Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 229: He Wants to Go to Golden Net Too

Chapter 229: Chapter 229: He Wants to Go to Golden Net Too

Liu Lanfang spoke as if nothing was out of the ordinary, her voice light and unhurried, "Xiao Chen, I remember you. On New Year’s Eve, you sent us quite a few New Year’s goods, and I haven’t thanked you yet."

Xiao Chen’s taut jawline relaxed, and his thin lips parted slightly, his voice sounding much lighter, "It was my pleasure, if you like them, I can have more sent over."

"Wouldn’t that be too much trouble?" Liu Lanfang’s profound eyes betrayed no emotion, and her face remained expressionless.

Even when facing those old timers of Beijing, he could still remain calm and composed, even able to discern their thoughts, but in front of Liu Lanfang, he just couldn’t see through her.

"It’s no trouble at all, I’m Yun Yue’s boyfriend, it’s what I should do." Xiao Chen’s typically cold features softened for once, warmed by a rare touch.

Feng Ye was left clicking his tongue in amazement.

Liu Lanfang’s gaze—that seemed to carry an eternity of world-weariness—fell upon his face again, "You have a good-looking face."

"...???"

They all looked at Liu Lanfang, not understanding the meaning behind her words, while Yun Yue glanced at her discreetly, the corners of her lips curving upwards.

"Take the medicine." His tall figure moved through the crowded hospital room, which should have been spacious, but somehow, they all felt cramped.

He poured a cup of warm water and tipped out a few pills from several unlabelled bottles.

Yun Yue took them, her eyebrows arching at the codes on them, then tilted her head back and swallowed them down.

Xiao Chen swept a look over the three familiar faces; his deep, lacquer-like black pupils seemed to see everything, his expression unreadable, "You three should leave now."

"Yeah, yeah, we’re going. Our boss assigned us a task for tomorrow, Yun Yue, we’ll head out now! We’ll come to see you again in a few days."

After saying that, the three disappeared from the ward like a puff of smoke.

In the elevator, the three of them exchanged looks.

Xiao Bai patted his chest, "He didn’t notice anything, did he?"

Cang Leng frowned, "I hope not."

Mo Fan gave the two a hard smack on their heads, "Of course not! I had changed my appearance last time; he couldn’t possibly recognize me! Now that you’ve mentioned it, he’s probably seventy percent certain to recognize me!"

She had followed the boss to Beijing several times before and had encountered Xiao Chen, plus she even called Yun Yue "boss." Unless Xiao Chen was a fool, there’s no way he wouldn’t make the connection.

The boss only acknowledged her as part of Golden Net, not as Other Shore Flower!

To avoid people seeking revenge, she couldn’t blow her cover!

Even if that person was Xiao Chen, he couldn’t know!

"What do we do now." Rubbing their sore foreheads, were they supposed to go back?

"What else can we do? If the boss trusts him, then we just keep our mouths shut. You two shouldn’t go looking for the boss any time soon; someone is investigating the both of you," Mo Fan said with arms crossed, glancing at the two of them.

Their expressions turned serious. The boss’s identity couldn’t be exposed; it looked like they couldn’t keep visiting the boss so often.

"Fine, then we’re off to Beijing. Take good care of the boss for us."

Mo Fan nodded, eyes drifting to the wound on Xiao Bai’s face, which oddly resembled a "5," then cast a cold glance over, "Remember, you owe me fifty million."

Xiao Bai touched his nose sheepishly, "Can’t we just forget the debt? We’re brothers, discussing money hurts feelings!"

Mo Fan’s bust stood proud, she curled her seductive lips and laughed mischievously, "Who’s your brother, I’m a woman! If we’re not talking money, are you suggesting we start dating?"

Cang Leng stood by silently, watching them bicker.

"It’s not out of the question!" Xiao Bai’s eyes shone with the possibility, "If I date you, do I still have to pay the fifty million?"

Mo Fan fell silent for a moment before erupting, "... Scram!"

He pursed his lips, clearly stung. When she got into a verbal fight, she was wildly fierce, and no one could withstand her.

"But, considering the years we’ve worked together, you do have another choice."

Xiao Bai’s eyes lit up, only to slump upon hearing her follow-up.

"You could choose to pay me back with another car, a son exactly like the last one."

Heh!

She already had so many ’sons’, and instead of thanking him for saving her from the costs of raising another, she was demanding money!

Skinning!

Stingy!

"What’s the difference?" He scowled, either way, it was a loss.

"The difference is that this car is discontinued, nowhere to be found on the market. However, you could go steal it—then you wouldn’t have to spend a penny. Otherwise, you owe me fifty million."

Cang Leng blinked his innocent eyes on the side and said with an awkward smile, "As far as I know, this same model is probably in Qiu Jun’s garage."

Xiao Bai: "...Then I’ll just pay the fifty million."

It wasn’t worth risking one’s life to steal a car.

Life is priceless.

Xiao Chen had just hurried people away when Liu Lanfang kicked him out.

Liu Lanfang yawned, somewhat sleepily saying, "It’s late. You should go too; I’m here to watch over."

She usually slept by ten; these two staying meant she couldn’t sleep well.

Feng Ye stood silently to the side, but inside he was grinning ear to ear.

The second time someone had chased Master Chen away—true to the family, not giving any face at all!

Xiao Chen withdrew his piercing gaze: "Alright, we’re leaving."

He tied up the plastic bag and put it away, bent over to pick up the suit jacket from the bed, and with his long legs, he stepped out of the hospital room, closing the door behind him.

Yun Yue played with her phone and then heard Liu Lanfang’s voice.

"Are you serious?"

She propped up her chin, her eyes wickedly upturned, and a rebellious smirk played on her lips, "When have I ever not been serious?"

Liu Lanfang had her back to her and spoke unhurriedly, "I still don’t know you? Probably taken by Xiao Chen’s looks."

"A bit," she raised an eyebrow; she really was a sucker for good looks.

The light went off, and Yun Yue lay down, hiding under the blankets playing on her phone.

It must be Wei Xuan’s big mouth; Class 7 was in an uproar, insisting on coming to the hospital despite the late hour.

[I’m fine, everyone’s asleep.]

Wang Ning: [Sister Yue! You still alive?]

Yang Xing: [@Wang Ning, can you even speak? Of course Sister Yue’s alive!]

Wang Ning: [Spit, spit, spit! My bad!]

...

Once she chimed in, the Class 7 group chat became even more lively, chatting nonstop until eleven. She was ready to put the phone down and sleep but the chat went on.

She didn’t plan to engage; if she did, it would probably explode again.

**

Outside the hospital room.

Feng Ye looked at the suddenly darkened hospital room window and raised his eyes to the figure leaning against the corner of the wall.

"Master Chen, the lights are off, she must be asleep."

"Mhm," Xiao Chen replied in a deep voice, his fingertips flicking as he exhaled a thin layer of smoke, tossing the cigarette butt into the ashtray. His deep, three-dimensional features were hazy like an ink painting.

He flicked off the ash from his clothing and watched the hospital room for a moment longer before leaving.

"Master Chen, were those three just now from Golden Net? And Mo Fan?" Feng Ye pondered.

They had known Mo Fan from a long time ago, from the Tianxi auction where she was by the side of that bratty kid.

He spoke unhurriedly, "Seems likely."

"Man, so many beauties in Golden Net? Makes me want to go there too," Feng Ye clicked his tongue, thinking of Mo Fan’s sexy and enchanting figure, he felt a tightness in his lower abdomen, sensing a heat rising.