Noble Husband At the Door novel Chapter 426

"Is there no one in the passenger seat? I'm free tonight. Why don't you treat me to dinner?" The woman threw a flirtatious glance at Samuel.

Samuel looked her up and down and said, "I'm the driver."

Upon hearing this, the woman's expression changed i n an instant. She gritted her teeth and said, "It's a waste of my time. Why didn't you tell me earlier that you're a lousy driver?"

"I'm the driver. Do I have to wear a brand on my neck? " Samuel smiled helplessly.

However, this woman was obviously not interested in him anymore. She turned around and walked away, too lazy to care what he said.

"Alas." Samuel sighed. This was a realistic society. It seemed that she was a high-ranking gold digger, but i n fact, she was ugly inside and could do anything for money.

"Wow, buddy, you've wasted a great opportunity. This kind of woman can be easily taken advantage of, but you don't want it." A voice of unwillingness sounded i n Samuel’s ears.

Samuel turned his head to look. Although the man had changed into a new set of clothes, Samuel still remembered what he looked like.

"It's you."

"What the fuck, it's you!" Qingyun looked at Samuel in shock.

"What are you doing here instead of fortune telling?" Samuel said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Last time, this guy pretended to be a Taoist priest and said something about a fated person, which made Samuel feel that he was a liar. He did not expect to meet him in the Rong City today.

"What am I doing? Look at the street," said Qingyun.

Samuel looked around and found nothing special. He asked in confusion, "What happened on the street?"

"With your tall and strong image, you're handsome. In the face of beauty, you're not swayed. You're rich, talented, and knowledgeable. You're elegant, handsome, and imposing. Is that enough?" said Qingyun, with spittle flying all over the place. 1

Hearing this nonsense, Samuel did not know whether t o laugh or cry. This guy took off his Taoist robe as if h e had changed into another person. He was no different from a hooligan.

"But what does it have to do with you? It's my business that I'm outstanding," Samuel said.

"Wow, buddy, you're more shameless than me. We're brothers on this basis. Let's go. I'll take you there." Qingyun put his arm around Samuel's shoulder and drove him to the arena without waiting for Samuel's consent.

Coming to the restaurant that Qingyun mentioned, Samuel was speechless again. How dare he, a poor

Taoist priest, come to such a high-class place to eat? There were no dishes less than four digits on the menu.

"Brother, my name is Qingyun. What's your name?" Qingyun ordered the dishes and asked Samuel.