The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 402: One Man Against Six Women_1

Chapter 402: Chapter 402: One Man Against Six Women_1

An afternoon flew by in a flurry of activity.

Zhang Xian didn’t do much. After buying groceries, he just washed some vegetables even though he can cook. Back when he lived in the mountains, the old man couldn’t do any household chores, so he had to take care of everything by himself.

However, after descending the mountain, he didn’t get to do much. Wen Yulan and Dong Qian even turned down his offers to help around the house.

According to the two women, he was capable of bigger things and shouldn’t worry about minor household tasks. Hearing this, Zhang Xian was quite pleased—he felt like he was living with two professional housewives!

"Wow, it smells delicious!"

Not too long after, Fu Meiting, Duan Hong, Mo Shaoyun, and Xiao Nan returned home.

Seeing the table piled high with sumptuously fragrant dishes, they couldn’t contain their joy. They knew that it was Mo Shaoyun’s birthday today.

Even though Dong Qian came from a wealthy family, she showed a natural talent for cooking. In just a month, she had learned to prepare dozens of home-style dishes, and they tasted pretty good.

Today’s feast would be a real treat. On regular days, Dong Qian wouldn’t have time for such elaborate cooking—it was too exhausting.

"Yo..."

Upon seeing Zhang Xian, Fu Meiting laughed and asked, "Who’s this guy?"

"Hehe, Elder Sister Meiting..."

Zhang Xian chuckled, walked over and said, "You seem even more beautiful than the last time I saw you!"

"Really?"

Fu Meiting squinted her eyes and laughed, "However, I’m not the star today. It’s Mo Shaoyun’s birthday. Do you have any plans to celebrate?"

Zhang Xian replied, "Isn’t my presence here enough? Part of this feast is my contribution as well."

"Alright! We’re all family here, no formalities needed." Fu Meiting laughed.

Friends who are close don’t need to be courteous with each other. Even though Mo Shaoyun was the birthday girl today, not one of them had bought her a gift.

Of course, they had other plans. Tonight was destined to be a wild one.

Mo Shaoyun noticed that Zhang Xian hadn’t paid any attention to the necklace around her neck. She couldn’t understand why he hadn’t shown any emotion towards her gift. Was he not planning on giving her anything at all?

She didn’t need gifts from others, and wouldn’t accept them even if offered. But Zhang Xian was different—he was her fiancé. Giving gifts symbolized romance, so how could he be so indifferent? And who gave her this necklace?

"Let’s start eating!"

Dong Qian beamed, "I spent all afternoon cooking this feast. You can’t leave a single morsel behind."

"Here, Shaoyun, happy birthday."

Wen Yulan lifted her glass and said, "We bought quite a lot of alcohol today, so make sure you eat plenty to go with it!"

"Um...thank you, Elder Sister Yulan."

Mo Shaoyun grinned and said, "As long as I have you, I’m not scared of anything!"

Fu Meiting also raised her glass, "Here’s to your birthday, Shaoyun. Even though we had misunderstandings in the past, I’ve come to realize you’re a really awesome friend."

Mo Shaoyun smiled and said, "Thank you! I think you’re pretty great too."

"I’ll propose a toast too..." Dong Qian also lifted her glass.

Xiao Nan and Duan Hong joined as well. In a short span of time, Mo Shaoyun had downed five glasses. Even though it was only beer, she was not a heavy drinker.

"Hey..."

Fu Meiting kicked Zhang Xian and scowled, "What kind of man are you, sitting there not doing anything? Want a whipping or what?"

"Well...I mean..."

Zhang Xian stood up and said, "Even though today is Elder Sister Shaoyun’s birthday, we shouldn’t drink too much. If I were to start drinking, all six of you combined wouldn’t be able to out-drink me. So, take it easy. What would I do if I end up making Elder Sister Shaoyun’s belly bloated due to too much beer?"

"Pffft..."

Mo Shaoyun was drinking when she heard his comment. She turned around abruptly and sprayed the beer all over Zhang Xian’s face.

What did he mean by making her belly bloated?

"Hahaha..."

Fu Meiting burst out laughing.

Duan Hong, Xiao Nan, Dong Qian, and Wen Yulan also couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Zhang Xian’s comment was a play on the words ’beer belly’, but seeing Fu Meiting laugh so heartily made them all laugh as well.

Mo Shaoyun glared at Zhang Xian and said, "You jerk, Zhang Xian! Stop your nonsense. I won’t fall for your tricks, my tummy won’t get fat!"

"Hahaha..."

Fu Meiting laughed again, "Mo Shaoyun, are you sure your tummy won’t get big? Do you dare to let Zhang Xian put it to the test? I’m curious!"

"Fu Meiting, you..."

Mo Shaoyun’s face turned red. She warned, "If you all keep this up, I’m going upstairs."

"Dare to walk away..."

Fu Meiting retorted,"If you dare to storm off while I’m still talking—especially today—I’ll rip off your clothes. Do you dare to leave?"

"Okay, I... I won’t leave..."

Mo Shaoyun gave in, she glared at Zhang Xian before retaking her seat. If Zhang Xian hadn’t said such ridiculous things, she wouldn’t have become the butt of the joke.

"Umm..."

After wiping his face clean, Zhang Xian said, "Elder Sister Shaoyun, if you need to blame someone, blame Elder Sister Meiting. She misinterpreted what I was saying. It wasn’t my fault!"

"Who asked you to blabber?"

Mo Shaoyun suddenly stood up and said, "Come with me."

Zhang Xian rubbed his nose, got up, and followed Mo Shaoyun to the bottom of the stairs, away from the dining room.

Leaning against the wall, Mo Shaoyun watched Zhang Xian for a while. Seeing him standing there with a puzzled look on his face, she couldn’t help but frown and ask, "Don’t you have anything to say?"

Zhang Xian asked, "What do you want me to say? Wasn’t it you who asked me to come over? Could it be that you just thought I was handsome today and brought me over to get a closer look?"

"You..."

Mo Shaoyun, looking displeased, asked, "Did you give this necklace?"

Zhang Xian asked, "The one around your neck?"

Mo Shaoyun nodded her head, "Hmm, I saw it in the office this morning."

"Yes, I gave it."

Zhang Xian replied, "Today is your birthday, I rushed back from Yantai overnight and bought this necklace. How is it? I was worried that you might not like it!"

"It’s pretty good."

Mo Shaoyun was delighted inside, but her face didn’t show it, and she said, "I wanted to talk to you about this. I thought someone else had given it."

Zhang Xian could sense that Mo Shaoyun was quite happy. It seemed that today’s gift was a success.

However, why did she leave like this? Shouldn’t there be a sweet kiss or something?

"Oh..."

Fu Meiting squinted and laughed, "What were you two doing in the back? Don’t tell me you were secretly kissing? Since we’re all family, you can do it in public!"

Annoyed at Fu Meiting’s constant targeting, Mo Shaoyun retorted: "Kiss my ass! You’re always thinking about nonsense. If you have the guts, kiss here."

"So if I kiss here, you will too?"

Fu Meiting giggled, "I don’t care about all that! Do you dare to try?"

"Who wants to try with you?"

Mo Shaoyun glared at Fu Meiting and warned: "Fu Meiting, if you continue to target me, we won’t be done with this. I’ll remember it, and there will be a time when you’ll cry."

"Okay, okay, I won’t target you anymore, I’ll target Zhang Xian."

Fu Meiting laughed, "Didn’t someone claim earlier that he can drink all six of us under the table? Shall we give it a try?"

"Really?"

Zhang Xian replied, "I can hold my liquor incredibly well! Challenging me to a drinking competition is like asking for trouble. Trust me, whether there are six or sixty of you, you’ll never outdrink me. So why trouble yourself?"

"You’re so good at it? Why didn’t I know?"

Xiao Nan retorted, "If you’re capable, then let’s go! Do you think we’re afraid of you?"

"So you all really want to drink?"

Dong Qian stood up and said, "The alcohol is next to the fridge, I’ll go get it."

"Qianqian, Zhang Xian and I can go."

Xiao Nan beckoned Zhang Xian, "Come, let’s go get the drinks. I really want to see how good you are."

Zhang Xian smiled and got up to follow.

When they reached the fridge, he saw Xiao Nan bending over to grab some bottles. He couldn’t resist and stretched out his hand to pat her attractive behind.

"Ah..."

Xiao Nan jumped up, glared at Zhang Xian and scolded, "What are you doing? Itchy hands, huh?"

Zhang Xian chuckled and replied, "Can’t help it, Sister Nan, your butt is so perky. It’s a sight to behold and it’s irresistible!"

"Hurry up and get the alcohol." Xiao Nan blushed a little.

Although Mo Shaoyun didn’t oppose her relationship with Zhang Xian, she felt it wasn’t appropriate unless Mo Shaoyun and Zhang Xian became a couple. Zhang Xian has quite a few women. If Mo Shaoyun ends up with Zhang Xian, then she would also join in, considering it a case of sisters sticking together and inseparable. If Mo Shaoyun doesn’t end up with Zhang Xian, then her coming over would seem like a bit of betrayal.

This situation would also pose a blow to Mo Shaoyun. At the moment, of all the women, only Mo Shaoyun was holding out.

The other women, except for Dong Qian, although none of them had openly expressed the intention to marry Zhang Xian, it seems they all intended to do so but just couldn’t confirm due to uncertainties about the future.

There were too many people, and without time for things to develop naturally, there would be serious quarrels in the future.

Zhang Xian laughed, picked up a case of beer and headed towards the main hall.

"Let’s begin!"

Seeing the alcohol brought out, Fu Meiting announced, "But before we start, I should clarify that Zhang Xian, if you dare to use your power to metabolize alcohol, there will be serious consequences."

"Really? Isn’t that bullying?"

Zhang Xian replied, "If I didn’t have that ability, would I dare to challenge you six alone?"

"Ha ha..."

Xiao Nan laughed loudly, "Who made you so arrogant? Wait and see, you’ll be crying soon! Let’s see how we drink you under the table!"

"Uh..."

Zhang Xian gave a wry smile and said, "Alright! Today is Elder Sister Shaoyun’s birthday. I won’t metabolize the alcohol and I’ll drink with you all in the spirit of fair play. What’s the worst that could happen from getting drunk?"

"That’s more like it! I’ll start, cheers."

Fu Meiting squinted and chuckled, "One against six, huh! I really want to see how many of us you can handle. If you fail to handle even one, it will be quite embarrassing."