Chapter 293 - 149: Xiao Wanqing: Whose Legs Are Prettier, Mine or Jinyu’s?

Chapter 293: Chapter 149: Xiao Wanqing: Whose Legs Are Prettier, Mine or Jinyu’s?

"Let me take a look. Sit down." Su Ran helped Xiao Wanqing sit on a rock. He squatted in front of her, placed her long leg on his thigh, and gently pressed her ankle.

"Ow."

"You’ve sprained it. I’ll carry you on my back. Let’s head back. There’s liniment on the boat; I’ll put some on for you later."

"Mm."

Xiao Wanqing nodded, glancing at the grapevine out of the corner of her eye.

Su Ran and Liu Jinyu smiled. They understood instantly.

"I’ll go pick them for you."

"Thanksies, Jinyu! Love ya!"

"Don’t ’love ya.’ I hate you right now."

"Bleh~"

Liu Jinyu pulled off Su Ran’s T-shirt, went over and plucked all the grapes from the vine, and piled them into the shirt. Then they all started walking out of the woods together.

Su Ran carried Xiao Wanqing on his back while Liu Jinyu fed a grape to Wanqing.

"It’s sweet. Are these completely natural, organic grapes? How did they end up on this little island? Su Ran, do you know?"

Xiao Wanqing asked, her arms wrapped around Su Ran’s neck.

Su Ran shifted his shoulders, hoisting Xiao Wanqing a little higher on his back. "Seabirds probably brought the seeds from another island," he said. "They’re definitely sweet. I’ll try to cultivate them later and plant them at Buchu Garden."

"..."

The two women really wanted to correct him—that it was called ’Chuyuan’—but the words died on their lips, and they both wisely swallowed them.

Hmph!

In the end, they each huffed at Su Ran to show their dissatisfaction. ’It’s all your fault, you bad boy. ’Chuyuan’ sounds so much better.’

「Two days later.」

「Jiangning. Chuyuan.」

A blanket of white snow covered Chuyuan, dressing it in silver.

The furnace was burning, and it was very warm inside the house.

After their two-day vacation on the small island, Su Ran brought the four girls back to Chuyuan.

「The Tea Room.」

Agarwood burned in an incense censer. At the long Chinese Rosewood table, Liu Jinyu was brewing gongfu tea. She pushed a cup toward Qi Shan.

"President Qi, you went to the Miao Village. Did you find out anything about Yiren’s background?"

"Wang Cangsong said he doesn’t know. No matter how I asked, he wouldn’t say a single word." Qi Shan looked at the dejected Xie Yiren. "Miss Xie, your Ah Weng never said anything about it before?"

Xie Yiren shook her head. "No."

The person Qi Shan hated most right now was that damned old geezer, Wang Cangsong. If he hadn’t been so hung up on some Saintess System and insisted on targeting Xie Yiren, Su Ran wouldn’t have had to pull funding for the infrastructure project, and Qi Shan wouldn’t have lost his chance to make a fortune.

Su Ran patted Xie Yiren’s shoulder. "Don’t worry. I said I’d help you find your family, and I will. It’s getting late. Didn’t you all say you wanted to visit my hometown? Let’s go. It just so happens that Aunt Liu from my village is having her family reunion dinner tonight. I’ll take you to a big village feast. President Qi, why don’t you come visit my hometown with us too?"

"I appreciate the thought, but you all go ahead." Qi Shan knew Su Ran was just being polite.

The group said their goodbyes at the door. Qi Shan also promised to use all his connections to help Xie Yiren find her relatives. Su Ran nodded, said, "We’re off," and started the Mercedes G-Wagen, then drove away.

’Watching the G-Wagen leave, Qi Shan couldn’t help but admire Su Ran. The man was always surrounded by drop-dead gorgeous women, and every single one of them was hopelessly devoted to him. Any man would be envious, and Qi Shan was no exception.’

The four girls were very excited to visit Su Ran’s hometown. They had been so happy lately; being with Su Ran was pure joy.

The G-Wagen turned off the country road onto a tractor path and stopped under a bamboo grove by a lotus pond.

"Su Ran, is this courtyard your home?"

Liu Jinyu got out of the car and stared in surprise at the pastoral-style Mushroom House inside the bamboo-fenced yard. "Wow, it’s so beautiful. I love it."

Aina got out and retorted, "Tch, so fake. If you love it so much, let’s see you say that if some ordinary village guy owned this house. You’d probably turn around and walk away."

Xiao Wanqing and Xie Yiren burst out laughing and gave her a thumbs-up. "Savage. So true."

Liu Jinyu: "Aina, I’m starting to think you, you little bitch, just love arguing with me, don’t you? No matter what I say, you have to contradict me."

Aina: "It’s the truth. Are you telling me if it were just some ordinary country boy, with no house in the city, just this one house in the countryside, you’d be willing to be with him?"

Liu Jinyu: "As long as it’s Su Ran, I would."

"Alright, enough chirping. Let’s go, time to see the inside." Su Ran led the way, carrying their luggage. He pushed open the courtyard gate and saw Aunt Liu on a paddy ridge. She called out, "Su Ran, boy! You’re back! Are those four lasses your girlfriends?"

"She... what?"

The four girls couldn’t understand her thick accent.

"Aunt Liu is asking if you’re all my girlfriends."

Su Ran set down the luggage and walked over to help Aunt Liu carry the homemade liquor she’d gotten from the village’s general store. It was for the reunion dinner that evening—a pure grain alcohol that tasted even better than Maotai.

"Aunt Liu, they’re my friends. We were traveling together, and they’ve never had a rural village feast before, so I brought them to experience it. You don’t mind, do you?"

"Of course I don’t mind! But... they’re all just your friends? Not a single one is your girlfriend?"

"There is. That one right there is..."

"Which one?"

"That one."

"Which one? The one with the long legs, or the one with the big boobs?"

"The one with the big boobs isn’t my girlfriend yet. The one with the long legs is. And the one with the pretty face next to her is my girlfriend too."

"Two of them?"

"That’s right. I have two girlfriends."

That’s how straightforward Su Ran was.

"You rascal, you’ve got more game than your dad. They look like city girls. Don’t you go hurting them, you hear?"

"Don’t worry, I won’t."

Aunt Liu chuckled and walked over to the four girls. After a bit of pleasant small talk, she reminded them that dinner would start at 6 o’clock and then left. Su Ran helped carry the liquor to Aunt Liu’s house, chatted for a bit with a few old men playing long cards, and saw that Uncle Qin was there too, though he wasn’t playing—he was helping the cook.