Chapter 115: A Matter of Great Importance (Third Update)

“Yes, he also borrowed from me. I think she must be in some kind of trouble, pretty anxious,” Yang Fan paused, then said, “Give me her phone number. I’ll send someone to check on her—don’t want anything serious happening!”

Someone immediately pulled out their phone. Yang Fan jotted down the number and sent a text to Lao San.

No sooner had he slipped the phone into his pocket than it vibrated.

“Hello, darling…”

“We got back early. It only took us an hour to get from Tianning to Hucheng!”

“You dropped Yu Fei off, right? Be careful on the way back. Call me when you get home.”

Everyone fell silent, exchanging glances, thinking, “Sounds like you’ve got a lover!”

Yang Fan closed his phone and realized everyone was staring at him. Suddenly, it hit him—this society was monogamous!

“Well, nickname-wise, that’s just what me and my best friend call each other!”

No one believed a word, and Yang Fan didn’t bother explaining. Some things are just impossible to clarify.

“Come on, have a drink!”

“What drink? Have some wine!”

Yang Fan was crushed—that was hard liquor!

Half an hour later, Lao San called back. Yang Fan was nearly dizzy!

His tolerance for alcohol was limited to begin with.

Someone else picked up the phone…

“Hey, boss, we’re done. That Liu Qian you mentioned was working the floor and was even pregnant. She just had an abortion. We smashed up the bar and took Liu Qian back to the villa to rest. Hey, boss…”

“You’re boss is already passed out!”

“Damn…” Lao San hung up abruptly.

Everyone exchanged looks, speechless.

“Liu Qian didn’t even tell us she was in trouble!”

“Could she even say something like that?”

“Good thing Yang Fan’s people went; otherwise, who knows what could have happened!”

…

“Yang Fan, wake up!”

Yang Fan was completely out cold…

“Told you not to drink so much! Help him to the sofa to rest a bit,” Sun Xiaoning said.

In the next half hour, Sun Xiaoning and the others took seven or eight calls from girls…

Then Lin Ruo arrived and took Yang Fan home.

“Can you believe this guy? A few hours and he’s already like this!”

Yang Fan’s mother glanced over to see his father lying on the bed.

“Mom, it’s fine. I’ll go with you tonight,” Lin Ruo said, then booked two tables at the most upscale and expensive hotel in Hucheng.

At eight in the evening, Lin Ruo stayed behind with Yang Fan’s mother while Ai Xiaomei and Yang Fang were left at home.

At home, Ai Xiaomei and Yang Fang locked the door and went out to stroll around the square.

By around ten, Lin Ruo and Yang Fan’s mother saw the two sisters from afar, lugging two big bags of food and holding two dogs.

“Weren’t you supposed to watch the house?”

“We did—we locked the door and then came out. I’m the smart one!”

Yang Fan’s mother sighed, thinking these two daughters were truly a handful.

At home, Yang Fan still hadn’t woken, groggy and confused, only hearing his father calling out from the yard, “Who locked the front door?”

Voices came from outside.

“Me, your sister!”

“No, it was you, little sister! Kids don’t lie!”

“No, it was you…”

The two sisters, each carrying a bag of snacks, bickered as they retreated to the bedroom.

“You really are my good daughters.”

“Enough! Your daughters locked you in the room; who can you blame?” Yang Fan’s mother scolded.

“Mom and Dad, I’m going to bed now!”

“Alright, good night!”

Lin Ruo went upstairs under her real identity, Lin Xi, and since she had the marriage certificate, of course they shared a room.

“Get up, take off your clothes!” Lin Ruo helped remove Yang Fan’s clothes, then undressed herself and turned off the light.

“Who told you to drink so much!” Lin Ruo scolded in the dark.

“Lin Ruo, I love you!”

“Still thinking about love? You must be really stubborn!” Lin Ruo’s eyes shone brightly in the darkness as she looked at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan felt someone beside him; his mind was a blur. His hand slowly traced down Lin Ruo’s face.

The next morning, Yang Fan woke up slowly.

“Take your hand away!” Lin Ruo said as he opened his eyes.

Yang Fan froze, realizing where his hand was, and quickly pulled back.

“You touched everything last night, didn’t you!”

“Big sister, I was drunk!” Yang Fan said ruefully.

“Does being drunk give you the right to do as you please?” Their eyes met evenly.

“So, last night, we didn’t…”

“What?”

“Come on, let me feel if you have my child in your belly!”

“Get lost!” Lin Ruo snapped.

“I actually have an idea!”

“What idea?”

“You know that night when I waited for you to fall asleep, and I secretly…”

“You don’t need to wait for another night; tonight’s fine. I’ll be asleep early and waiting for you in bed!” Lin Ruo said bluntly.

“Alright, then tonight. So tonight I can have a child with you?”

“If you think so, then yes! But if you’re scared you’ll never see me or the child again…”

“Would you really let the child be born without a father?”

“That’s none of your business!” Lin Ruo sat up and started putting on her clothes.

Yang Fan lay on the bed, unwilling to move.

“Get up.”

Yang Fan sighed heavily—he couldn’t get it right! Suddenly, he thought of that dream—is it real?

“What exactly is wrong?”

All day, Yang Fan stayed home. Lin Ruo stayed home too, while Ai Xiaomei and Yang Fang went out for a wild romp.

The two sisters truly shared the same temperament!

“Mom, after the New Year, I’ll come back and pick up Xiaomei so she can stay home for a few days!”

“Alright, Mom knows you’re busy!”

“Mom, we’ll come back to see you when we have time,” Lin Ruo said while picking vegetables.

“Good, come back often. I just want you to come back.”

The two sisters finally returned leisurely, buying nothing but snacks.

“I think we should open a supermarket at home just to feed those two!”

“That supermarket would definitely lose money—they’re even more unrestrained!”

“Mom, you don’t know, Ai Xiaomei even has a snack cart and was named the best little foodie of the year online!” Yang Fan said.

“Right, I even won an award!” Ai Xiaomei suddenly remembered and said happily.

“What did you win?” Yang Fan’s father asked.

“Another snack cart!”

Everyone smirked, and Yang Fan patted Ai Xiaomei’s head.

After dinner, they went to a reunion with Yang Fan’s classmates. Lin Ruo stayed home with her cousin, cousin’s wife, and aunt’s family.

This time, Yang Fan took Ai Xiaomei and Yang Fang along. As Lin Ruo put it, they didn’t want Yang Fan to get too drunk and not come back.

Of course, he had very important business tonight—how could he drink too much?