"A fake? Whose fake?" the thug on the bike asked curiously.
The others were also curious: the Rong family's tyrant hadn't been killed in the countryside, but had returned to the capital with his wife in a high-profile manner, which piqued the curiosity of many who knew about it.
Xiang Ziying gave him a cold look: "Are you blind?"
The young men weren't all from the Wuhan University compound, but their families were all well-off; they were just a bunch of hooligans with bad character.
Although they had met Ye Qiu and were roughly in the same circle, they weren't particularly close.
A young man on a motorcycle nearby was the first to react, and couldn't help but raise his voice in a loud shout—
"Huh? How are they alike? Not to mention Sister Ye's tall stature, even that southern girl from earlier was so delicate and tender, it's nothing like Sister Ye's rough skin. The most they have in common is that they both have thick eyebrows and big eyes?!"
Xiang Ziying suddenly raised her hand and smashed the glass soda bottle she was holding toward the other person's head.
"Ah—!" The man reacted quickly enough, yelling and ducking to avoid being hit. The motorcycle then began to swerve!
"Crash!" The soda bottle shattered on the roadside. Luckily, it was dark and there weren't many pedestrians around.
But the motorcycles nearly collided, all braking suddenly and emitting a piercing screech.
"Xiang San, what's wrong with you? If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!" The person who was almost hit by the car couldn't help but jump out of the car and pointed at Xiang Ziying and cursed.
The people around him quickly stopped him: "No!"
Xiang Ziying is different from those good-for-nothings whose families are too lazy to care about or can't control.
He is a truly capable person, and the Xiang family values him highly among the next generation. Otherwise, they wouldn't have gone to such lengths and used so many connections to get him out of trouble.
Xiang Ziying, with a cold face, leaned against the car with her arms crossed: "I think some of you are blind. Ye Qiu is like that because she often goes out to support the construction of plateaus and mountainous areas. Does that small-town country bumpkin who gets ahead by relying on men even deserve to be compared to her?"
The young men looked at Xiang Ziying and couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances.
Ye Qiu has been dead for so many years, yet the reaction from the third brother is far too much...
Besides, only people who are very familiar with Ye Qiu would think that someone looks like someone else, right?
They weren't familiar with Ye Qiu; they were still young then, and their impression of her was that of a cheerful and gentle older sister.
So at first glance, they don't think they look alike at all. Why would Xiang San go crazy?
One of the older men joked to ease the tension: "Ye Qiu already slept with that Rong guy, if you care so much, why don't you sleep with his woman too?"
The other men suddenly remembered seeing the girl with a slightly flushed face and soft, curly hair, looking like a doll, and their eyes lit up instantly.
The young man who almost got hit also smiled ambiguously: "That's right, Rong Xiaotaisui from our city can't bear to leave. He won't get a divorce even after returning to the city, and he still keeps her looking beautiful. She must be quite skilled in bed."
She's described as a country bumpkin from a small town, but she's anything but.
The girl had a beautiful perm with big, curly hair, wore a denim overall dress and lambskin sandals, and was wearing a hair clip that was rarely seen in mainland China and was an export item.
They looked exactly like those stylish Hong Kong and Taiwanese girls in the magazines they got their hands on privately.
"Aren't you fucking disgusting? You want to sleep with that kind of woman? Even hooligans should have some taste!" Xiang Ziying said with disgust, having no interest in joining their discussion.
He shoved someone aside fiercely, got on his motorcycle, and sped away at full speed, leaving everyone else with a trail of exhaust fumes.
"Pah! What a load of crap! If his surname wasn't Xiang, I would have beaten him to death!" The young man, who had almost been hit on the head and had his motorcycle stolen, spat on the ground in a very bad mood.
"Alright, we've just been sucking up to him. He wants to get his hands on that girl, but not the way we're doing it. He's got other ulterior motives," someone scoffed.
This young master of the Xiang family is very aloof. In his early years, he didn't associate with them. He only managed to get a piece of land during the Cultural Revolution.
It's ridiculous to do bad things and then claim to be virtuous.
They're all birds of a feather; they're just hooligans and petty criminals. Xiang San is even worse than them, so what are they pretending to be?
...
Ning Yuan was taken back to the Chen family by Aheng. Aunt Qian saw that Ning Yuan looked dazed, so she asked Aheng to help her upstairs to sleep.
To everyone's surprise, Ning Yuan insisted on not taking a shower or going to sleep.
Seeing Ning Yuan still half asleep, clutching her clothes and insisting on taking a bath, Aunt Qian felt both amused and helpless.
“This girl from the South has a habit of taking a bath; she feels uncomfortable if she doesn’t take one for a day. Go into the bathroom and keep an eye on her.”
Aheng scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Oh, isn't that inappropriate?"
Aunt Qian was speechless when she saw Ah Heng's blushing face: "...Do you really think of yourself as a man? Didn't you ever take a bath with your female teammates in the public bathhouse when you were in the army?"
Ah Heng scratched his head again and chuckled roguishly: "Hey, I forgot, all of our teammates are as tough as steel, no different from men. They're nothing like Xiao Ning, all sweet and soft."
Aunt Qian: "...Alright, whatever makes you happy."
It seems to make a lot of sense.
Aheng helped Ningyuan into the bathroom. Ningyuan was half-awake and half-confused. She stared at Aheng for a while before starting to take off her clothes.
Ah Heng thought for a moment and decided to squat at the entrance of the shower room and keep watch, only glancing at the people inside from time to time to see if they had fallen.
I sometimes sigh and think to myself, "My muscular body is so different from that of a soft and tender girl!"
Wei Heng is also very muscular. He recently went back to the camp. I wonder if he has recovered well, or if there are any aftereffects.
Ah Heng froze, then tapped his head: "Am I sick in the head?!"
She actually remembered what Wei Heng looked like beneath her?!
"Huh? Are you sick?" Ning Yuan finished washing up, threw on a nightgown haphazardly, and even put her slippers on backwards.
Ah Heng quickly helped her up: "Come on, let's go to bed and rest."
Aheng easily carried Ning Yuan to bed, and watched as Ning Yuan fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow. He shook his head and smiled helplessly, then took the blanket and covered Ning Yuan's lower abdomen and waist.
Suddenly, the door behind them opened abruptly. Rong Zhaonan, holding the doorknob, looked at Aheng leaning against Ning Yuan and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you doing here?"
"Uh... Boss, you're back. Xiao Ning drank too much. I didn't do anything!!" Aheng jumped up from the bed instinctively.
Rong Zhaonan said indifferently, "You're a woman, what can you do? Get out."
Ah Heng quickly put his legs together: "Yes!"
Then she quickly walked out, thinking that the eldest sister probably didn't remember kissing and hugging Xiao Ning before, so she should leave quickly.
Ah Heng closed the door, and Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan sleeping on the bed, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.
He walked to the bedside and sat down. Seeing that her little white legs were still outside the covers, he reached out and pulled the blanket over her.
Rong Zhaonan looked at the sleeping girl for a while, then gently brushed her stray hairs behind her ear and leaned down to kiss her forehead: "Why did you drink again? You never learn."
The door suddenly opened again, and Ah Heng's furtive voice rang out from the doorway: "Boss..."
And then they caught their own team leader stealing a kiss from Xiao Ning?!
Holy crap, Xiao Ning got drunk and even cursed at the team leader. Weren't they having a cold war?
Ah Heng quickly withdrew his foot, which was about to step out, and whispered, "Captain... come out for a second!"
Seeing Ning Yuan fast asleep, Rong Zhaonan got up and walked towards the door.
"What's wrong?" He closed the door.
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