Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Are you really going back to Hong Kong?"

"Yes! And thank you, Miss Michelle, for your invitation. Dinner tonight is very rich."

London, Canary Street, Du Yongxiao and Michelle walked side by side.

Behind them are three cars following. After the last accident, Howard began to equip his daughter with bodyguards to protect her safety at all times.

Michelle learned that Du Yongxiao had finished his training in Scotland Yard and was about to leave London and return to Hong Kong, so she took the initiative to invite Du Yongxiao to have a famous "snail meal" in a big restaurant in England.

Giant snails have long been a delicacy in London.

This kind of large snail usually grows in the cracks of wet stones in the pasture. It is big and full of meat. It is picked up and sold to restaurants.

The restaurant chef first washes them with salt water, then steams them with hot water, adds seasonings at the same time, and picks out the snail meat and waits for it to marinate, then puts the meat into the snail shell.

When serving meals, provide guests with special snail dining racks and picking forks, which are convenient for guests to eat.

Because the number of snails is limited, reservations are often required. Du Yongxiao has been in London for so long, but it is the first time to eat big snails.

A pair of handsome men and beautiful women walking side by side on the street will always make people look sideways.

Especially Michelle, she was dressed very delicately tonight, her golden hair was scattered on her fragrant shoulders, a pink bow was casually tied in the back, she was wearing a very western dress, and she was carrying a Chanel bag, just like a princess from a fairy tale.

"I should have invited you to our dinner, but you know... I don't like the formalities at home very much."

"Of course, it's more comfortable to eat outside, and I don't like that kind of too old-fashioned dinner." Du Yongxiao laughed.

Michelle chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Du Yongxiao asked.

"Don't think that I'm chasing you. I just think that you saved me and now I'm going back to Hong Kong, so I simply treat you to a light meal. There's no other meaning." Michelle explained, "So I don't want you to misunderstand , you are not the object of my heart."

"Really? It's okay! Because I didn't intend to chase you from the beginning! Although you are beautiful and noble, but..." Du Yongxiao shrugged, "You are not my type!"

"What?" Michelle quickly walked a few steps to stop Du Yongxiao, "What do you mean by that?"

"It's just on the surface."

"I'm not your dish, am I not good enough for you?"

"That's not true, it's just that you and I are in the UK and the other is in Hong Kong. I hate long-distance relationships! Also, my mother doesn't like ghost girls very much. Even if you are a princess, she won't be satisfied! Finally, I found that I have nothing in common with you, my woman must understand me, must love me, must get along with me, and you, too selfish, too noble, I can't support you!"

What Du Yongxiao said made Michelle dumbfounded.

She has always been an unattainable girl in the sky, and she never puts any man in her eyes.

Even though Du Yongxiao saved her, she was only slightly grateful, and her father Howard had already expressed his gratitude to Du Yongxiao, so Michelle didn't take Du Yongxiao to heart.

But tonight, as if she was meeting Du Yongxiao for the first time, she stared at him with wide eyes.

It took a long time to ask: "Are you discriminating against women?"

"No, to be precise, I respect women, especially working women like my mother."

"Then what you just said—"

"I'm just telling the truth." Du Yongxiao continued to walk forward with his hands behind his back.

"I'm just telling the truth." Du Yongxiao continued to walk forward with his hands behind his back.

Not far away is London Bridge.

Michelle chased after her in a few steps, "But why do I sound so awkward?"

"That's because few people dare to tell the truth in front of you." Du Yongxiao looked at the river, turned his head and glanced at Michelle, "You grew up in a honey pot, and few people dared to defy your will, even though you pretended to be Zuo is very simple, very knowledgeable, but I can feel the arrogance in my bones!"

Michelle couldn't help looking at Du Yongxiao again: "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"What purpose?"

"Say this on purpose to make you look different, and then arouse my interest in you?"

Du Yongxiao couldn't help laughing: "If I have that kung fu, I might as well go home and sleep."

With that said, Du Yongxiao turned around and stared at Michelle with starry eyes: "To be honest, I don't call you! I don't want to pursue you like in the novel. In order to pursue you, I designed a lot of plots--no , I am very lazy, especially when dealing with women, I always go with the flow! I don’t know how to serve women, and I don’t know how to kneel and lick women. I only know that men and women are equal. Love never lasts forever!"

Michelle was dumbfounded.

The men who have been around her all this time either talk about Shakespeare or the Renaissance, or pretend to be noble and elegant. How can anyone be so vulgar and straightforward as Du Yongxiao——

But the "dog licking" described by Du Yongxiao is so interesting! Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there are many such licking dogs around me, and I wish I could even lick my toes.

"Since your goal is not a woman, then what is it?" Michelle looked at Du Yongxiao and asked curiously.

"What goal do I pursue?" Du Yongxiao looked at the flowing London River with his hands behind his back, "I don't know what other people are pursuing, money, power, women—my goal is actually very simple, just to live with will!"

"Live spontaneously?"

"Yes, no one can restrain me, no one can control me! Just like this London river, it rolls forward and never stops!"

Michelle froze for a moment, and couldn't help thinking.

Living recklessly seems simple, how many people in the world can really do it?

As one of the four richest men in London, his father seems to be aloof, but sometimes he has to be swayed by power.

Where is Her Majesty the Queen? She seems to be superior, but she can't even control her own marriage.

In this world, can there really be people who live willfully and are not influenced by power and money?

Thinking of this, Michelle looked at Du Yongxiao.

Du Yongxiao smiled slightly at her: "What are you looking at? Everyone says I'm pretty, so——you must not fall in love with me!"

After speaking, Du Yongxiao turned around and walked towards the bridge, with his hands behind his back, humming a tune.

The song is very beautiful, listen carefully, but it is a Cantonese song:

"Please don't linger in your eyes like this

You'll notice I'm so lonely

Even if thousands of late nights have been in the realm of dreams

I've kissed you, it doesn't exist after all..."

Du Yongxiao hummed a song, and the night wind blew his windbreaker, making him look extraordinarily elegant.

He pricked up his ears, waiting—

really--

There was a sound behind.

Michelle chased after her, her eyebrows and eyes were like crescent moons: "What song are you singing?"

Du Yongxiao turned his head and gave her a slight smile, and said in English: ""Secretly Obsessed"!"