Daiyu: After being reborn, who still wants to be a yandere?

Daiyu had no choice but to put the bamboo basket aside reluctantly.

She patted herself casually and said:

"Grandma, let's go, and come back quickly."

Bai Fan started the motorcycle. The motorcycle had been in disrepair for a long time and made intermittent "thump...thump...thump..." sounds. A fart sound was heard and a thick black smoke was discharged from the tail of the exhaust pipe.

Daiyu lifted her skirt and sat on the motorcycle sideways. As a result, the motorcycle made a muffled "buzzing" sound and then simply broke down.

Mr. Zheng looked at her motorcycle, sighed and shook his head.

"Lao Bai, you are too infatuated. Old Ye left you this motorcycle many years ago, and you are still riding it. Why don't you take it and have it repaired someday?"

He had just finished filling Daiyu's little jars.

Mr. Zheng patted his pocket, sighed and said:

"Forget it, old man, I have nothing to do today. Since no one wants to play chess with me, I am just bored and anxious, so I might as well drive you there."

Bai Fan gave him a displeased look and said disdainfully:

"Forget it. You are an old man now, and your eyesight is blurry. I am worried about whether your eyesight is still good. So don't bother with it."

After saying that, Bai Fan turned the motorcycle key again. This time, there were two or three muffled "creaking" sounds, and the motor wouldn't start.

I tried it several times and it's always the same.

"Old Bai, you are really something. Just based on the iron-clad chess friendship between Xiaoyu and me, I should give her a ride. Don't be so stubborn."

Bai Fan had no choice but to pull out the car key, thinking that he really had to send the motorcycle to the repair shop to see what was going on, so as to avoid it breaking down at the critical moment.

When Daiyu heard the two old people quarreling with each other, she just held back her laughter, thinking that these adults were really childish and never forgot to talk nonsense.

Bai Fan went to Daiyu to confirm again:

"Xiaoyu, are you sure you don't want to go back and change your clothes?"

Daiyu nodded affirmatively and asked:

"Why, am I not dressed appropriately?"

Bai Fan replied:

"Not really. It's just that your mother called me just now and told me solemnly to make sure you dress nicer."

Ye Su's original words were not to let her come out in tattered clothes, so as not to ruin the reputation of the Lin family, and he said that they were going to have dinner at Jinfeng Yulu, the best restaurant in South City.

Mr. Zheng looked at Daiyu carefully, and then praised:

"Our Xiaoyu is the prettiest. Who can compare to her beauty? Even without dressing up, she can outshine all the other pretty girls out there."

Bai Fan also looked at Daiyu carefully, and saw that she was indeed clear-headed and there was nothing inappropriate about her white dress, so she felt relieved.

Maybe it’s because Xiaoyu hasn’t received love from her parents for so many years, so Bai Fan, as her grandmother, especially cherishes the day when Daiyu can be reunited with her parents.

So naturally she was a little overwhelmed.

Mr. Zheng drove his car out from the depths of the alley. It was an old Volkswagen Bora with manual transmission.

The interior of the car is clean and tidy, and it is particularly comfortable to sit in.

When we arrived at the entrance of Jinfeng Yulu, we knew that this restaurant was the best in South City, and any dish would cost four figures, so the people who came here to consume were either rich or noble.

The hotel provides a special parking lot for diners, which is not open to the public.

When Daiyu and the others arrived, Mr. Zheng drove towards the parking lot but was stopped by security personnel and not allowed to enter.

They have never seen anyone driving a broken Volkswagen to eat here.

Bai Fan rolled down the window and explained to the security guard:

"Hello, we have a reservation at..."

"Just you guys? And you even reserved a seat? Haha!"

The security guard interrupted Bai Fan directly. He looked Bai Fan up and down, and saw that she was wearing a simple handmade dress without any logo, and sneered at her coldly.

Mr. Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the security guard. It was true that it was easier to deal with the devil than the little devil.

He is used to driving this car, and it is not easy to buy a manual transmission car nowadays, so he has been reluctant to change it.

Mr. Zheng said to the security guard politely:

"Hello, little brother, we are really here to eat at this restaurant."

The security guard looked disdainful:

"You said you were coming to eat, so who would believe you? Who knows if you were coming here just to use the parking space?

Besides...you call me little brother, but you don't even consider whether you are worthy of that, you old man."

Mr. Zheng was originally a tough guy, and his face turned ugly at this time. However, he also blamed himself for the fact that his car was not up to standard and people looked down on him. He still explained in a gentle voice:

"We really are here to eat. Please wait a moment while I look for it. I still have your platinum card."

Mr. Zheng thought about the last time the members of the chess association insisted on inviting him to Jinfeng Yulu for dinner, and even gave him a platinum card before going on. It might come in handy now.

He then pulled the handbrake, opened the hand box, and searched through all the boxes for the platinum card.

At this time, a BMW came from behind and blocked their vehicle. Seeing that it was a broken Volkswagen blocking the intersection, the cars behind them honked their horns impatiently and frantically.

The security guard couldn't help but frown, and he shouted at Mr. Zheng:

"You old man, move away! Move away! Move away! Stop blocking the road here!"

He scolded and slammed Mr. Zheng's window impatiently.

Daiyu, sitting in the back row, couldn't help but frown.

She said to Mr. Zheng:

"Grandpa Zheng, how about we drive to another parking lot and park there for a while, and not come here to see their faces?"

Mr. Zheng said angrily:

"I won't. I'm going to fight with these guys who look down on others. I'm so pissed off!"

After saying that, he simply turned off the engine, slowly opened the handbox, and continued to look for the card.

The BMW car in the back honked even louder.

The security guard bowed and walked to the back, politely apologizing to the other side:

"I'm so sorry, there's a scabby guy trying to use our parking space. Please wait a moment, I'll chase him away."

The driver's window of the BMW was rolled down. A man with a gold necklace as thick as his finger and a face full of flesh said impatiently:

"Your restaurant is becoming less and less respectable. Even a junky Volkswagen dares to take up a seat."

The security guard bowed and nodded to apologize to him again.

Daiyu could hardly bear to hear the horn of the car behind her honking so loudly. Even Mr. Zheng was a little annoyed. He searched for the card with his fingers a little faster, but still couldn't find it.

Bai Fan opened the car door and walked down to explain to the security guard:

"Hello, big brother, we are really here to eat. My daughter has reserved the Golden Room."

security guard:

"If you say it's a golden house, then it's a golden house. If you have the guts, take out the text message and let me know."

Ye Su called and only told Bai Fan verbally. He didn't send a text message, so Bai Fan couldn't get any information.

The man with the BMW gold necklace in the back row came down and laughed:

"What a coincidence! I am going to the Golden House for dinner today!"