Chapter 5, Fellow Villager

Wishing Yu Han! It is a pleasure to meet you

"Fellow townsfolk!" Yang Fan and Zhu Yuhan exclaimed in unison. After exchanging a knowing glance, they shared a smile, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between them had significantly narrowed.

Zhu Yuhan is not foolish; she certainly understands Yang Fan's intentions. Although she feels a bit disappointed inside, she wisely chooses to temporarily keep her mouth shut to avoid leaving Yang Fan with a frivolous impression. Men in Yang Fan's age group tend to be taciturn, which often indicates either shyness or arrogance. Young men in their early twenties are in a vibrant phase of life, easily stirred by young and beautiful women. Zhu Yuhan's face may not be stunning, but overall, she is definitely among the upper echelon of beauties. Especially her skin tone is excellent; her long fingers appear so fair under the sunlight, exuding a hint of luminescence.

Yang Fan realized he had no choice. This community was indeed very large; it would take at least half an hour to walk out. Should he ask Chen Changping to come pick him up? It seemed he wasn't that important. Should he call You Yani? That woman was probably looking for an excuse to dismiss Zhang Siqi right now.

Indeed, how can Zhu Yuhan not also have a hidden meaning in her words

After being reprimanded by Yang Fan, his competitive spirit was ignited. He brazenly stared at Zhu Yuhan's fair neck and said, "If you want to know about my relationship with the Chen family, just ask directly. I will tell you, I have no connection with the Chen family, and probably not much with the Zhang family either. Even if there is, it is something from my grandfather's generation. My grandfather never mentioned it while he was alive, and I do not wish to benefit from others' connections."

Yang Fan, like any normal young man, feels an attraction towards young and beautiful women and similarly wishes to approach them. The capital city is a place where power is concentrated, as well as a hub of intricate interests. Coupled with his deep-seated dislike for the Chen family, Yang Fan exhibits a cold demeanor. Even Zhou Mingdao, due to his close ties with the Chen family, suffers collateral damage. In front of him, Yang Fan would express a thought in one word rather than two. Although Zhu Yuhan is a person he has just met, her beauty and shared hometown evoke a sense of fondness in Yang Fan, leading to a more natural and open conversation without much pretense.

Yang Fan's hand merely brushed against Zhu Yuhan's warm and soft little hand before he politely let go, unlike most men who would grip tightly. Such an unusual detail was deeply etched in Zhu Yuhan's heart. Reflecting on Zhang Siqi's angry demeanor just moments ago, it seemed that this young man was not an ordinary person after all

Having taken only a few steps, Yang Fan heard the sound of a car horn behind him. Turning around, he saw a white Lamborghini, and Zhu Yuhan was leaning out of the window, smiling and waving at him.

Graceful and poised, courteous and composed. I misjudged! This is the description that Zhu Yuhan gave to Yang Fan at that moment. The venue organized by You Yani is essentially a leisure place for the wives of wealthy families. Initially, Zhu Yuhan thought that Yang Fan had come alone for You Yani, and he should be someone of a similar status to a young master from a prominent family in the capital. It is quite normal not to recognize some unfamiliar faces from the younger generation in Jiangnan. Later, upon discovering that Yang Fan did not even know Zhang Dapao and Zhang Siqi, it became clear that he was not part of the literary and artistic circle. Perhaps he could be a distant relative of the Chen family? The Chen family in Hunan has recently been in close contact with Zhu Yuhan's father, Zhu Dongfeng. If Yang Fan indeed came in Chen Changping's car, it would not hurt to get to know him better, especially since he is a handsome man who would make any woman’s heart race. Of course, Yang Fan's response also implicitly confirmed that he indeed came in Chen Changping's car.

Wait at the old place!" You Yani said in a low, hurried voice, and the phone beeped as it disconnected. It seemed that she had secretly made the call behind Zhang Siqi's back.

I am also unclear; the houses in Beijing are too expensive, and I cannot afford them. Yang Fan did not intend to continue the conversation, smiled faintly, and kept his eyes fixed ahead without picking up the thread of the discussion.

Yang Fan also noticed Zhu Yuhan's beautiful hands, but his gaze lingered only briefly before shifting away. During the silence, he did not steal glances out of the corner of his eye, and his expression appeared very calm. Generally speaking, Yang Fan's behavior seemed somewhat impolite, especially considering he had received a favor.

In a moment of uncanny coincidence, Zhu Yuhan inadvertently spoke in the dialect of Wucheng, Jiangnan. As soon as her words fell, she was taken aback and raised her hand to cover her mouth. In that instant, Zhu Yuhan felt as if Yang Fan were an old friend of many years. She was astonished by Yang Fan's subtle charm that influenced those around him, while also worrying that Yang Fan might not understand her meaning.

It is difficult to hail a taxi around here, where are you going? I will give you a ride

Just as I was pondering how to ascertain which deity Yang Fan was, his phone rang unexpectedly

"I apologize! I need to take a call regarding the books." Yang Fan pulled out a second-hand old model Nokia, which he had exchanged for 200 yuan at a flea market. Upon seeing the style of the phone, Zhu Yuhan couldn't help but chuckle, realizing that this young man was indeed quite a character. No wonder he could drive Zhang Siqi away; he certainly had a way of impressing. Looking more closely at Yang Fan's attire, Zhu Yuhan's smile grew wider, as the clothes he wore were definitely not the designer brands commonly seen in this circle, but rather seemed like something casually picked up from a supermarket.

Hehe, you might as well say she is part of the princeling faction. These individuals, due to their family background, have a higher starting point, broader horizons, and better education, which naturally leads to a higher success rate; this is an undeniable fact. However, it must be said that the vast majority of such people have their eyes set high, and as an ordinary commoner, I do not dare to aspire to them. Yang Fan, because Zhu Yuhan is a fellow townsman, has let his guard down a bit when expressing his frustrations. However, it must be said that the vast majority of such people have their eyes set high, and as an ordinary commoner, I do not dare to aspire to them. Yang Fan, because Zhu Yuhan is a fellow townsman, has let his guard down a bit when expressing his frustrations.

Thank you! Qing Shui Garden

Zhu Yuhan casually mentioned Yang Fan, yet there seemed to be deeper meanings in the words. Reflecting on her own identity, she recalled how, during her time in Jiangnan Province, others had also referred to her as part of the princeling faction

Sitting in the passenger seat, Yang Fan looked down and saw the two long, sexy legs outlined by the tight jeans. After a slight flutter in his heart, he quickly raised his head to look straight ahead, realizing the need to avoid inappropriate thoughts. Zhu Yuhan was most satisfied with the part of her body below the waist, with her round and perky hips and long legs. Seeing Yang Fan's reaction, Zhu Yuhan couldn't help but feel a slight sense of pride. To highlight the advantages of her figure, Zhu Yuhan had put considerable thought into her attire. Zhu Yuhan was most satisfied with the part of her body below the waist, with her round and perky hips and long legs. Seeing Yang Fan's reaction, Zhu Yuhan couldn't help but feel a slight sense of pride. To highlight the advantages of her figure, Zhu Yuhan had put considerable thought into her attire.

Upon stepping out, Yang Fan was somewhat taken aback; this area was filled with villas, and hailing a taxi was not an easy task. With no other options, he could only slowly walk towards the exit on Bus Route 11, hoping to catch a taxi after leaving the community

"That community is quite nice!" "I know!" Zhu Yuhan wanted to use this topic to chat a bit and, by the way, probe into Yang Fan's background. It is only natural to want to get closer to such a distinguished and handsome man. Moreover, anyone who can ride in Chen Changping's modified Jetta must have an extraordinary background. Zhu Yuhan was not wrong in her thoughts; she just did not realize that Yang Fan was an external member of the Chen family, which made him an awkward presence.

I am leaving! Yang Fan smiled apologetically at Zhu Yuhan, nodded, and then walked out of the two-story villa. As he stepped outside, Yang Fan saw You Yani's Hummer parked out front, which reminded him of what Chen Changping had said about that young widow. It seems highly likely that he was referring to You Yani. From the looks of it, You Yani doesn't seem particularly interested in Chen Changping.

Before this, Zhu Yuhan expected to sense a feeling of arrogance from Yang Fan. However, when they truly fell silent and sat together, she felt a sense of tranquility. Zhu Yuhan strongly sensed that this was entirely due to Yang Fan's current emotional state, which was balanced and peaceful, quietly spreading around them. Zhu Yuhan was surprised, yet she felt a very comfortable sensation.

Zhu Yuhan is not an ostentatious person, nor does she wish to flaunt the matter of the car. Instead, she smiled slightly and changed the subject, saying: "That Zhang Siqi is quite a stunning beauty. Her grandfather, Zhang Dapao, is also a person of influence in the Military Commission, someone who can make decisions. With such a good opportunity, why don't you seize it properly? I have noticed that Zhang Dada seems to have an interest in you."

One cannot compare people to one another. Although we are both from Jiangnan, you drive a Lamborghini in Beijing while I rely on walking every day in the city. Yang Fan surprisingly initiated a joke, which took Zhu Yuhan completely by surprise; she thought she had misheard. However, upon reflection and looking at Yang Fan's youthful and handsome face, she couldn't help but feel relieved, realizing that this is how a young person should be. This must be his true nature, a normal reaction.

This world is very realistic, and this world is very hypocritical. Zhu Yuhan has become accustomed to the strong utilitarianism of the people around her in her interactions, and she herself is no different; her approach to Yang Fan was also purposeful.

In which venue are you working

"It is really exhausting to talk to you! Just say it directly: the princelings have grown up in the whirlpool of power, and most of them are rather superficial. If you get too close to the princelings, you might inadvertently stir up trouble. This way, I won't have to guess your insinuations!" Zhu Yuhan said, casting a sidelong glance at Yang Fan. Unfortunately, this glance resembled more of a flirtation than a disdainful look, failing to convey the intended contempt.

As Zhu Yuhan turned her head, she caught a glimpse of Yang Fan's slightly astonished expression. She smiled apologetically and was about to explain when Yang Fan spoke up: "I graduated not long ago and am assisting a master's degree supervisor at the Academy of Social Sciences in Beijing, doing some data organization and other casual tasks." When Yang Fan said this, he spoke in the dialect of Wanling. Although Wanling and Wucheng are only 70 kilometers apart, there are differences in their languages, yet they can understand each other.