Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 436

Chapter 436: Chapter 436

Happiness indeed is fleeting, and it was the first time Yang Fan had encountered such a situation, leaving him somewhat dazed.

The private rooms of Han Palace were truly bewildering.

One simply couldn’t tell what time it was when inside.

After separating from Diwu Ming and Guan Ping, Yang Fan hurried to the restaurant, where he found Old Zhou and Zhao Wu.

To his surprise, the two men seemed a bit groggy as if they didn’t even have the energy to eat.

Yang Fan sat down opposite them and laughed, "What’s the matter with you two? You look like you’ve been completely drained."

Old Zhou glanced at Yang Fan and suddenly snickered, "You’re no different!"

"I didn’t sleep well last night," Yang Fan said.

"Me neither." Old Zhou started to chuckle mysteriously, "Damn it, those big horses are too much to handle. I got a little too ambitious last night, ordered three at once, and nearly died in the private room."

"After this time, I’m going to abstain for a while. My body really can’t take it anymore. If I keep going like this frequently, I’m sure to be ruined. I need a good rest before I can glorify our nation again."

Yang Fan certainly didn’t believe him.

He might make solemn promises now, but he’ll probably be getting restless again in a day or two.

Zhao Wu stared into the distance and suddenly murmured in a low voice, "I’ve just realized... this world... it’s truly wonderful!"

Yang Fan and Old Zhou both looked over, not understanding why this romantic prince had suddenly become so reflective.

"The world has always been wonderful. Why would you suddenly feel this way?" asked Old Zhou.

Zhao Wu shook his head, "No, Old Zhou, you don’t understand, someone with an empty pocket doesn’t get to experience what’s wonderful. I should really thank you for showing me a side I might never have seen in my life. So comfortable... so thrilling... so beautiful!"

Yang Fan, Old Zhou: ...

Although Yang Fan was quite moved by Zhao Wu’s melancholic response, he knew Zhao Wu was being sincere.

If he hadn’t been close to Old Zhou and caught a ride on his lucrative deal, he wouldn’t have qualified either.

No, he still doesn’t quite qualify now.

The wonderful things he witnessed seemed more due to the sudden explosion of his romantic fortunes.

Zhao Wu raised his right hand and gestured in front of his eyes, "Can you two imagine? No, maybe you’ve already experienced it, that whole row of white and the layered, undulating buttocks... Damn, it was astonishing."

"Such a scene, I didn’t even dare to dream of before. But last night, I actually experienced it firsthand."

"Before, I liked a woman, and I spent all my savings on her, but she never spread her noble legs for me, instead running off with my money to some jerk."

"But last night, so many women, they formed a circle on the bed, and they all spread their legs open for me. They sweetly called out to me, their eyes full of allure, letting me do as I pleased."

"So, I’ve decided, from now on I’m going to work myself to death making money! I’ll go all out to earn money!"

Yang Fan was silently speechless.

His motivation for making money seemed a bit questionable.

Earning money just to spend it here could arguably pass, but in the end, he’d likely have nothing left.

One really needs to exercise restraint with these things.

Old Zhou suddenly asked in surprise, "Did you really order everyone?"

"I did, I do what I say," said Zhao Wu, a bit excited.

"How many people?" Old Zhou’s face instantly filled with shock.

Zhao Wu shook his head, "I also don’t know exactly how many people there were, anyway, that bed, it just happened to form a circle."

Yang Fan was completely shocked.

That’s pretty ruthless!

With that kind of formation, even if Zhao Wu did it one by one, he probably couldn’t stand it anymore.

But what shocked Yang Fan even more was that Mr. Bai actually paid the bill.

These two must be somewhat off in the head...

Old Zhou gave a thumbs up, clicking his tongue in amazement, "It really is the new waves pushing against the old ones. I just thought I was already unbeatable, but compared to you, I’m nothing at all!"

"Now I’m just curious about one thing, how many times did you do it last night?"

"Three times, plus two halves," Zhao Wu thought for a moment before saying.

"Where did these two halves come from?" Yang Fan asked, puzzled.

This description, it’s not easy to understand.

"A half is where it wasn’t the proper place, but somewhere else," Zhao Wu explained.

Yang Fan instantly understood.

Not getting it inside, but being intercepted by the mouth or some other place.

"Awesome, nothing more to say, you deserve these words, it’s great to be young!" Old Zhou sighed with envy.

Zhao Wu, with a look full of satisfaction, laughed and said, "Old Zhou, you’re not much older, don’t sound so world-weary!"

"Compared to you two beasts, I really am old," Old Zhou shook his head, looking at Yang Fan, "Fanzi, what about you last night? Looking at how down and out you are, you must’ve been wild, too."

Yang Fan waved his hand, "I definitely wasn’t as crazy as you two were, let’s not talk about mine."

"Come on, share with us," Zhao Wu urged.

Yang Fan chuckled lightly, "Mine is not so easy to talk about."

Although Diwu Ming didn’t ask him to keep it a secret or anything, he felt it was better not to broadcast it widely.

After all, Diwu Ming was not a nobody, but a big boss in Xin’an with a respectable status, plus a former leading lady, a heavyweight in Xin’an’s grey and white forces.

"Got it, yours is indeed not easy to talk about," Old Zhou gave Yang Fan a thumbs up, "I need to change my words, you’re the real deal! Compared to you, Old Zhao and I are kind of lacking."

"Why is his not easy to talk about?" Zhao Wu asked, puzzled.

Old Zhou chuckled lightly, "Because we came here and spent a load of money, but he likely won’t have to spend money in the future. Hey, that’s not right, with this situation, Fanzi, does that mean you won’t be able to have fun here anymore? That might not be good for you, losing a lot of joy."

"Not necessarily," Yang Fan said with a smile.

Anyway, Diwu Ming not only didn’t forbid him from doing so but also seemed very happy to arrange it for him.

"Not necessarily?" Old Zhou exclaimed softly, "Shit, dammit, I really am envious."

Zhao Wu frowned, speaking in total confusion, "Can you two talk about something I can understand? What are these riddles?"

"Because he’s latched onto a very thick and very white big thigh, you get it now?" Old Zhou stood up, patted Zhao Wu’s shoulder, "Let’s go, time to catch up on sleep. We can’t let last night’s fun interfere with today’s work, we still have to get things done!"

"Catch up on sleep!" Yang Fan pushed his finished glass of soy milk aside and also stood up.

Zhao Wu frowned, "No, I mean, make it clear!"

He still hadn’t figured out whose thigh Yang Fan had been hugging!