Chapter 112: Chapter 111: Plotting
"Ah, that car... Old Fang’s kid bought it for his dad. Oh, right, sweetie, is that car called a Jinniuxing or sothing? Honestly, that kid... If you’re going to buy a car, you should get a good brand, not so minivan brand. But I’ll admit, these knock-off cars look really nice these days. If you didn’t look at the logo and just saw its shape, you’d think it was more expensive than our big Honda."
Old Zhang spoke casually, but his daughter and son-in-law were dumbfounded.
The two exchanged a look, wry smiles appearing on both their faces. Seeing her dad getting carried away, Old Zhang’s daughter quickly cut in, "Dad, don’t just say things like that. That’s not a Jinniuxing, it’s a Lamborghini. Our CR-V can’t even afford one of its tires."
As she spoke, she hurriedly pulled her father toward the house. ’Are you kidding ? How embarrassing would it be if soone overheard?’
However, Old Zhang was also shocked by what his daughter said, and his voice unconsciously grew louder:
"What?? Sweetie, are you telling
our car isn’t even worth as much as one of the wheels on Old Fang’s car? The logo on his car looks exactly the sa as the one on Old Zang’s van across the street! I just went over to Old Zang’s to get a better look, and they both have a bull on them, right? I asked Old Zang, and he said his van only cost him a little over fifty thousand!"
...
「anwhile, at the Fang Family’s ho.」
As they ate the dishes Bai nghan had cooked, Father Fang, Mrs. Fang, and his little sister couldn’t stop singing her praises.
Seeing that everyone was enjoying the al, Fang Chenyi swallowed the food in his mouth and said:
"Um, Mom, Dad, there’s sothing else I ca back to tell you. I, uh, bought a few houses in the city. After we finish eating, you can pack so things, and we can go move in."
His parents were both stunned. Father Fang was relatively calm, but Mrs. Fang, who hadn’t yet realized the extent of her son’s wealth, frowned. She placed her chopsticks on the table and chided, "You brat! Where did you get the money to buy houses? Why didn’t you tell us?"
Before Fang Chenyi could answer, Father Fang and his little sister excitedly began to explain. At the most exciting part of the story, Old Fang even pulled out his phone, opened a browser, found an article about his son, and showed it to Mrs. Fang.
Seeing the proud and relieved expressions on his parents’ faces, Fang Chenyi felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
...
「A little after four in the afternoon.」
Fang Chenyi and Bai nghan drove one car back to the villa, leaving the Lamborghini SUV for his father.
Of course, even knowing their son was wealthy, the older couple didn’t move in with Fang Chenyi. The main reason was that his little sister’s middle school entrance exams were imminent, and they worried a sudden change in her study environnt might negatively affect her performance.
As for Bai nghan’s offer to take his little sister shopping, that was also postponed until after the exams in two weeks.
When the two returned to the villa and stepped out of the garage after parking the car, they were startled by the scene that greeted them.
In front of the villa, the ground was littered with the bodies of ornantal koi, scattered every which way.
Not only that, but Wang Keke was still thrashing about in the villa’s pond. With every splash she made, another koi was flung onto the bank.
And by the edge of the small pond, Er Gouzi was watching the scene unfold with a mournful expression.
"What the hell! What are you two doing?"
At his sharp shout, both Er Gouzi and Wang Keke looked over. However, the expressions the two dogs gave Fang Chenyi were complete opposites.
Upon seeing Fang Chenyi, Er Gouzi let out a long sigh of relief, his doggy face filled with joy.
As for Wang Keke, upon seeing Fang Chenyi, she imdiately leaped onto the bank, vigorously shook the water from her fur, and then trotted over to him with a pitiful look on her face. She glanced back at Er Gouzi, then at the dead koi on the ground, and began to let out a series of soft whimpers.
Seeing this, Fang Chenyi exasperatedly beckoned to the distant Er Gouzi. "Er Gouzi! You’re a dog with a wife now, so how can you still be fooling around with koi fish! If I ever catch you in that pond again, I’ll chop that thing of yours off and roast it!"
Hearing Fang Chenyi’s threat, Er Gouzi’s eyes went wide, and he instinctively clamped his hind legs together.
Seeing this, Fang Chenyi had to fight back a laugh. "Alright, alright. Look at the ss your wife made. Get over here and clean it up! Carry all these dead fish to the trash can by the gate!"
Watching as Er Gouzi began to clean up the dead fish with a deeply wronged expression, Fang Chenyi nodded in satisfaction. He then took Bai nghan’s hand and led her into the villa.
As they walked, Bai nghan asked curiously, "Chenyi, what did you an about Er Gouzi ’fooling around’ with the koi? One’s a dog and the others are fish; they aren’t even the sa species..."
Hearing this, a mischievous grin spread across Fang Chenyi’s face. "Hehe, that’s simple. Let
ask you, Xiao Hanhan, last night when you ran out of energy... what were we doing?"
Hearing his words, Bai nghan froze for a second. Then, her pretty face instantly flushed bright red. She raised her hand and gave Fang Chenyi a light slap.
"You’re impossible! You’ll say anything, won’t you? Hmph! You and Er Gouzi are cut from the sa cloth! Neither of you is any good."
After saying her piece, she pulled away from Fang Chenyi and hurried into the villa, leaving him standing there with an expression of mock indignation, shouting:
"Hey, I’m being falsely accused, Xiao Hanhan! Er Gouzi has a wife and he’s still chasing fish. I only stick to my wife! What he’s doing is cheating; what I’m doing is called romance!"
"Pah! You shaless pervert!"
With a mischievous chuckle, Fang Chenyi chased after her. After another round of... activity, it was already past eight o’clock. Bai nghan was so exhausted that she fell asleep without even having dinner.
Fang Chenyi, on the other hand, felt completely energized after their vigorous and satisfying session.
Lying back on the soft, large bed, he stared at the ceiling and began to ponder his next move.
’To be honest,’ he thought, ’after what happened last night, I’m starting to have second thoughts about scavenging in the neighborhood every evening.’
’The fear of being noticed is one thing, but more importantly, the amount of trash here is limited, and there isn’t enough variety. To be blunt, even if I trigger a special reward, it might be from nothing more than a plastic water bottle.’
’Even without a special reward, earning just one or two hundred each ti... When in the world would I ever accumulate a significant net worth at that rate?’
[To be continued...]
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