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Chapter 707 - 149: World’s Third _3

Chapter 707: 149: World’s Third _3

"My grand name is Lin Guodong, and my nickname is Jelly," Lin Guodong said.

Lu Ye then asked, "Lin Guodong? Do you know which three characters that is?"

"I do!" Lin Guodong continued, "It’s the double tree for ’lin,’ and ’guodong’ from ’pillar of the state.’"

Lu Ye nodded slightly, "The name’s not bad."

Lin Guodong said with a proud coquettishness, "Of course! My dad personally chose it for me. I will definitely become a pillar of the state someday."

"Really?" Lu Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, "I don’t believe it."

"Why don’t you believe it?"

"Because all the pillars of the state are very impressive," Lu Ye said and then glanced down at Lin Guodong, "And you... well..."

"What about me? I’m quite impressive, okay?" Lin Guodong puffed out his chest, "My dad said I’m a little man standing tall and firm!"

To prove his strength, Lin Guodong rolled up his sleeves, "Look, Brother Lu, I even have biceps!"

Lu Ye’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and he followed up with, "Having biceps doesn’t prove you’re impressive."

"Then how can I prove I’m impressive?" Lin Guodong asked eagerly.

Lu Ye’s tone was calm, "True pillars of the state stand in front of girls, protecting them, blocking danger on their behalf, not hiding behind them, and definitely not holding their hands all the time."

Finally, before reaching the teahouse, Lu Ye felt refreshed having said what he wanted to say.

He didn’t even realize why he minded so much that Lin Guodong was holding Lin Wu’s hand.

Lin Guodong nodded as if he understood and then said, "I get it. I will hold my mom’s hand less from now on."

Lu Ye: "..."

Why are kids these days so hard to guide?

After a moment, Lu Ye then asked, "Is your mom the only girl in your family?"

Lin Guodong tilted his head and thought for a while, "There’s also my sister and my grandma."

Lu Ye nodded slightly.

Thankfully, this kid wasn’t too dense.

The pair were getting along quite well.

Seeing them chatting so happily, Lin Wu smiled and said, "Jelly, what are you and Brother Lu chatting about that’s making you so happy?"

Brother Lu.

Suddenly hearing this appellation from Lin Wu’s mouth, Lu Ye’s heart throbbed unexpectedly.

"I..."

Just as Lin Guodong was about to speak, Lu Ye recovered and quickly said, "We were discussing the topic of being a pillar of the state."

He hoped that Lin Guodong would quickly forget everything about the cow.

Lin Guodong nodded, "Right, sister, Brother Lu is teaching me how to become a pillar of the state!"

Hearing this, Xue Jinghao nearby raised his eyebrows slightly.

Since when had Third Brother become so helpful?

It seems the influence of his little brother-in-law is indeed different.

Eleven-thirty.

The fireworks started punctually.

Bang, bang, bang.

Countless fireworks blossomed in the sky.

With all the colors illuminating the smiling face of the girl opposite, Lu Ye suddenly found that fireworks could be so beautiful.

"So beautiful," Lin Wu handed her phone to Lu Ye, "Old Iron, take a picture of me and Lijun."

On hearing this, Shen Lijun immediately leaned in, making a peace sign, "Hurry up and take the picture, Mr. Lu."

After taking one group photo, Shen Lijun then said, "How about we take a big group photo?"

Xue Jinghao immediately nodded, "Sure, sure."

Shen Lijun smiled and said, "Then let’s use Xiao Wu’s phone, and just find a random guest in the tea house to help take a photo."

Lu Ye gave a slight nod, and then found an uncle at the next table to help take the picture.

Although they had just randomly picked someone, it turned out that the uncle was a professional. He took the phone and began to direct everyone’s poses, "Young man, get a little closer to that girl, you’re all good friends, right?"

Lu Ye moved closer to Lin Wu, so close that his hand brushed against the back of Lin Wu’s hand.

A very delicate touch.

Like jelly, and like top-quality, premium silk.

In an instant, Lu Ye’s heartbeat accelerated.

"Right, right, that’s very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the uncle pointed at Xue Jinghao and said, "Young man, your hand is blocking the face of the girl next to you."

Xue Jinghao immediately adjusted his hands.

Click.

And so a group photo was taken.

The background was of splendid fireworks.

The fireworks continued to bloom.

The atmosphere of the tea house also reached its climax, and to celebrate the New Year, Boss Zhao had specially invited a folk music band.

Before long, the servers welcomed two young girls.

One of them wore a vintage dress and had a pretty face with delicate makeup.

The other was a bit plump, dressed in a black coat.

"Please have a seat here, ladies. I’ll go make your tea," said the server.

And it was indeed strange.

Normally the riddles hung up there, and no one could guess even one right.

But tonight, with such high difficulty, someone kept getting them right.

And they were all young girls!

No sooner had they sat down than the slightly plump girl noticed Lin Wu across from them and whispered to her companion, "Liusu, look over there."

Upon hearing this, Ji Liusu slightly turned her eyes.

Soon, her gaze fell on Lin Wu, seemingly surprised to see such a stunning beauty in Qing City, and she frowned undetectably.

Bai Xiaodie continued, "That woman in the wine-red cheongsam seems familiar."

Ji Liusu turned her eyes again, narrowing them slightly.

Before Ji Liusu could speak, Bai Xiaodie added, "Liusu, don’t you think that cheongsam looks a lot like Master Huang’s Fengming Cheongsam?"

Ji Liusu had always had a passion for vintage dresses and Huang Shu was a well-known inheritor of Suzhou embroidery, so she naturally paid attention to Huang Shu’s works.

However, Huang Shu was known to be eccentric.

She made cheongsams only when the mood struck her.

And sold them the same way.

This led to Huang Shu’s cheongsams being incredibly hard to come by, almost priceless.

Ji Liusu had once offered ten million but still couldn’t get her hands on this Fengming Cheongsam.

Unexpectedly...

Seeing the Fengming again, it was in a small place like Qing City.

And worn by a greenhorn no less.

Ji Liusu withdrew her gaze and spoke indifferently, "The Fengming is Master Huang’s final masterpiece; she wouldn’t sell it lightly. That one must just be a replica, nothing to make a fuss about."

Nowadays, people would do anything for fame and fortune, let alone wearing a counterfeit.