Zombie World, Starts with Marrying Ma Xiaoling

At Kazuo Yamamoto's group cocktail party, two graceful figures appeared at the door.

One is Ouyang Jiajia, who is wearing a red mini dress and holding a black handbag.

The other is my daughter Wang Zhenzhen.

She was wearing a white sleeveless long evening gown and holding a matching clutch.

Although they are mother and daughter, they look like a pair of sisters.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he attracted the attention of the whole audience.

Jia Jia said: "The last time I came to such an occasion, I was with your father."

Wang Zhenzhen took her arm and said, "So many things have happened in Jiajia Building recently, it's good to have some fun."

When Lam Kwok Tung saw this, he walked over with champagne in hand.

Jia Jia immediately introduced: "Mr. Lin, this is my daughter Wang Zhenzhen."

"This is my boss."

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

"Hello, Zhenzhen!"

Buakaw suddenly came over.

He is the new subordinate recruited by Yamamoto Kazuo in the recent martial arts competition.

He is a Thai boxing master from Siam.

Always arrogant.

He is one of the contestants who came to Hong Kong Island to participate in the martial arts competition.

He was noticed by Shingo Domoto.

After being severely beaten by Yamamoto Kazuo, he was finally convinced.

Afterwards, he was turned into a third-generation zombie and arranged to work in the Nitto Group.

So he also knew Ouyang Jiajia.

This Buakaw is of the same character as Herman who was killed by Lin Chen, lustful.

"Hey, Jiajia, is this your daughter? Can you introduce her to me?"

Ouyang Jiajia introduced it with a smile.

Wang Zhenzhen didn't dare to look at Buakaw when she saw his murderous eyes.

Suddenly a voice sounded, "Ms. Zhenzhen, you are here? It's nice to see you again."

Lin Chok-Tung and Buakaw immediately stepped back and said respectfully, "Boss, you are here."

Yamamoto Kazuo, who was dressed in a formal tuxedo, smiled and nodded, "Buakaw, there is nothing for you to do here."

Buakaw didn't dare to look up and left immediately.

"Guodong, chat with Jiajia."

"Miss Zhenzhen, can I ask you to dance with me?"

"Ok."

The two came to the center of the dance floor.

Wang Zhenzhen put her left hand on Yamamoto Kazuo’s right shoulder.

His right hand clasped with Kazuo Yamamoto's right hand.

Kazuo Yamamoto gently put his right hand around her waist.

The music started and the two of them danced gently.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

The two looked at each other with a smile.

Wang Zhenzhen suddenly had a feeling.

It seemed like I had known this handsome and domineering man in front of me for a long time.

She had never felt this way.

She has never been in a relationship and is a bit socially anxious.

Kazuo Yamamoto, this is the second time I see him.

Although I knew that he was Yamamoto's future father, I didn't feel any resistance at all.

On the contrary, I feel that the time I spend with him passes very quickly.

After the dance, she realized that she was standing alone on the dance floor.

But Yamamoto Kazuo has disappeared.

She looked everywhere but still couldn't find him.

A feeling of loss that I had never felt before came over me.

She sat alone on the sidelines with a glass of champagne.

After the dance, Lin Guodong sent the two of them back to Jia Jia Building.

Jia Jia asked: "Zhen Zhen, what's wrong with you tonight? You seem absent-minded the whole night."

Wang Zhenzhen shook her head. "Nothing, just a little uncomfortable."

"I'm going to bed first."

In her sleep, she dreamed of dancing with Yamamoto Kazuo again.

At the same time, there is always a voice ringing in my ears.

"Axue, I know it's you."

"Axue, when can we meet again?"

She woke up suddenly.

"Axue?"

"Who is Xue?"

The next day, when she was in class, a voice suddenly appeared in her head again.

"Axue...Axue!"

She thought she was hallucinating, but when she was walking on the crowded street after get off work, the voice suddenly appeared in her mind again.

"squeak!"

A Rolls-Royce stopped beside her.

The rear window was lowered and Takeshi Yamamoto was seen inside.

Wang Zhenzhen was surprised and asked, "It's you?"

Yamamoto Takeshi smiled and said, "Ms. Wang Zhenzhen, can I treat you to a meal?"

Wang Zhenzhen nodded for some unknown reason.

Biga opened the car door for her with a look of dissatisfaction.

Back at Tsutenkaku, Kazuo Yamamoto prepared the best steak.

The two sat on either side of a long dining table that could seat ten people, with a candlestick with five candles burning in the middle of the table.

After that, Biga gave them two glasses of red wine.

Yamamoto Kazuo said: "Bijia, you go out first."

Biga walked out reluctantly and glanced at Wang Zhenzhen before closing the door.

Yamamoto Kazuo picked up the wine glass and said, "Here, this is to welcome you."

Wang Zhenzhen said: "I'm sorry, I'm not really good at drinking. I've cursed at people when I was drunk."

Yamamoto Kazuo smiled and said, "This is just the truth spoken after drinking. It's just his true nature."

"I'm asking you to come here today. You must think it's very abrupt, right?"

Wang Zhenzhen took a sip of the red wine.

"No, I'm just not used to socializing."

"Then don't treat it as a social event, just treat it as having a meal with an ordinary friend."

Wang Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Then I'll give it a try."

Kazuo Yamamoto leaned back.

"I haven't seen anyone so frank in a long time."

Wang Zhenzhen raised her glasses and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at speaking."

Yamamoto Kazuo shook his head: "No, I would rather listen to you than listen to other people's nonsense."

"At least I believe everything you say."

Wang Zhenzhen was a little embarrassed: "If I tell you that I don't eat beef, would you believe it?"

Yamamoto Kazuo: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Even if you say you want to leave now, I won't stop you."

Wang Zhenzhen hurriedly shook her head, "That's not what I meant... Actually, we can still chat even if we don't eat, right?"

Yamamoto Kazuo: “Of course.”

"Zhenzhen, do you believe that there are people in this world who can live forever?"

Wang Zhenzhen laughed, "How is that possible? But if it really exists, it's a good thing."

"That way people would have more time to get to know each other, and maybe the world would be a little happier."

Kazuo Yamamoto clasped his hands together, rested his head on the table, and rested his chin on his hands.

"Immortality may not necessarily be a good thing."

"Most stories about blood-sucking zombies end in tragedy."

Wang Zhenzhen thought about it and said, "That may be because no one has ever thought about understanding a zombie."

Yamamoto Kazuo's smile disappeared, and there was a hint of loneliness in his expression.

"But even if they wanted to, they might not understand the real pain of zombies."

He smiled and said, "There is a legend about blood-sucking zombies in my hometown. Are you interested in hearing it?"

Wang Zhenzhen nodded.

Kazuo Yamamoto picked up the wine glass, stood up, and slowly walked towards the huge oil painting in the living room.

The picture above shows him in his old age.

"A long time ago, fate arranged for a man to become a vampire.

He is immortal and relies on sucking blood to survive.

But he couldn't accept this fact.

He just stayed in his room and didn't see anyone... including his wife."

Wang Zhenzhen also held a wine glass and slowly followed him, listening carefully.