A Divine Farmer

Chapter 124

Chapter 124 - Invite an Expert

“Could you help me fasten this? It's a bit tricky,” Chen Yaru said softly, her back to Zhang Xiaoloong and her chest covered as if worried her bra might slip.

Zhang Xiaoloong's breath became heavier. In the past, he tried to stay rational around such temptation. But now that he had decided on her, why hold back?

Both his hands reached forward, not to button the troublesome clasp but to wrap around and grasp what he desired most.

“Mmm…” Chen Yaru moaned softly, leaning into his embrace.

Initially, she just wanted to tease Zhang Xiaoloong and embarrass him at the lingerie store, hoping to loosen him up. But as she changed, she felt a sudden urge to test him further.

Zhang Xiaoloong didn't disappoint and responded exactly as she expected.

The problem was, they were in a fitting room. Were they about to cause an incident here as well?

Chen Yaru might have been bold and ready to surrender herself, but she wasn't prepared to lose control in this setting.

But when Zhang Xiaoloong extended his hand and exhaled warm, masculine breath onto her face, she was completely flustered. She stopped caring about the location and moved forward, pressing her lips against his.

Their lips locked firmly, and their tongues fought silently. Zhang Xiaoloong's hand had shifted to another area, working to remove the last barrier.

At that critical moment, a loud ringtone pierced the air, snapping them both out of their haze.

They quickly separated, sharing a look of awkwardness and helplessness. Standing on tiptoes, Chen Yaru pecked Zhang Xiaoloong's lips and whispered, “I'll wait for you tonight…”

Zhang Xiaoloong felt a renewed spark of desire but reluctantly pulled out his phone. It was an unknown number. “Who's calling?”

“It's me, brother. Wang Zongming,” the voice on the other end chuckled.

“You are…” Zhang Xiaoloong was puzzled, not recalling anyone named Wang Zongming. The voice seemed familiar, though. “You're the guy who brought me to Qingyang, right?”

“Yes, yes, that's me!” Wang Zongming replied enthusiastically. “Have you handled your matters? Need any help? If so, just say the word.”

Zhang Xiaoloong thought to himself, We're nearly done here, though you've ruined a good thing for me.

But it was logical; this fitting room wasn't the best place for that. He had to be thankful to Wang Zongming for that.

“I don't have much left to do here. Anything you need, Brother Wang?” Zhang Xiaoloong asked, curious why Wang Zongming was suddenly reaching out.

“Well, there is a little something. See if you're available, brother,” Wang Zongming's tone was slightly awkward as if making this request was difficult. “How about this? If you have time, come over to Jinshi. I'll treat you to a meal since we know each other.”

Zhang Xiaoloong thought it over and agreed. He had reached Qingyang City quickly thanks to Wang Zongming’s assistance. Wang seemed like an honest individual, and Zhang wanted to understand what troubles he was facing. If he could offer help, he would do his best to assist him, as he owed Wang a favor. He could also make a new friend in the process.

After ending the call, Chen Yaru hurriedly dressed, knowing her allure. If she lingered any longer in this state, both she and Zhang might end up doing something they enjoyed but didn’t want to do just then.

They drove directly to Jinshi, where everyone recognized Zhang Xiaoloong. Although he'd only visited once, it was with the boss, and Chen Yaru had been by his side. Immediately, they were warmly welcomed.

“Silly girl, you finally remember to come see me,” Hong Yan said, either emerging coincidentally or having come out deliberately after hearing the news. He turned and noticed Zhang Xiaoloong. “Oh, you're shopping with your boyfriend and freeloading off me. If you keep doing this, I might get jealous!”

“It's Xiaoloong who's here to meet a friend,” Chen Yaru quickly clarified. “But we were just about to visit you, Sister Yan.”

“A cheeky little girl. If she weren’t busy getting cozy with her boyfriend, she'd probably think of me, her elder sister!” Hong Yan joked.

Remembering the recent intimacy, Chen Yaru blushed.

“Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I actually wanted to ask Xiaoloong.” Hong Yan turned towards him. “Once the road is fixed, can you provide more vegetables? They're currently limited, and many customers are complaining!”

“I'm afraid it's not possible right now. You've seen my farm, Sister Yan. It's only so big, and cultivating these vegetables is quite tricky.” Zhang Xiaoloong smiled apologetically. “Let's do this: once the road is repaired, besides the current selection, I'll also bring in higher-quality vegetables. But those will still be limited, so for those unavailable, I'll supplement with the next best option. At least it's better than standard vegetables.”

Hong Yan recognized the constraints and agreed to these terms.

Afterward, Chen Yaru and Hong Yan chatted cheerfully, while Zhang Xiaoloong headed to the private room Wang Zongming had mentioned.

“Come, come, my friend. I've heard the vegetables here are top-notch. It’s my lucky day to have managed to order this plate. Let's taste it and see how good it is,” Wang Zongming warmly greeted Zhang Xiaoloong upon his arrival.

After some small talk, Zhang Xiaoloong asked, “It wasn't clear over the phone. Why did you want to see me, Brother Wang?”

“Let's eat first.” Wang Zongming took a bite and, impressed, called out, “Waiter, are there any more vegetables?”

“Looks like Young Master Ming, you don't know Jinshi's customs.” Instead of the waiter, a wealthy young man entered. It was Wang Changyu, whom Zhang Xiaoloong had known before. “The vegetables are a specialty here. Even now, there won’t be any extra. If there is, it's only one plate per room. Don't expect more.”

“Why are you here? I don't think I invited you, right?” A flash of annoyance crossed Wang Zongming's face, clearly indicating his lack of welcome.

“Tsk tsk, don't be so stingy. Five hundred years ago, we were still family!” Wang Changyu brushed off the comment, confidently sitting down while eyeing Zhang Xiaoloong. “Oh, how strange. Isn't this that little farmer? So even a farmer can afford Jinshi's food now?”

Zhang Xiaoloong calmly replied, “Without a farmer, you wouldn't be able to taste Jinshi's best food.”

“Wang Changyu, this is my friend. I invited him here. Whether he can afford it or not isn't your concern,” Wang Zongming replied, immediately disapproving of Wang's mockery. “Please leave now before I drop the word ‘please.'”

Wang Changyu then stood up, heading for the door while laughing as if watching a comedy. “If your expert is him, you might as well surrender now!”