Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 211: Baffled

Chapter 211: Chapter 211: Baffled

Diwu Ming’s enthusiasm for Zhang Yulan, though it surprised Yang Fan a bit, seemed to make sense within reason.

After all, Zhang Yulan’s identity was there for all to see.

Wherever she went, no one should dare to underestimate her.

The elegantly decorated private room was already prepared with fruit platters and tea.

This room was completely different from the one Yang Fan had been to last time.

It was so plain that Yang Fan began to doubt whether he had entered the wrong place.

The room he had entered that day had even the wall decorations suggesting something that could lead one’s thoughts astray.

"Is Tian Miao almost here?" As soon as they sat down, Zhang Yulan asked directly.

Diwu Ming replied with a smile, "We originally agreed on seven o’clock, but she called me earlier, saying that something urgent had come up and she might be about half an hour late. I’ll hurry her along."

Yang Fan secretly chuckled to himself, Tian Miao’s so-called urgent matter was Old Zhou rushing in and out of her.

If Old Zhou had been a bit more capable, at this moment she would probably still be moaning and groaning.

"Okay, then I’ll trouble Boss Diwu," Zhang Yulan said with a nod, "You go ahead and get busy then, just arrange a couple of cute and pretty girls to keep us company. We’ll talk when Tian Miao arrives."

Diwu Ming was a bit taken aback.

A woman ordering girls?

Right... that could be fun too!

"Then Sister Yulan, you guys sit here for a bit, I’ll go and make the arrangements." Diwu Ming stood up, twisting her buttocks as she swayed out of the room.

After she left, Yang Fan asked, "The three of us came to a place like this, why do you even bother ordering those girls?"

Zhang Yulan’s cheeks immediately rippled like spring water as she winked at Yang Fan and said with a smile, "We’re not playing, but you can. Don’t be shy, if you come to a place like this and don’t experience their service, that would be unacceptable."

Yang Fan couldn’t help but laugh, "What’s unacceptable about it? I just won’t play."

"Since we’re here, we should give Diwu Ming a bit of face and spend some money, right? Consider it a small token of appreciation," Zhang Yulan said, "It’s fine, just enjoy yourself, play however you want."

Yang Fan really couldn’t let loose.

Playing with Zhang Yulan and Xiao Liu was much more interesting than with the girls here.

This kind of place, ever since he had been here once before, Yang Fan no longer had such a strong interest.

"I think it’s kind of inconvenient, wouldn’t it be better for the three of us to play here?" Yang Fan said with a mischievous smile.

A faint shyness appeared on Zhang Yulan’s face, and she whispered into Yang Fan’s ear, "We’ll go home to play. I can’t let loose here, always afraid there’s a hidden camera in some corner. You enjoy yourself."

Yang Fan laughed.

If you can’t let loose, how do you expect me to be able to?

As they were speaking, Diwu Ming came in with two girls who looked innocent.

Compared with last time’s bold and unrestrained girls, these ones not only wore clothes, but they were also very demurely dressed.

Their plain dresses with scattered floral prints and a faintly visible white veil over their faces created a hazy beauty.

"Sister Yulan, do you think they’re suitable?" Diwu Ming asked.

Zhang Yulan looked very carefully, eyeing the two girls as if she were a scanner, inspecting them from head to toe several times before finally nodding, "They’ll do."

Diwu Ming laughed, "Sister Yulan, they both are part-time college students; they only come to work here on weekends or during holidays. They are the little lotuses in this muddy water."

"Good," Zhang Yulan nodded in satisfaction.

Diwu Ming gave a signal with her eyes, indicating for the girls to take a seat, before continuing, "Tian Miao just called, she’s on her way. I have prepared everything for her already, just waiting for her to jump in."

"Good," Zhang Yulan’s responses remained succinct.

Yang Fan glanced at the time, just a little past seven o’clock.

With all the variety Old Zhou enjoyed playing with, he’d only taken about forty minutes?

His physical fitness didn’t seem too great.

In those forty minutes, that included using toys, bathing, and so on.

In the end, he’d probably only spent about fifteen to twenty minutes actually doing the deed.

This must be the embodiment of being bad at something but still loving it.

After giving a rough account of the situation, Diwu Ming left, closing the door behind her.

Only after Yang Fan assumed she was far away did he leave the private room, intending to use the bathroom.

The elegant private room seemed to be a space Diwu Ming typically reserved for entertaining guests; it did not have a bathroom inside.

But once he stepped out, he saw Diwu Ming standing not far away, a cigarette clamped in her hand.

She was clearly waiting there on purpose.

But probably not specifically for Yang Fan.

Perhaps she thought that Zhang Yulan would need her for something, which was why she stayed.

Without betraying any emotion, Yang Fan took a glance and then walked in the opposite direction.

No sooner had he taken a few steps than Diwu Ming slowly followed.

Her high heels clacked crisply on the glossy floor.

Yang Fan, without paying any attention, quickened his pace and went into the bathroom.

He urinated quickly and intentionally dawdled for a bit before leaving the bathroom.

To his surprise, Diwu Ming hadn’t left and was now casually leaning against the bathroom doorway.

As Yang Fan opened the door, he nearly bumped straight into Diwu Ming’s aloof yet glamorous face.

"Little brother, what are you hiding from?"

Diwu Ming took a drag of her cigarette and leisurely exhaled it in front of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan waved his hand and feigned confusion, "Where did I hide?"

"If you weren’t hiding, why did you run so fast? Worried I’d see you go to the bathroom?" asked Diwu Ming with a teasing glint in her eye.

Yang Fan cracked a smile, playing it cool.

Actually, he figured he didn’t really need to be wary of this woman.

Given her attitude towards Zhang Yulan, she would likely not complicate matters with him to offend Zhang Yulan over a previous slight.

"Ah, right, I was afraid you might snatch it in a single bite!" Yang Fan nodded seriously.

Diwu Ming let out a chuckle, "I’m really not interested in your little toy. What I have no shortage of in this place is men’s toys, every man that comes here is ready to ’shoot’."

"However, what if I told Zhang Yulan that you stripped off my clothes that day, ready to ’shoot’ at me, guess what would happen?"

Yang Fan smiled, "I suppose she would advise you to strip willingly and let me ’shoot’."

Suddenly, Diwu Ming burst into peals of laughter, "Little brother, your confidence is truly bewildering. Although I have no idea how you managed to latch onto Zhang Yulan’s coattails, that kind of woman... is probably not as submissive as you imagine."

"People like her are best at performing, saying one thing but meaning another, interested only in profit, they’re even more ruthless than us business folks."

Yang Fan was not intimidated and casually said, "You’re totally welcome to give it a try."

Diwu Ming had clearly misjudged his relationship with Zhang Yulan.

However, Yang Fan also couldn’t discern her motives.