The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 244: Help Me Wash My Underwear_1

Chapter 244: Chapter 244: Help Me Wash My Underwear_1

When Mo Shaoyun saw Zhang Xian squeeze himself in, she felt a bit annoyed.

However, she didn’t say anything to Zhang Xian this time, she started up her BMW M6 and drove towards Panlong Mountain.

Zhang Xian sat at the back, chuckling non-stop. He knew Mo Shaoyun wouldn’t embarrass him in front of others, so he made himself right at home.

Leaning on the back of the driver’s seat, he grabbed Mo Shaoyun’s hair and took a sniff, then chuckled, "Wifey, your hair smells really nice."

Mo Shaoyun looked slightly annoyed, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Xian replied, "No particular meaning! You drive your car, I play with my hair, it’s none of your business."

"You..." Mo Shaoyun was so furious.

Xiao Nan sat in the front passenger seat. Seeing Zhang Xian waving Mo Shaoyun’s hair under his nose left her puzzled. What on earth was he playing at, daring even to flirt with Mo Shaoyun?

Zhang Xian turned to Xiao Nan, asking, "Sister Nan, why are you staring at me? Do you find me particularly handsome today and did you suddenly fall in love with me?"

Xiao Nan was completely speechless.

The way Zhang Xian was acting today was totally bizarre. Teasing Mo Shaoyun was already puzzling enough, but he even dared to flirt with her right in front of Mo Shaoyun! What was he up to?

Just about ready to have a fit, Mo Shaoyun turned her head, smacked Zhang Xian’s hand away, and exclaimed, "Don’t touch me!"

Zhang Xian grinned, saying, "Wifey, you’re driving! Pay attention, don’t keep looking back, you might crash!"

"If you dare to touch my hair again, I’ll crash the car and let you see," Mo Shaoyun said angrily.

Zhang Xian touched his nose and quickly sat back down.

Currently, he couldn’t figure out what his women really wanted. So he decided to flirt with each one of them, being shameless to the limit to see if it would have any effect.

What bothered him was that Mo Shaoyun was not easily flattered, and before he could even get started, she’d hit back. It wasn’t as fun as flirting with Wen Yulan.

After a moment’s hesitation, he leaned over to the front passenger seat and grabbed Xiao Nan’s hair. Unfortunately, her shampoo was the same as Mo Shaoyun’s, and so was the scent.

Xiao Nan, taken aback, turned and asked, "Zhang Xian, why are you grabbing my hair?"

Zhang Xian replied, "Wifey won’t let me play with hers, so I have to play with yours. You’re not being so stingy, right? Just playing with hair, it’s no big deal."

Xiao Nan angrily said, "Let go."

Zhang Xian pursed his lips, showing no intention of releasing her hair.

Having seen this, Mo Shaoyun stepped on the accelerator all of a sudden, pushing the BMW M6 to accelerate fiercely. The speedometer was nearing one hundred.

Zhang Xian said to Mo Shaoyun, "Wifey, slow down. Even though traffic isn’t heavy this morning, you can’t predict any unexpected situations."

Mo Shaoyun turned to look at Zhang Xian and slammed the brake hard.

"Ah...."

Also at that moment, the BMW M6 which was moving at high speed, suddenly slowed down. As the sports car performed perfectly, Zhang Xian who hadn’t secured himself properly, plunged onto the dashboard.

Mo Shaoyun shot Zhang Xian a cold look, slowed down her speed to around fifty mph.

"Ha...." Xiao Nan started laughing.

The corner of Zhang Xian’s mouth twitched unnaturally a few times, he said in frustration, "Wifey, you’re practically committing patricide here!"

...

After a couple of months, Panlong Mountain looked entirely different. Up from halfway up the hill, along the winding tarred road, buildings were sprouting up one by one, nestled amongst the trees.

Two huge construction teams of around hundred people were bustling on the mountain. The sound of machinery was deafening, creating quite a lively scene.

Starting from halfway up the hill, Zhang Xian, guided by Buckteeth Zhou and Wu Dajun, had a stop-and-go inspection all the way up. He felt quite pleased; everything was going according to his original plan.

His initial idea was to blend with nature and to avoid being over modernized.

His design concept spread the housing of Panlong Villa across different zones—dotting them amongst the mountains like individual houses in the countryside, with each building standing alone not far from the next.

As they walked, Buckteeth Zhou explained, "The buildings are almost complete, we should be able to begin the interior design in about four or five days."

Zhang Xian nodded, "Not bad, the progress is pretty quick."

Wu Dajun commented, "Brother Xian, I’ve been thinking, our Panlong Villa is designed in a classic style, so should we go easy on the interior design? I think the current design doesn’t quite match the classic style."

"Where’s the design?" Zhang Xian asked.

He left in quite a rush last time and only saw the layout of the Panlong Mountain Villa, not the interior design, so he was unsure.

"I have it on my phone." After showing Zhang Xian the design, Wu Dajun continued, "When the designs first came out, Sister-in-Law had already scaled down a lot of things. But fearing it might not match your concept, she didn’t cut too much. I had my own ideas, but I didn’t feel comfortable talking to Sister-in-Law about them. But now you’re back, I want to ask if it would be better to scale down a bit more and go for a more unique style."

"Indeed, this design is a bit too flamboyant, it doesn’t match my concept." Zhang Xian replied, "Tell the designer to scale it down a bit more. Even though Panlong Villa offers entertainment, it’s not the focus - the aim is to promote a healthy lifestyle. Moreover, we advocate self-sufficiency. There’s a fishing pond and a vegetable garden for people to enjoy. It’s pointless to be overly fancy."

Wu Dajun replied, "Alright, I’ll call the designer right now."

Zhang Xian turned to Buckteeth Zhou, asking, "How’s the vegetables garden coming along?"

Buckteeth Zhou answered, "That’s not hard to handle, it’s almost ready, just waiting for the vegetables to mature. We’ve only set up three greenhouses, we didn’t set up too many— we’ll build more when we have more people."

"Alright, you guys go on your way, I’m going to see Mo Shaoyun and talk to her about something." Zhang Xian waved them away.

Buckteeth Zhou and Wu Dajun nodded their heads and left.

Zhang Xian saw Mo Shaoyun and Xiao Nan talking a short distance away. He approached and said, "Wife, you weren’t happy with the design plan before, right?"

Mo Shaoyun furrowed her eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Xian explained, "If you’re not satisfied, you can voice your opinions. Why are you holding back in fear that our ideas may not match? If Wu Dajun hadn’t spoken up, I wouldn’t have known. By the time the villa is built, wouldn’t it be too late to change anything? You’re in business, and I’m just a layman. I’m sure you’ve thought about this more thoroughly from a business perspective."

Mo Shaoyun asked, "What did Wu Dajun say to you?"

Zhang Xian replied, "He said that you originally wanted the decor of the villa to be simple to be closer to nature. But you didn’t reduce the design because you were afraid I might not agree. Is this true?"

Seeing that Zhang Xian was serious, Mo Shaoyun didn’t throw a fit and nodded, "Yes, I do think the design is too luxurious."

Zhang Xian responded, "Then simplify it!"

Mo Shaoyun replied, "This villa is yours, not mine. I can’t do everything according to my wishes."

Zhang Xian retorted, "You’re my wife. What’s mine is also yours. Why are we splitting hairs here?"

Mo Shaoyun maintained, "I’m not."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I’m not."

"Yes, you are."

Seeing Mo Shaoyun and Zhang Xian bickering without end, Xiao Nan slapped her forehead in frustration.

Initially, Mo Shaoyun had approached Zhang Xian to maintain their relationship due to pressures at home. However, Zhang Xian always backed off. Now, the roles had switched with Zhang Xian making advances. Mo Shaoyun saw Zhang Xian as fickle and was unsure about her standing, so they ended up growing apart again.

...

After lunch, in the afternoon.

Zhang Xian drove his Ferrari, carrying Duan Hong, Wen Yulan, and Yueyue out of the house.

Now that several women were already living on Dong Qian’s side, he didn’t want to take a risk with Wen Yulan and Duan Hong, so he had asked Buckteeth Zhou to find another house.

Inside the car, Wen Yulan asked, "Zhang Xian, about the career placement you promised, how is that going?"

Zhang Xian replied, "Aren’t you already working? You’re helping me take care of my daughter! This job couldn’t be more suitable for you."

"Uh..." Wen Yulan paused, asking, "What do you mean? You didn’t lure me here under false pretenses, did you? If that’s the case, I am going to Yantai tomorrow."

"You wouldn’t dare." Zhang Xian challenged.

"Why wouldn’t I?" Wen Yulan retorted.

Zhang Xian threatened, "If you dare leave, I’ll dare to take liberties with you in broad daylight."

Wen Yulan blushed furiously when Zhang Xian said that in front of Duan Hong, and scolded, "Zhang Xian, you...you are shameless!"

Duan Hong looked at Zhang Xian and then Wen Yulan, chuckling to herself. Zhang Xian was quite funny at times, especially when he was interacting with Wen Yulan. It was humorous.

"Hehe..." Zhang Xian laughed and tried to reassure her, "Teacher Wen, don’t worry, you will have work. What’s the rush?"

"What kind of work?" Wen Yulan asked.

"Actually, I am not sure at the moment. But you do know about my villa, right? Once it’s complete, we’ll have plenty of work. I just hope you can handle it all," Zhang Xian responded.

"Ah..." Wen Yulan exclaimed, "Your villa won’t be finished until next year, right? Does that mean I’ll be jobless for several months?"

Zhang Xian retorted, "What’s there to be afraid of? I’ll take care of you. I certainly can afford it. Not only will I make sure you have three meals a day, but I could even afford to fatten you up with the best things."

"Who needs you to take care of them?! And you’re the one who’s plump!" Wen Yulan responded, disheartened.

Zhang Xian continued, "Elder Sister Hong lets me take care of her, so what’s your issue?"

"Wait...what?" paused Wen Yulan, then asked Duan Hong, "You let this guy take care of you?"

Duan Hong laughed and replied,"He’s my younger brother, and I’m his older sister. It’s not weird if he takes care of me. Plus, Zhang Xian has always been generous, so why are you so formal with him?"

"I..." Wen Yulan felt uncomfortable relying on Zhang Xian due to their lack of a familial connection.

Knowing that Wen Yulan was shy, Zhang Xian laughed and said, "Teacher Wen, if you feel uncomfortable accepting my help without doing anything in return, I can give you something to do."

"What would that be?" Wen Yulan asked.

"You can help me wash my underwear. You should be able to handle that," Zhang Xian cheekily replied.

Wen Yulan eyed him angrily and retorted, "Zhang Xian, go to hell! I certainly won’t wash your underwear..."

Hearing this, Duan Hong burst out laughing, "Ha ha, Wen Yulan, I find his suggestion quite reasonable. If you’ve got nothing better to do, you can help Zhang Xian with his laundry."

Wen Yulan retorted, "I won’t!"