Chapter 95: Sky Bridge and Memories of West City

Chapter 95: Sky Bridge and Memories of West City

Song Banxian had been at Sky Bridge for many years and had seen many strange things, but he had never seen anyone as decisive and effective as Qin Ruan.

He admired Qin Ruan from the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, he was very curious about her young age and extraordinary strength, wondering which martial arts school she came from and if she was a closed-door disciple of any family.

As far as he knew, in recent years, none of the major martial arts schools in the capital had produced such a talented disciple.

If there were, they would definitely be making a name for themselves.

Song Banxian put away the hard-earned money he had received tonight and began to ponder Qin Ruan.

He couldn't figure this girl out, and the curiosity that surfaced in his heart made him itch.

At this moment, an ordinary taxi slowly stopped under Sky Bridge.

Qin Ruan, sitting in the car, handed the change to the driver and said, "Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome, miss." The driver took the money with a smile.

He turned his head to see Qin Ruan getting out of the car and reminded her with concern, "Miss, be careful at night. If anything happens, just walk a few hundred meters ahead and you'll reach the law enforcement department. Remember to find the police officers if you need help."

He spoke to Qin Ruan as if she were a delicate child.

"I know, thank you." Qin Ruan stood outside the car and smiled and nodded in thanks to the driver.

The driver sighed and drove away.

He couldn't compare to these young people with restless romantic cells. He lived in the hustle and bustle of mundane life and had to earn a living to support his family.

Ahead, there was a man and a woman waving for a ride, and the driver stepped on the gas and drove past them.

Sky Bridge was very lively at night, with small food stalls on both sides of the street, fortune-telling booths, and vendors selling decorations and clothes on makeshift stands.

Qin Ruan stood still and took a deep sniff of the air, catching the scent of tempting food.

Using her acute sense of smell, she followed the aroma.

Standing in front of a stall sizzling with charcoal and skewers, Qin Ruan couldn't help but salivate.

"Pick whatever you want, miss," the stall owner said with a smile, handing her a plate.

He was grilling the skewers that the customers had ordered, and the hot oil was sliding down the food, releasing a intoxicating aroma.

Narrowing her eyes, Qin Ruan's craving was quickly aroused.

She took the plate and hesitated for a moment, but ultimately her desire overpowered her reason, and she picked a pile of skewers and put them in the plate.

Being pregnant, she should try to avoid eating fried and barbecued food.

But Qin Ruan hadn't had any in a long time.

In the western city, her favorite thing to do was to drink and eat skewers outside, one after another, and the spicy stir-fried seafood that made people addicted was something that couldn't be summed up by just one word, "delicious."

Half an hour later, Qin Ruan finally got some fully cooked skewers.

The tempting aroma of the fish balls wafted into her nose, and Qin Ruan, unable to wait, took a big bite.

It was too hot, and she couldn't help but exclaim, but a bright smile appeared on her face.

This bite of fish ball made her feel like her life had been sublimated, full of happiness, it was really delicious.

Some things are not necessarily rare delicacies, but they make people unable to stop thinking about them.

Qin Ruan held the plate and found a place to sit down, savoring the unique atmosphere of the fireworks.

She missed the happy days in the western city, drinking beer and eating delicious skewers with her friends, singing loudly and off-key.

Staring at the remaining shrimp and beef balls on the plate, Qin Ruan rubbed her stomach.

She really couldn't eat anymore.

Turning her black eyes, Qin Ruan smiled lightly.

(End of this chapter)