Chapter 280 - Chapter 280: Chapter 201: Really Coming for Me! (Please Subscribe) (1/2)
Chapter 280: Chapter 201: Really Coming for Me! (Please Subscribe)
The sun was slowly setting.
Lin Chuan chatted with Zhang Xinxin as they walked into Youran Villa.
Youran Villa was located in the suburbs of Anling City, its name inspired by “a leisurely view of the southern mountains,” a place of quiet and comfort where people from all walks of life in Anling City met.
Yu Keke had specially chosen this place to host a banquet for Lin Chuan and Zhang Xinxin, showing her full sincerity.
Dusk mingled with the night, light interweaving with darkness.
Inside the villa, the scent of grass and flowers carried a faint freshness that lingered at the tip of the nose, with occasional birds returning to their nests, settling on the branches of a tree.
“Director Lin, Xinxin.”
A voice reached Lin Chuan’s ears.
Lin Chuan looked up and saw at the end of a winding stone path, in front of a wooden house beside a lotus pond, Yu Keke standing and greeting him and the Little Landlady.
She wore an off-shoulder black mini dress, revealing her delicate collarbone and long, straight thighs. Under the outdoor lighting of the wooden house, her skin looked white and smooth. On her mixed-race face, a shallow smile appeared, like a spirit born amidst the interlace of light and shadow.
“President Yu.”
Lin Chuan smiled and replied.
“Director Lin is indeed a busy man, as elusive as a dragon, and finally, we meet again,” Yu Keke teased with a smile.
“Elusive as a dragon?” Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows.
“Yes,”
Yu Keke said, brimming with laughter. “I hear from Xinxin that you’re always busy.”
Lin Chuan glanced at the Little Landlady beside him and understood right away; Yu Keke must have casually asked a question or two, and the Little Landlady had just said ‘the chairman is busy with business.’
And indeed, that was the case.
Lin Chuan was often dealing with the police, and the Little Landlady knew it.
But when others asked, she would only say Lin Chuan was busy.
Xinxin lifted her small face, her bright eyes blinked at Lin Chuan, and he got the hint, saying with a laugh, “Please forgive me, President Yu. As you know, working in online literature creation requires a lot of time for thinking. Sometimes, when I hit a writer’s block, I can sit in front of the computer for half a day and not write a word. It’s not easy in this field.”
Yu Keke pursed her lips, agreeing deeply, “The novel I’m writing is always like that too.”
“Haha, no pain, no gain,”
Lin Chuan said, laughing.
The two exchanged pleasantries as they walked into the wooden house by the lotus pond.
From the outside, it looked like a wooden house, but inside, it was far from simple and instead, had an ancient charm.
Inside the wooden house, a bronze tripod diffused a faint fragrance in the hazy air.
Lin Chuan and the Little Landlady took their seats at the mahogany dining table, with its intertwined branch pattern around the edge and blue-and-white porcelain dishes on top, fresh and elegant.
Yu Keke sat opposite them.
Although she was mixed-race, her Mandarin was standard, and she also had a deep understanding of culture, evident as she slowly prepared the tea.
Then, as if professionally trained, she deftly poured tea for both Lin Chuan and the Little Landlady, “Director Lin, Xinxin, please have some tea.”