Walking to this point, Fu Tianyuan also couldn’t help but feel nervous.
The ancestral secret key seed a bit eerie, but as long as it worked, that was all that mattered—why bother wondering why!
"It claims to be ’Tian,’ it surely wouldn’t dread the allegiance of a few mortals!"
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Yet another wonderful weekend.
The weather was clear.
The turtles in the yard’s pond, one by one, climbed onto the rocks to bask in the sun, their eyes wide and their necks stretched long—this was the essence of a leisurely and simple life.
"Are we not going out today? Maybe watch a movie or sothing? And then eat at KFC... hehe."
For so reason, Wang Hao always felt that his cousin had been overly enthusiastic these past few days; initiating hugs, snuggling up with her face, and acting cutesy, asking for dates and such.
It wasn’t a problem, though. Even with face blindness, he could tell Han Xiaoyue was super cute!
Could it be because she couldn’t find a boyfriend, leading her to have a penchant for orthopedics? Or was she not getting along with her classmates at school?
"I seem to have co under the spell of one of the world’s three great mysteries!"
Wang Hao quickly perked up and shook his head, "I have no interest in joining the crowd, and besides, we might have visitors today."
"Eh? What kind of visitors? Are they girls?"
"They should not be, just so guests coming over to use the internet," Wang Hao answered casually. "Might be interesting? Ah, I’m just guessing."
As for why guests were coming, it could only be considered a whim.
"Internet cafe guests, what’s there to personally welco them for? We might as well go eat at KFC together."
In anticipation of the possible guests, Wang Hao had specially picked a few bunches of grapes from the yard, washed them, and prepared to bring them to the internet cafe—of course, the main reason was for his own enjoynt. What’s there to fuss about with guests?
He spoke earnestly, "Career is still important. Tomorrow’s Sunday, I’ll hang out with you."
"Oh, by the way, if you want to go out with your classmates, you can. Why stay at ho? If you need living expenses, I can transfer you so money."
After all, the girl was growing up; she needed to buy so costics, clothes, and the like.
With the cost of living sky-high these days, just buying a cup of Happy Lemon could set you back 30, and indulging in a ’Crazy Thursday’ special could run one several tens.
Han Xiaoyue wasn’t the type to squander money. On that, Wang Hao was quite assured.
After so thought, he transferred 5,000 yuan directly to her, which should be enough for a while.
But he said jokingly, "Why do I feel like I’m shelling out five grand for an overnight stay... Bad deal, bad deal. I’m pitching in five grand to the cabbage I’ve painstakingly grown myself, and I haven’t even held hands."
"Do you think I’m only worth five thousand?" Han Xiaoyue puffed out her chest indignantly. "Really, just five thousand? You think you can buy for that price?"
She was suspicious, feeling that sothing was off with Wang Hao, and it wasn’t because of his loose lips; it was that "guest" who might show up that unsettled her.
After observing for quite a while, she finally spotted the oddity: for so reason, the sun in the sky was stuck right above Wang Hao’s head, creating a huge halo!
The sun looked like a fixed background, observable from any angle, whether from the east, west, or north; it was always there.
However, once Wang Hao was out of sight, the sun would return to its rightful place in the sky.
"Is that even possible?"
Han Xiaoyue clenched her skirt nervously as cold sweat broke out.
Wang Hao admired her outfit for the day; her round face looked especially sweet, and her twin pigtails were as ticulous as ever. Her fluffy round-collar knit sweater paired with a white short-sleeve undershirt, and her checkered skirt revealed two long, well-proportioned legs.
She wore white socks and a pair of simple canvas shoes.
This get-up was indeed a hobody’s kryptonite.
Fortunately, he, Wang Hao, was afflicted with face blindness...
He patted Xiaoyue’s shoulder, "You sound like you’re quoting price tags, as if you’re one of those club girls. Five thousand really is a lot, don’t inflate the price... Or how about we go take a lesson today?"
"Take with you then, there’s a Xixiang Ji right on the main street in front of the neighborhood, business is booming." Han Xiaoyue’s words were all over the place, not sure what she was talking about, just staring at that sun backdrop.
"Well, let’s go!"
"I want the sweet, busty, long black-haired type," Xiaoyue said.
"Let’s go, they definitely have the sweet, busty, long black-haired type."
"You go ahead."
Wang Hao, who prided himself on being an honorable man, and with the ever-present "Harmony God" watching, certainly couldn’t actually take his cousin to a tea tasting. If he really did that, wouldn’t his entire persona collapse?
Wang Hao had no choice but to relent, rolling his eyes, "Forget it, forget it. You’re probably not worth five thousand. Without a dowry of five million, I wouldn’t let you marry off. Is that okay?"
"Only five million?"
"My dearest cousin, many people don’t make that much money in their lifeti. If you keep thinking like this, you’ll probably end up alone in the marriage market. If by thirty, you haven’t found soone suitable, we might as well settle down together."
The girl humd sothing to herself, "If I wanted a boyfriend, I could get a whole soccer team in a week, believe it or not?"
Suddenly, in Han Xiaoyue’s eyes, the sun hovering over Wang Hao’s head emitted a nuclear-like green glow, turning everything an eerie green.
She couldn’t help but giggle, eyes twinkling, and quickly said, "But the boys at university, how should I put it, aren’t very interesting. I like interesting uncles who are five or six years older than ."
Wang Hao did the math; was he being complinted? He was exactly five years older than Xiaoyue.
And then, the halo above his head returned to a golden, glittering yellow.
He postured modestly, "Liking older guys isn’t undesirable, but high school girls are easily deceived by older n."
And so they shot the breeze for a while, feeling remarkably content as though returned to the realm of mortals.
Wang Hao enjoyed this idle chatter; it wasn’t like arguing, but rather had a sense of playful teasing. Only with Xiaoyue could he experience this subtle sense of everyday life.
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