Chapter 34: with translation of chapter title: 34

Don't touch him, it's dirty!

Chen You Nan came up with this plan on the spur of the moment today, but once he speaks, nobody can refuse to give him face.

The courtyard parking lot is filled with luxury cars, and people often rush out of their cars and hurry inside.

They behave as if they're afraid of missing any good show.

Anyone who can survive in this circle is mostly a fence-sitter who can benefit from both sides.

Most of them are idle, and before inheriting the family business, they have plenty of money and time.

Regardless of which side, if there's gossip to be had, they'll definitely show up.

Moreover, Chen You Nan said that the renowned fiancée of Xie Shiyu, the Xie family heir, will also attend the party today, making them even more curious.

Tushan Jiu sat calmly in the car, not getting out.

She surveyed the building before her.

Unlike the Xie family's Chinese garden style with pavilions and towers, the Chen family's building is European-style, resembling a castle; its appearance exudes wealth, magnificent and splendid.

Tushan Jiu's gaze lingered for two seconds on a window at the far end of the third floor, but she quickly looked away.

Today she came to catch ghosts, and incidentally she also wanted to see what kind of character the scions of Nan Cheng's wealthy families have.

After all, their character will determine how much compensation she can demand from their family in the future.

Before coming, she specifically looked through the white ledger; there are quite a few people in Nan Cheng who owe money to the Tushan family.

Seeing Tushan Jiu surveying the Chen family's main building, Xie Jingzhou and Xie Jingting dared not speak up and tell her to get out of the car.

They feared Tushan Jiu would say, 'Shh, don't speak, the ghost is right behind you.'

Xie Jingting glanced at the time; it was almost eight-thirty, as Chen You Nan had said.

Xie Jingzhou and he exchanged a glance, and both chose to wait quietly for Tushan Jiu's move.

Meanwhile, on the third floor of the Chen family's residence.

As the host of tonight's party, Chen You Nan was struggling to decide what to wear downstairs.

He was used to comparing himself with Xie Jingting.

Whenever he attends an event or a banquet, he always dresses better than Xie Jingting, just to outshine him.

Yet eight out of ten times, he ends up not stealing the spotlight from Xie Jingting.

This time he threw the party on short notice, so naturally he hadn't prepared any haute couture in advance.

So his indecisive nature had him wandering in the wardrobe for half a day.

Seeing that time was about to run out, he grabbed something at random, put it on, and left.

He thought that regardless, his goal tonight was to embarrass Tushan Jiu in front of everyone, so he didn't need to insist on having the upper hand.

Just as he was changing clothes, a cabinet door with a fingerprint lock behind him made a thud.

The sound was faint, but Chen You Nan still heard it.

He frowned, turned his head, and muttered softly, 'What's going on? Is the lock broken?'

These past few days, that cabinet door has occasionally made noises, but each time he opened it to check, he found nothing besides his stored items.

This time he opened it again and took a look, but still found nothing unusual.

He suspected the noise might be coming from the fingerprint lock.

Chen You Nan thought: it seems I need to find time to have someone replace the lock soon.

While thinking, he glanced at the dark blue ancient costume originally hanging in the second display spot, which had now moved to the front row.

Chen You Nan furrowed his brows, 'Strange, I remember hanging it at the back after I last tried it on; did I misremember?'

Just as he was puzzling over it, the phone placed on the glass cabinet rang.

Chen You Nan jumped in surprise, swore, and turned to answer the phone.

"Have Xie Jingting and the others arrived? Okay, I'm coming down now."

After hanging up, he quickly put on his jacket and left.

With a bang, the door closed.

"Hehehe~ Hey, why did you leave? I was just about to act."

"Hehehe~ Never mind, anyway it's in my pocket; there's no rush, I can act when he comes back."

The party is being held in the glass room behind the main building's garden.

Surrounded by dazzling lights against the pitch-black night, a ten-thousand-watt sound system blares heavy metal music, creating an intense atmosphere.

As Tushan Jiu arrived at the entrance, she almost got her heavenly cap overturned.

Even the feet stepping on the ground felt the tremors.

Tushan Jiu doesn't understand what's fun about such a party, but that doesn't stop her from respecting their hobbies.

Xie Jingting and Xie Jingzhou stood on her left and right, like the Heng and Ha generals, guarding her tightly, giving off an aura that no one dare approach her.

Actually, Tushan Jiu wanted to say there's no need for this; so far, hardly anyone can beat her in a fight.

As the three of them appeared, the music inside suddenly stopped.

Tushan Jiu exhaled in relief and rubbed her throbbing temples.

"Is this Xie Shiyu's fiancée?"

"No way, does Xie Shiyu eat that well?"

"Tch, what's the use of being good-looking? She's just a country bumpkin—look at what she's wearing to the party, is it pajamas?"

"What's wrong with the clothes? I'm quite modest and pretty; mainly, they look really comfortable, though I don't know which brand they are—I'd like one too."

"You don't understand; this is a Chinese-style Zen robe, colloquially called a 'godstick' outfit."

"Yeah, if you hadn't said it, I would have forgotten—I heard she's called... uh..."

"The one who buys a knife on credit."

Ah, right, right, right, this is it—the knife-lender, who lends you a knife and then leaves you an ambiguous saying, and then, once the prophecy comes true, they'll show up to collect payment?

Tch, playing at being mystical—what era is this, still dabbling in feudal superstition?

You guys are way too quick to judge by looks—I think she's fine, and you haven't even interacted with her yet; is it really okay to condemn her like that?

How come you, the Yu family, just teamed up on a project with the Xie family, and today you came specially to suck up to them?

So what if it is? You Su family want to suck up but can't even reach them, huh?

You......

Alright, stop arguing—Young Master Chen has come down.

Chen You nan came in through the back door, saying, "Sister-in-law, you've arrived—sorry for not greeting you sooner; I was just changing clothes upstairs, so I'm late. Don't hold it against me, sister-in-law."

Before Tushan Jiu could speak, Xie Jingting grew impatient: "I've told you not to call me sister-in-law, sister-in-law! Do you not understand human speech?"

Those watching the spectacle, seeing Xie Jingting defend Tushan Jiu like that, couldn't help but wonder what was going on.

What's going on? Before, just mentioning the two words 'sister-in-law' would make Little Young Master Xie's face darker than anyone's—so why is he defending her now?

Could it be that this fiancée of Xie Shiyu has some tricks up her sleeve? Otherwise, in just a few days, she'd have managed to handle the notorious Young Master Xie.

Tsk tsk tsk, looks like I really underestimated her—people who come from backwaters aren't lacking in cleverness either. But a country bumpkin is still a country bumpkin; I guess Xie Jingting is just upholding the Xie family's reputation.

Just putting on an act?

That goes without saying.

The murmuring around them wasn't loud, but it wasn't soft either.

Anyone could pick up a bit of it.

Xie Jingting's face looked extremely grim.

Chen You nan stepped two paces closer, lowered his voice slightly, and said, "I just love seeing you with that shit-eating grin—your sister-in-law's cheek is really unusually thick, as if you didn't hear a thing."

"Damn." Xie Jingting lifted his leg to kick him.

Tushan Jiu finally moved, she reached out and grabbed Xie Jingting, then pulled him behind her, saying, "Don't touch him, dirty!"