Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 382: The Person Who Walked with Her

Chapter 382: Chapter 382: The Person Who Walked with Her

Yun Yue simply stood to one side to hold the stuffed toys for him, surrounded by a pile of plushies.

Until he won the last toy at the stall, he finally put down the gun in his hand, his long legs took him over, his tall figure blocking the view in front of Yun Yue, her fan-like eyelashes casting a shadow.

His eyes were so tender they seemed to drip water, his voice hoarse and magnetic, "Do you like them?"

"I do, but... how do we take them back?" She raised her eyebrows, her teasing gaze meeting his deep, dark eyes, as though she was being sucked into them.

She lowered her eyelids, in a good mood, and said, "I’ll keep one, the rest we can give away. What do you think about giving them to couples here for free?"

Xiao Chen rubbed her head, "Alright, as you wish."

"I’m going to die, this guy looks so cold, but he’s so gentle with his girlfriend. Where can I find someone like him? Please, God, send me one, wuuu wuuu wuu."

The girls around them were filled with envy, surely she had saved the galaxy in her past life.

"Hey, you two lovebirds, I wish you happiness and a lasting union. Just please don’t torment me anymore, it’s not easy to make a living with a small business," the owner said with heartfelt blessings as he saw them looking affectionately at each other.

Xiao Chen’s eyes twinkled, and a smile played on his lips, "How much?"

"We played 30 times, nine hundred yuan." The owner chuckled bitterly; 30 toys were worth more than that.

Xiao Chen took out his phone to make a mobile payment.

"WeChat payment of 100,000 yuan."

The voice announcement of the payment at the small stall was exceptionally clear amidst the noisy amusement park, and the surroundings fell into an eerie silence.

They looked at the cold and noble man, although they knew he was a rich young master, they couldn’t help being stunned by the voice announcement.

"Sir, did you give too much?" The owner was scared stiff, it was the first time he had seen such a grand gesture.

Yun Yue’s eyebrows lifted as she gave the owner a teasing look. Caught his eye, had she?

Xiao Chen held her hand, standing side by side with her, his lips curved upward, "No, it’s the right amount for those eight words."

The people around weren’t fools; they remembered the words of blessing the owner had just said.

Eight words worth 100,000 yuan?!

Which tycoon’s owner was this?!

It was already enough that he was handsome, spoiled his girlfriend, and now he’s also so rich!

They wondered why they had chosen to be in

The owner was bewildered; what had he said? Eight words worth 100,000 yuan?!

He recalled what he had just said, suddenly realizing, "Happiness and a perfect union for a century."

He had never dreamed that his words would be worth tens of thousands each.

His heart thumped with excitement; he had made a fortune!

His face instantly transformed from a bitter gourd to all smiles, looking at the couple, "Will you play more? Tonight I’ll do business only with you two, hit the balloons as much as you want."

Compared to 100,000 yuan, what’s nine hundred?

After Yun Yue made her choice, Xiao Chen turned to him, "We’re done playing. Please take care of these dolls, and let the couples have them for free."

"Sure, sure, consider it done," the owner quickly nodded and agreed, watching them leave.

"Who would have thought Xiao Chen had this side to him?" Song Jia’er stood in the crowd, incredulous at Xiao Chen’s behavior.

Xiao Chen, resolute and ruthless, also had such a tender side.

"Shanglin brother, we shouldn’t miss out on the free toys, let’s go get one?" Song Jia’er’s eyes sparkled with excitement, eager to share in the joy.

Qin Shanglin looked troubled, standing there motionless as she tugged at him, "Jia’er, only couples can get it, we aren’t..."

"Hey, we can just pretend to be a couple, right? If you don’t say, and I don’t say, who’s to know?" Song Jia’er’s eyes gleamed with a sly light as she looked at him with sincere pitifulness.

Unable to resist her or perhaps her coquettish charm, Qin Shanglin eventually gave in.

"Boss, we’re a couple, can we have one?" Song Jia’er pointed at a pink doll.

"Sure, a kiss for 10 seconds and it’s yours," the boss said with a chuckling nod.

Afraid of people pretending to be fake couples, he had thought up this method—it would quickly reveal the truth.

Song Jia’er’s expression instantly froze, her face flushing with a touch of crimson.

Qin Shanglin’s face also reddened in a flash.

Seeing their reaction, the boss asked oddly, "Are you guys really a couple or not? It’s just a kiss, why blush?"

"...I..."

Song Jia’er, usually quick-witted, found herself at a loss for words at that moment, nervously clutching her bag.

"Jia’er, maybe we should just forget..."

"Can’t forget... let’s just kiss!"

Song Jia’er, never one to back down, tiptoed and leaned in.

...

Song Jia’er was overjoyed with the doll, sneakily glancing at the person next to her who looked as if he had lost his soul, and smiled, "Shanglin, is it pretty?"

"...Pretty, Jia’er, I..." Qin Shanglin stammered, struggling to speak, his heart in turmoil, his soul in disarray, simply not knowing what to say.

"I like you." Song Jia’er spoke her heart out first, always blunt with her words, never holding back. She liked him, truly.

"I’ve liked you since the first time I met you. I don’t know why, but throughout my life, countless people have deliberately got close to me with ulterior motives, for the influence of my family, not for me as a person.

Maybe it’s just because you’re so naïve and easy to fool, different from them all. You know who I am but you have been sincerely kind to me."

Song Jia’er advanced step by step towards him, pressing Qin Shanglin to step back: "So, Shanglin, do you like me?"

"I-I-I..." Qin Shanglin’s face turned beet red as he stammered, "Li-like."

Song Jia’er’s eyes widened, staring intently at him, her heart already racing from the first word he spit out.

**

The two left the amusement park, hand in hand, walking on a serene path, everything so warm and loving.

Xiao Chen’s phone rang briefly. Seeing the task sent by Jiang Qiong, he stopped in his tracks, pulling the person who was walking ahead to halt.

Yun Yue arched an eyebrow, looking up at her, "What’s up?"

"My mom is going to the Lin Family tomorrow to discuss the engagement," Xiao Chen said, looking at her.

"...I didn’t agree." She was at a loss for words in an instant.

"It’s fine if your grandmother agrees." Xiao Chen’s thin lips slightly parted, leaning close to her ear with a low and magnetic voice, "My mom is eager for a grandchild."

Yun Yue gave her a sidelong glance and stepped on his foot; he let out a muffled groan, his face paling as he looked at her: "That’s harsh!"

Yun Yue glanced over his face, the corners of her lips slightly lifting, then she looked away nonchalantly: "Let’s go home."

Hearing her say let’s go home, Xiao Chen was overjoyed, quickly catching up and wrapping his arms around her, "It’s cold at night, I’ll block the wind for you."

Yun Yue looked at the road stretching out before her with no end in sight, but with someone suddenly beside her, the road didn’t seem so long and hard anymore.

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