yournovel Chapter 390? What exactly happened?
Chapter 390? What exactly happened?
Chapter 390? What exactly happened?
Aunt Hong's question had just ended.
She was taken aback at first, then suddenly slapped her forehead, as if she had suddenly understood, and a look of sudden realization appeared on her face.
"Oh, I remember now!" Aunt Hong quickly said to her mother-in-law, "When we were chatting last time, didn't Wang Shuji say that he wanted your son-in-law to be on the show? Judging from this situation, he must be here for that, right?"
The mother-in-law replied with a smile, "That's right, Rong happened to be free this weekend, so she came over to play together."
Aunt Hong slammed the door shut behind her, her gaze immediately falling on Yu Huan, who was slowly standing up.
Her eyes were full of curiosity as she carefully examined the tall and handsome young man, exclaiming repeatedly, "Hey, no wonder! I was wondering where this spirited and handsome young man came from! It turns out he's your son-in-law, Sister Fang."
Yu Huan smiled slightly, a warm smile playing on her lips, and greeted her politely, "Hello, Aunt Hong."
Aunt Hong nodded with a beaming smile, her eyes practically overflowing with joy: "Oh! Hello, your name is Yu Huan, right?"
"Aunt Hong, you can just call me Xiao Yu." Yu Huan nodded slightly, her smile still gentle.
After exchanging pleasantries, he leisurely sat down again, grasped the cup handle, brought the rim of the cup to his lips, and took a sip of tea.
"Little Yu, I've heard quite a bit about you," Aunt Hong said with a smile, squeezing into the sofa and sitting down.
She stood close to her mother-in-law, gave her a thumbs-up, and exclaimed, "Excellent!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan hurriedly put down her teacup, a humble smile on her face, and said, "Aunt Hong, you flatter me."
The mother-in-law chuckled and picked up the conversation, saying, "Hongmeizi, we were just praising your son for being so capable."
"Really? She just brought me here—pshaw! What's so great about her? She's been an immature brat since she was little." Aunt Hong said this, but her chin was slightly raised.
As soon as he finished speaking, he jokingly asked Wang Han, "Secretary Wang, have you finished talking with Xiao Yu? I hope I haven't bothered you."
Wang Han was sipping his tea when he heard the noise. He put down his cup and teased, "The important business is over, but the trivial matters are just beginning. Your arrival will only make things more lively. How could I possibly disturb you?"
Aunt Hong took off her crossbody bag, turned around and placed it on the back of the sofa. She adjusted her posture slightly and said with a smile, "Wang Shuji! You Rong and Xiao Yu are both here. I would feel like I missed out if I hadn't joined in the fun."
Lin Yourong leaned forward slightly, her gaze falling on Aunt Hong, and asked curiously, "Aunt Hong, what did Sister Ru do after she brought you here?"
"I'm not really sure either. It was sunny today, so she took Weiwei and Yujia out to play, right? She said she was going to buy clothes for Weiwei." Aunt Hong's eyes held a hint of speculation, then she smiled and said, "What are you and Xiaoyu planning to do this afternoon? You can join them! It'll be more fun with more people."
Lin Yourong hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone from her pocket and said softly, "Then I'll make a call and ask."
Yu Huan smiled slightly as he sipped his tea and quietly watched his wife.
Lin Yourong dialed the phone, exchanged a few words, put the phone down from her ear, looked up at him and said, "Honey, I've already talked to Sister Ru, and we're going to Orange Isle together."
Aunt Hong quickly chimed in, "Great! Young people should go out more and not stay cooped up at home all the time. On such a sunny day, they should go out and explore."
Yu Huan scrutinized Lin Yourong's delicate features, visible beneath her hat brim and mask, and noticed her gaze shift slightly towards the entrance, as if she were giving a meaningful look...
After a moment's thought, he immediately understood and stood up.
My gaze inadvertently drifted to the wall clock, and I saw that the hands were about to reach the 1:20 mark.
Then, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "It's almost 1:30. Uncle Wang, Aunt Hong, you're about to start playing cards, so Rongrong and I will have to excuse ourselves."
The voice just fell.
The mother-in-law smiled and added, "Old Lin will be coming over tonight; please join us for dinner—"
"That's fine!" Wang Han leaned forward slightly, chewing betel nut, and said to Yu Huan in a friendly tone, "Xiao Yu, let's talk again tonight!"
As Yu Huan put on her mask, she nodded without hesitation and replied, "Okay, Uncle Wang, we'll talk again tonight."
After the couple left, Yu Huan gently closed the door behind them.
He followed closely behind Lin Yourong downstairs, his continuous footsteps echoing in the corridor, blending into the clamor emanating from the card and chess room on the first floor.
Lin Yourong was walking up the wooden steps when she suddenly paused slightly.
She turned her head, raised her chin, looked into Yu Huan's eyes, and whispered, "Honey, Wang Han loves chewing betel nuts too much. I've never seen him stop. The whole room smells of betel nuts."
Yu Huan smiled and replied, "Maybe it's because he grew up in Tancheng. People there really chew betel nuts a lot. I also thought the smell was unpleasant, and I was just about to turn on the exhaust fan when you called me to leave."
Lin Yourong gave a soft "hmm" sound through her nose, then turned around and continued walking downhill.
The young couple kept walking until they reached the doorway.
The sunlight seemed to grow even brighter, and a gentle breeze carried wisps of fresh air.
Yu Huan lowered her head, glanced at the smooth bluestone path under her feet, and took Lin Yourong's small hand as they strolled out.
With a broad smile in his voice, he asked, "Honey, shall we drive or walk?"
"Let's walk. We don't have anything else to do this afternoon anyway, and we can take Sister Ru's car on the way back." Lin Yourong narrowed her eyes slightly, tilted her long swan neck back, and felt the gentle breeze caressing her neck.
"Okay, then I'll listen to you."
Lin Yourong lowered her head and softly replied, "Yes, just taking a walk."
They continued along the path they had come from, their pace neither hurried nor slow.
The two walked in perfect unison through the bustling wholesale market for small commodities. Instead of going under the overpass, they followed the sun-drenched sidewalk toward the bridge.
These days, there aren't many pedestrians on the bridge leading directly to Orange Isle; the pedestrian walkways are also quite narrow.
The two stood shoulder to shoulder, with electric scooters occasionally speeding past them.
Yu Huan shielded Lin Yourong on the inside and gazed at the distant Yuelu Mountains. The rolling mountains, illuminated by the sunlight, resembled a richly colored landscape painting.
His voice held a hint of curiosity as he suddenly broke the silence: "Honey, what was Sister Ru planning to do when you called her? She's not already waiting for us at Orange Isle, is she?"
"No, not at all." Lin Yourong gently shook her head.
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan smiled and said, "If we're not in a hurry, then let's take our time."
"Sister Ru said she's going to Hepingtang to buy some clothes for Wang Weiwei." Lin Yourong thought for a moment and continued softly, "She should call me when she gets to Orange Isle."
"Hmm." Yu Huan turned her head and looked down at the shimmering, wide river surface, and suddenly exclaimed, "It feels so pleasant to be on the bridge, I feel exceptionally relaxed."
Lin Yourong looked towards Orange Isle, which was still shaded by green trees even in winter.
Although they were far apart, the lush green lawns were still faintly visible, like a soft green velvet carpet.
She said slowly, "It's been a long time since I've been out for a relaxing stroll like this. When we get to Orange Isle, we can find a lawn to sit on and soak up the sun." "Sure, whatever you say, my dear wife," Yu Huan replied without hesitation.
Lin Yourong squeezed Yu Huan's broad hand a little harder and said reproachfully, "You, you smooth-talking fellow."
Yu Huan interlocked her fingers with his own and chuckled.
We've covered a short distance.
Yu Huan sighed and said with some regret, "It's a pity that Ji Meng isn't here, otherwise we could have added some more photos to the wall."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong was slightly taken aback, then chuckled softly.
She tilted her head slightly, glancing at Yu Huan with a smile in her eyes, and said with a hint of teasing, "Most importantly, she took our photos for free, right? I know you too well!"
Yu Huan gently squeezed Lin Yourong's soft hand and said with a smile, "As expected of my wife, you actually saw through me."
Lin Yourong smiled gently with pleasure. Just as she was enjoying this leisurely moment, her cell phone in her right trouser pocket suddenly vibrated and rang with the classic fruit ringtone.
She quickly took out her phone, her eyes landing on the screen.
Seeing that it was Sister Ru calling, he deftly swiped his thumb across the answer button, then held the phone to his ear:
"Hey, Sister Ru..."
"Have you finished buying clothes? We're walking on the bridge..."
"Okay, I'll contact you when I arrive."
After a short conversation, Yu Huan saw that she had hung up the phone, so she smiled and casually asked, "What's the situation on Sister Ru's end?"
Lin Yourong lowered her head slightly and glanced at her phone screen.
After confirming that the screen was locked, she put it back in her pocket and replied softly, "She said she finished buying clothes and was just about to come over."
"Oh." Yu Huan nodded slightly.
The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.
As they walked at their unhurried pace, Orange Isle drew ever closer.
Standing on the bridge and looking down, the lush green trees, verdant lawns, and small groups of people on the island are clearly visible.
Suddenly, Lin Yourong's cell phone vibrated again in her pocket, and a light and lively fruit-themed ringtone played softly, sounding particularly crisp in the wind.
A smile crept across Yu Huan's lips beneath her mask as she casually remarked, "It must be Sister Ru who called after she arrived, right?"
Lin Yourong glanced at the screen, nodded slightly and said "Mm," then answered the phone.
She held the phone to her ear and asked, "Hello, Sister Ru, have you arrived yet?"
Their hands were clasped together, swaying slightly with each step they took.
Yu Huan keenly noticed that Lin Yourong's pace gradually slowed down, and the hands that were already clasped were unconsciously gripped even tighter.
Lin Yourong listened intently to the words coming from the other end of the phone, her expression gradually becoming serious.
Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks, her eyes filled with surprise, her voice rising involuntarily: "Huh? What happened?"
Yu Huan also stopped walking.
Remembering that his wife wasn't one to be easily startled, he couldn't help but frown and turn his head to look at Lin Yourong's profile.
The surprise in her eyes, in particular, stirred a sense of worry within him.
"Okay, the parking lot under the bridge, right? We'll be right there." Lin Yourong nodded repeatedly as she listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, then put down her phone.
Yu Huan didn't rashly say anything to cause trouble; she simply stood quietly to the side.
Only after she ended the call did she hurriedly ask, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Lin Yourong slowly raised her head, her eyes somewhat unfocused, as if she was still processing the information she had received from the phone call.
After a while.
She then turned her gaze to Yu Huan, frowning as she said, "When Sister Ru was parking at Orange Isle, she accidentally scratched someone else's car, but fortunately, no one was injured."
Although her voice was somewhat low, every word carried a hint of worry—
But upon hearing this, Yu Huan's tense nerves immediately relaxed, and she breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Hey! I thought something serious had happened. What exactly is it? Is it serious?"
Lin Yourong hurriedly pulled Yu Huan along, taking two steps at a time.
As she walked, she muttered to herself, "It scratched a Rolls-Royce, and it looks like I dented the door."
"Huh?" Yu Huan's eyes widened instantly, looking completely bewildered.
He followed closely behind Lin Yourong, walking hurriedly. After pondering for a moment, he shook his head helplessly.
Yu Huan's tone was somewhat teasing, trying to ease the tense atmosphere: "This is really... Most people would want to stay far away from luxury cars worth millions on the road, they would avoid them, but Sister Ru is different, she just sidled up to them."
Hearing the teasing remark, Lin Yourong couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Then, with some concern for Sister Ru, she said, "I wonder how much money we'll have to pay... But thankfully, she's alright. Money, after all, is just an external thing."
Yu Huan gently squeezed her hand: "Sister Ru must have bought car insurance. If it's just a scratch, unless the other party's car is a Phantom, there shouldn't be any major problems."
“Now that I hear what you’ve said, it seems to make sense. We can go through the insurance claim process,” Lin Yourong nodded thoughtfully, her tone becoming more relaxed. “When Sister Ru called, she was sighing and complaining, so I didn’t have time to think about it in detail.”
"Anyone would panic in this kind of unexpected situation, let alone when it's a luxury car on the other side. Hmm, let's go over and see what's going on."
They hurried off the bridge, and Yu Huan turned her head and looked around, searching for the scene of the incident.
Beneath the bridge lies a vast open-air parking lot.
Even though it's not as crowded with tourists as it will be ten years from now, the parking lot looked packed with cars because it was the weekend and the weather was nice.
Watching a spectacle is in our nature, especially when it's something as rare as scratching a Rolls-Royce.
Wherever people gather, that's where the accident scene is likely to be.
(End of this chapter)