Uncle Wang was stunned.
Clearly, he had also forgotten about this 'young lady' who had returned from the countryside.
No one in the Song family had ever taken Song Hua seriously.
Uncle Wang immediately started the car and left.
A dozen minutes later, the car stopped at the school gate.
It had been an hour since school ended, and the school gate was a bit deserted, with only a few students here and there.
Song Baoyi got out of the car, "Uncle Wang, wait for me here, I'll go find my sister."
"Okay."
The other side.
Song Hua held a schoolbag in one hand and an ice cream cone in the other, walking along the bustling street.
She wore a clean school uniform, exuding a pure beauty. Occasionally, she would lower her head to take a bite of the ice cream in her hand, her youthfulness displaying an unreplicable vibrancy and vitality.
Her head-turn rate was extremely high; she had the capital to make people take a second look.
"Third Brother! Look quickly! A beauty!" Wang Dengfeng, sitting in the car, suddenly exclaimed, looking out the window in amazement.
Yu Tingzhi slightly turned his eyes, his dark pupils revealing no emotion.
Quite deep.
Wang Dengfeng turned back to look at Yu Tingzhi, "Why do I feel like I've seen this beauty somewhere before! Third Brother, do you have that feeling?"
"No." Yu Tingzhi withdrew his gaze without leaving a trace.
"What do you say if I go after her?" Wang Dengfeng was a little eager to try, "I feel an instant connection with her, which means we are destined."
Wang Dengfeng was in his early twenties and had never been in a relationship.
Snap—
Yu Tingzhi took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, gently exhaled a puff of smoke, and said in a low voice, "Do you know what the IQ of an average person is?"
Wang Dengfeng was stunned, obviously not expecting Yu Tingzhi to ask such an irrelevant question, "How much?"
Yu Tingzhi lightly flicked the ash from his cigarette, "The average IQ of an ordinary person is around 110, and the average IQ of a dog is around 50."
"Does this have anything to do with me going after that beauty?" Wang Dengfeng asked.
Yu Tingzhi slowly said, "Based on her facial features, that girl's IQ is at least over 200."
"So?" Wang Dengfeng asked.
Yu Tingzhi said unhurriedly, "So, she looks at you like she looks at a dog."
Wang Dengfeng: "..." Thank you, I feel insulted.
After a while, Wang Dengfeng said somewhat unwillingly, "Third Brother, haven't you just read a few books? Did you really learn physiognomy?"
This was also one of Yu Tingzhi's useless skills.
Others read philosophy books, financial reports, and various history books, but Yu Tingzhi just happened to read introductory feng shui books, comprehensive physiognomy, and books on yin and yang dwellings, these nonsensical books.
"Your Yintang is dark today, indicating impending bloodshed." Yu Tingzhi's thin lips lightly parted.
"Bullshit!" Wang Dengfeng didn't take it seriously.
Next second!
Bang!
The driver in the front seat suddenly slammed on the brakes.
Wang Dengfeng's chin directly hit the center console.
"Damn! That hurt, Grandpa!" Wang Dengfeng reached out and wiped his mouth.
The driver immediately turned around to apologize, "Young Master Wang, Young Master Yu, I'm really sorry, someone suddenly ran across the road just now..."
"It's okay," Yu Tingzhi said, "Continue driving."
Wang Dengfeng looked at the bloodstains on his fingers, then turned his head to look at Yu Tingzhi in the back seat, suddenly lost in thought.
Not long after.
The car stopped in front of a clubhouse.
Wang Dengfeng first opened the door and got out, then went around to the back seat to take out a wheelchair, "Third Brother."
Yu Tingzhi extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, reached out to take Wang Dengfeng's hand, and sat in the wheelchair.
Wang Dengfeng pushed the wheelchair into the clubhouse, and the person in charge greeted them, "Young Master Wang, Mr. Yu."
"Manager Zhou, the usual." Wang Dengfeng said.
"Okay."
Manager Zhou led the two to their usual private room.
The private room was large and luxurious, decorated in a very courtly style, very befitting the playboy's temperament.
Wang Dengfeng pushed the wheelchair all the way to the innermost part and stopped in front of an inconspicuous door.
Pushing open the door.
The scene before them instantly changed.
Different from the court-style decoration outside, this small room was filled with the fragrance of books, classical and elegant. By the window was a low table, and in front of the low table was a screen dividing the room into two sections. Beaded curtains also hung above the low table. As long as the person behind the screen lowered the beaded curtains, they could block the view of the person sitting opposite the low table.
"Go contact people," Yu Tingzhi said.
"Okay." Wang Dengfeng nodded and walked outside.
After the door closed, Yu Tingzhi took out his phone, opened a website, and then switched to a chat page.
The chat page above was still from half a month ago.
CY: May 9th, Royal Court Clubhouse.
TZ: Okay.
Today was already the 11th, and he had come to the clubhouse twice, but CY was still nowhere to be seen.
Yu Tingzhi just sat in front of the low table, his long legs crossed, his index finger tapping the mahogany tabletop rhythmically, his thin lips pursed, making it difficult to discern his thoughts.
CY was the most mysterious hacker in the hacker world.
TZ was the founder of the Hacker Alliance.
The two had never met each other.
This meeting was due to a case in Country Y.
But for some reason, CY had suddenly broken the appointment.
Ten minutes later, Yu Tingzhi pushed his wheelchair outside.
"Young Master Yu! Come drink!" A young man with dyed yellow hair raised a wine bottle towards Yu Tingzhi sitting in the wheelchair.
Yu Tingzhi picked up the wine bottle, "Tonight, we drink until we drop!"
"Drink until we drop!"
A group of people roared.
Manager Zhou, who was guarding outside the door, shook his head meaningfully upon hearing the commotion.
These useless rich kids really lived for the moment, living like parasites, indulging in pleasure.
Just when the atmosphere was at its peak, Yu Tingzhi's phone rang.
After answering the phone, he waved at Wang Dengfeng.
"Third Brother, what's wrong?" The music in the private room was too loud, and Wang Dengfeng ran over and asked loudly.
No one knew what Yu Tingzhi said, but as soon as Wang Dengfeng heard it, he immediately put away his carefree expression, "I'll take you back right away." After speaking, he immediately put down his wine glass and pushed the wheelchair.
Seeing the two suddenly leave, Huang Mao immediately chased after them, "Brother Dengfeng, why are you leaving?"
"Third Brother has an urgent matter and has to go back. You guys have fun, dinner is on me tonight."
"Alright!"
Half an hour later.
The Yu family mansion.
As soon as Wang Dengfeng pushed the wheelchair to the entrance, he heard Old Master Yu's vigorous voice from inside the mansion.
"I said, how do you elder brothers and sisters-in-law usually take care of Tingzhi? Tingzhi hasn't come back so late, don't any of you know to call and ask?"
Old geezer.
They were clearly all his grandsons and granddaughters-in-law, but this old thing only knew how to favor Yu Tingzhi.
Zheng Yurong was so angry that she wished she could grind her silver teeth to pieces. She tried to speak several times, but Yu Tingyuan quietly suppressed her.
Even a fool would know that Old Master Yu's sudden return from abroad was definitely for Yu Tingzhi and Song Baoyi's marriage.
If on the day of the engagement, they suddenly found out that the Song family had replaced the talented Song Baoyi with a country bumpkin, the scene would definitely be extremely exciting.
Old Master Yu's heart was already weak, and it was not impossible for him to be directly angered to death.
Thinking of this, Yu Tingyuan narrowed his eyes.
The eldest son of the Yu family, Yu Tingye, and his wife, Yang Zixuan, also strongly disliked Old Master Yu's favoritism.
Yu Tingzhi was just a useless good-for-nothing, yet Old Master Yu seemed to be blind and treated Yu Tingzhi like the apple of his eye.
Yang Zixuan couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, look at what you're saying. He's not a three-year-old child, we can't watch him every moment!"
These words had a double meaning.
After all, in their eyes, Yu Tingzhi was a useless person, even worse than a three-year-old child.