ever tasted before. It was definitely not ordinary.

"Hehe, this is the Maotai Wine that I found with great difficulty. It was found in an ancient tomb. I'm afraid it's hundreds of years old." The old man smiled.

Zhou Hao was surprised. A Maotai Wine that had a history of hundreds of years, if it was auctioned, it would probably be sold for tens of millions. Just that big mouthful of his wine just now was already worth a few hundred thousand.

"Too extravagant!" Zhou Hao sighed in his heart.

"Uncle, so this wine is that precious. My drinking wine just now was a waste." Zhou Hao said.

The old man waved his hand, "Don't worry, I, the son of the Old Man, always have a habit of treating people to wine before I exchange pointers with them. It can be considered a form of respect towards my opponent."

Zhou Hao was startled, "Match?"

"You are Zhou Hao, right?" The old man suddenly laughed. His originally narrow eyes suddenly shot out a refined and terrifying light!

Seeing that gaze, Zhou Hao's heart immediately tightened, he knew, he had met a true expert.