Chapter 149: Boss Xiao Wants to Try Something Fresh

The moon rises above the willow tips, people meet after dusk—this is a night of artillery fire filling the sky.

Lin Dongfan will fire upon Xiao Yunce tonight.

Xiao Yunce, meanwhile, wants to fire upon a woman.

The first-phase project of the Qingzhu Ling Holiday Village—the Hot Spring Valley—has been fully completed. The silky, misty vapor in the bath transforms the purgatory-like human world into an absolute fairyland.

The cherry tree transplanted from elsewhere beside the pool has not yet blossomed.

The red ribbons hung on the tree are very eye-catching.

Those red ribbons, like lonely widows unable to bear their solitude, sway and pose in the evening breeze, not knowing what kind of wild bees and butterflies they hope to attract.

Having just finished inspecting the Qingzhu Ling project, Xiao Yunce is now lonelier than a lonely widow.

After a few drinks, he just wants to sleep with a woman.

He soaks in a 45-degree hot spring, drinking a bottle of French Lafite priced at 98,000; the more intoxicated he feels, the less interest he has in Wang Minjuan, who shares the pool.

This woman in her thirties, though extremely well maintained and also the chairman of Hengsha Group, has a distinguished demeanor—like a bunch of ripe purple grapes, dripping with spring dew, plump and juicy.

But her few poses have long grown stale, lacking freshness.

Xiao the boss now only wants to sleep with Wang Minjuan's younger sister, Wang Minlin—just from the name you know she's a green, unripe lemon, her taste completely unlike that of a grape.

He is slightly tipsy from the wine.

Xiao the boss glanced, intentionally or not, at the beautiful woman soaking her feet on the Copper Sparrow Terrace, and threw a worldview-shattering request at Wang Minjuan: 'Your sister seems a bit bored; have her come down and play together.'

A big shot is a big shot—he wants to play 'Copper Sparrow Spring Deep Locks the Two Qiaos'!

Wang Minjuan glided over like a lively, slippery mermaid, smiling as she massaged his shoulders: 'My Mayor, Minlin is a quiet little girl; she's not like me.'

'It's precisely because she's different from others that you shouldn't neglect her—how can you be a sister like that?' Talking and laughing, Xiao Yunce swirled his cup, took a sip, and his gaze remained fixed on Wang Minlin at the Copper Sparrow Terrace.

Just looking at her fair, beautiful legs seems to bring a fulfillment that makes life worthwhile.

Xiao Yunce urged: 'Go call her over.'

Wang Minjuan accompanied her words with an embarrassed smile: 'This really won't do; the Hot Spring Valley also has a blond-haired, blue-eyed Ukrainian girl—why not… you learn some Russian today?'

Always saying no—you gotta give me a reason, right?

Xiao Yunce's face gradually showed displeasure.

Wang Minjuan also knew she had touched this big shot's reverse scale, but today this truly cannot be compromised—once it happens, there will be a second time, and it will ruin her sister's life.

The three sisters at home.

The second sister, Wang Minjun, climbed onto a high branch to become an official's wife, thereafter drawing a clear line with the family.

The third sister, Wang Minlin, has had extremely strong self-esteem since childhood; she can speak and laugh with acquaintances, but in unfamiliar settings she appears reserved and silent, highly vigilant—whoever provokes her, she retorts against.

Her nickname: Ning Due Due!

Wang Minjuan sighed with a wry smile: 'Reason… if you insist I find one, I can only say she is Lin Daiyu from Dream of the Red Chamber—affected, I fear she'll speak rudely and offend you.'

'Alas… a pity, Jia Baoyu—I really can't play him.'

Seeing Wang Minjuan firmly refuse to sacrifice her sister, Xiao Yunce, not wanting to harm the harmony, went along with the topic and gave himself an out.

Xiao Yunce tipped back his neck and drained the cup of red wine in one gulp.

He lost all interest.

A sharply dressed staff member suddenly entered to report: 'Mayor, Liu Hong of Qingzhu Village is causing a ruckus outside, wanting to see you.'

Liu Hong?

Among the many people of Qingzhu Village, the only one Xiao Yunce can remember is this Liu Hong.

The reason Xiao Yunce can remember Liu Hong.

Not because Liu Hong has a tragic fate of family ruin and death, nor because her husband Yang Tao mysteriously disappeared en route to the capital, his life or death still unknown.

But because she is very beautiful.

The beautiful young woman of Qingzhu Village, compared to city women, has a bit less allure but more natural beauty.

Xiao Yunce asked the staff member with interest: 'Is she coming alone, or…?'

'And there's a little boy, about five years old,' the staff member replied.

Wang Minjuan quickly introduced to Xiao Yunce: 'That little boy is probably her son. Since there's no one at home to look after the child, she brings him wherever she goes.'

'Bring her in.'

Xiao Yunce handed the empty wine cup to Wang Minjuan.

Wang Minjuan, who has weathered the business world, tacitly picked up the Lafite bottle resting by the shore and poured Xiao Yunce a small half‑cup of red wine,

Soon after.

Liu Hong, led by the staff member, arrived at the misty hot‑spring poolside.

The people in the pool held glasses of red wine, exposing their pale flesh.

It wasn't cold at all.

She held her son's hand, wearing a white down jacket, which clashed with the misty 'fairyland' of the water vapor, making her nervous enough to quicken her heartbeat—she dared not look around or speak recklessly.

Xiao Yunce, eager and interested, admired Liu Hong's nervous posture: 'What do you want from me?'

'Mayor Xiao…'

Perhaps it was nervousness, perhaps collapse, perhaps despair.

Or perhaps it was a combination of all those negative emotions.

Liu Hong thumped down onto her knees.

With tear‑filled eyes she begged Xiao Yunce: 'Every day someone comes to the door collecting debts; I truly can't go on living. Please, let my husband go…'

'Don't get agitated; speak properly.'

Xiao Yunce remained soaking in the hot‑spring pool, not wanting to rise, merely giving Wang Minjuan a glance.

Wang Minjuan instantly understood the boss's meaning.

After coming ashore and putting on that pure white bathrobe, she enthusiastically bent down to coax the child: "Little friend, Auntie will take you to eat something delicious..."

"Don't touch my son!"

Liu Hong instinctively pushed Wang Minjuan aside, tightly holding the child in her arms.

Her tension showed plainly.

Why did a forest fire break out on Qingzhu Ridge? Why did the Yang family suffer ruin and death? Outsiders don't know, but Liu Hong herself is crystal clear: it's all thanks to the developer!

And that conscience‑less developer is none other than the woman before us—Wang Minjuan.

However…

Wang Minjuan, however, never considers herself a wicked person, nor does she accept the public's angry accusations.

She patiently said to Liu Hong: "You're bringing a child—how can you discuss matters with Mayor Xiao? Don't worry, I won't eat your son; I just want to take him out for a bite. Look at his sallow, skinny appearance—clearly malnourished. As a mother, how can you bear it?"

"How can you bear it?" Those four words stabbed her heart like a knife; she stroked her son's gaunt face, and tears streamed down uncontrollably.

Once affluent, the Yang family—why has it become like this?

Why have they fallen so low they can't even support a child?

It's all your doing!

Liu Hong glared at Wang Minjuan with tears in her eyes, even harboring thoughts of killing her. Yet she dared not act—let alone kill, she didn't even have the nerve to scold her.

The child is still young; he cannot be without a mother.

She choked with a hoarse voice, head bowed, pleading with Wang Minjuan: "I was wrong, my whole family was wrong… Please spare my husband; I promise I won't petition anymore…"

"This has nothing to do with me; if you have anything to say, talk it over slowly with Mayor Xiao." Saying this, Wang Minjuan extended her hand: "I'll take the child to get something to eat."

Liu Hong still hesitated, keeping her grip on the child.

Xiao Yunce also urged: "Don't be so nervous; since you came to see me, you should at least trust me—no one would dare harm you and your child in my presence."

"Little sweetheart, come on, Auntie will take you to eat something delicious."

Wang Minjuan took the child's hand; this time Liu Hong did not continue to stop her—the child had indeed been hungry for Along time, and at the mention of something tasty, his eyes lit up with longing.

When bringing the child inside.

Wang Minjuan also called in her younger sister Wang Minning, who was soaking her feet at the Copper Sparrow Terrace.

By the hot spring pool.

Only Xiao Yunce and Liu Hong remained.

Those who understand, understand—Boss Xiao just wants to try something fresh tonight.