Chapter 120: This Is the Third Time!

This passerby was having an increasingly profound influence on him.

With her around, the pressure from his allergies was significantly alleviated; even when surrounded by women, he no longer felt as wretched as usual. Zhan Su watched Shi Qingqing at the checkout counter, his expression complex and unreadable.

"I don't have any money, Commander Zhan. You'll have to settle the bill. It’s 780 yuan in total..." Shi Qingqing smiled brightly, looking as adorable as she possibly could.

Zhan Su, tall and elegant, strode over, pulled a gold card from his wallet, and handed it over.

The cashier was a man, and there was not a single other person around the checkout area. The entire supermarket, usually bustling with people, was so deserted that it made the effect of Shi Qingqing’s "Empty House" prop look like child’s play.

She glanced around and noticed the shadows of black-clad bodyguards lurking in the inconspicuous corners nearby, and she immediately understood what was going on.

Zhan Su had cleared the place out!

Shi Qingqing looked toward the ceiling. This guy really had a penchant for grand displays. She recalled their last meal, where, mid-dinner, the entire restaurant had suddenly emptied out.

"Commander Zhan, the hour is up. My mom is waiting for me to have dinner at home, so I should be going. You can have someone carry all these things back. I’ll come by again after school tomorrow..."

"Hey?" Zhan Su sounded displeased.

Shi Qingqing waved her battered phone. "Time's up! It's six-thirty. Even a penny-pincher has to let someone go home to eat, right? My dear school heartthrob, see you tomorrow!"

It was the perfect opportunity to leave now that the place had been cleared and no one else was around.

Shi Qingqing decisively slipped away and headed home.

Zhan Su watched her graceful silhouette depart. Although he was clearly annoyed, the smile at the corner of his lips inexplicably widened.

This passerby—she must be from Mars! She was nothing like any of the girls he had encountered before.

***

Past seven in the evening, the gourmet street was usually at its busiest.

At the Juxianglou Barbecue restaurant, the vast dining hall contained only a handful of diners—just one or two tables. And at each table, there were only one or two people.

Shi Qingqing, on her way home from the supermarket, happened to drift back toward the entrance of Juxianglou.

Just as she was about to step inside, Boss Zhou—the "Skinflint"—rushed out to meet her.

"You jinx, why are you here again? Oh, please, I beg you, stop coming here, will you? Don't you dare come in! Xiao Yu, stop her! Don't let her through the door..."

When Shi Qingqing heard this, she thought, what? He wouldn't let her in?

She crushed the very last of her "Empty House" props in her hand.

The two tables of diners inside immediately stood up in unison and departed.

Boss Zhou was utterly pale with fright, looking at Shi Qingqing as if he had seen a ghost.

Once, twice—he hadn't believed it. But this was the third time!

He couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. Could this girl before him really be the legendary God of Plagues reincarnated?

He pointed a trembling finger at Shi Qingqing. "You... you... what kind of dark sorcery are you using?"

"What do you think, Boss Zhou? If you don't pay my wages, heh, I’m afraid I’ll have to find time every single day to come and visit you..." Shi Qingqing said with a beaming smile.

"You... fine! You win!" Boss Zhou gritted his teeth in resentment and turned toward the counter. "I'll pay your wages!"

"Thank you, boss!" Shi Qingqing had used up all three of her props, so getting her pay was the best possible outcome.

Since there were no customers left, the waiters were all idle. They stood around, looking like they were watching a show, and even the chefs from the kitchen came out to watch, pointing at Shi Qingqing and whispering among themselves.

"It’s so effective! This young girl is even more potent than the God of Plagues!"