Chapter 25: Strange and Unusual

  "Come on, hurry up..." David urged.

  Zeng Ling hastily grabbed Huamu Qing's hand and fled the scene.

  "Women, what's wrong with them." After the two left, David turned around in disgust and walked into his male servants, "Nonsense, completely brainless, forget what they said, evil!"

  With a wave of his hand, David walked back to the male models and adjusted their slightly disheveled clothes, muttering to himself, "The belt is tied wrong, it's not suitable."

  Huamu Qin hurriedly stopped Ling Jie, "Ling Jie, wait."

  Zeng Ling turned her head and looked at her, "What's wrong?"

  "Does Madame Gong have only one brother?"

  She also has a younger sister.

  "Ah?" Huamu Qing exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't know Madam had so many brothers and sisters!"

  "That way..." Zeng Ling pointed to a villa that was not far away, being isolated. Hua Mu Qing followed her line of sight and said, "The house of Jiang Mei Ting's wife." Actually, it wasn't me who wanted to gossip," Zeng Ling clarified, "Jiang Mei Ting's wife is just like a big dung beetle." Zeng Ling vividly described Jiang Mei Ting's figure.

  "Big beetle?" Through Ling Jie's description and gestures, Huamu Qing could even vividly imagine her plump figure and quivering flesh.

  "Hmm, she and her husband Wang Yongjia live together, he's just a small rascal, just like Wu Dalang." After finishing speaking, Zeng Ling covered her mouth and burst out laughing on the spot, couldn't help it, she really couldn't hold back, as soon as she thought of the image of Dajia Chong matching with Wu Dalang, she wanted to laugh, what a perfect match!

  "Is that all?" Hanaki Haruka stretched out her right hand in a gesture of incredulity.

  "Uh-huh." Laughing so hard that tears almost flowed out, Zeng Ling nodded very affirmatively, then put away her smile and seriously advised, "But to be honest, a beauty like you should probably keep a distance from there."

  "Why?" Hanaki asked out of her own doubts.

  "Don't ask anything, I have to take the champagne to Wei Shao, otherwise he'll get angry." Zeng Ling said helplessly, "Can you imagine? The look on his face when Comrade gets angry..." Zeng Ling vividly made a flower hand gesture, swinging her hips back and forth, completely like a spoiled brat.

  Then, facing Huamu Qing, he instructed, "You wait here for now, play by yourself for a bit, I'll be right back." He then turned his head and walked away.

  Looking at Zeng Ling's departing back, Hua Mu Qing said gloomily, "What's fun about this place?" A flash of inspiration, Hua Mu Qing looked towards the villa where Jiang Mei Ting was supposed to be, "Why shouldn't I get close to that place?" As the saying goes, curiosity can kill a cat. Since Ling sister ordered her not to approach there, she would deliberately go, her temperament was like that, don't provoke her curiosity.

  Among the blooming flowers and trees, she crept quietly with her hands and feet, slowly approaching the front of the villa surrounded by lush plants. She stretched out her body, extended her nose, and looked up.

  This scene happened to be seen by a passing man, who, due to his short stature and the fact that Hanaki was stretching her body, could see her buttocks from afar.

  The man glanced around cautiously, and after making sure no one was watching, he looked at Huā Mù Qíng with a smug and flirtatious gaze. He covered his mouth to stifle a laugh, "This is super lucky!" Who would have thought that today would be so great? It's clear that heaven is on his side, who let that annoying woman be so unlikable anyway.

  "The phone..." The man took out his phone, pressed the camera button, and quietly approached Huamu Qing's back, crouched down, aimed at Huamu Qing's buttocks, and after confirming that no one was around, pressed the 'OK' button.

  Huā mù qíng shēn cháng bó zǐ, xǔ jiǔ jiàn bú dào bié shù lǐ miàn de rén yǐng, méi bàn fǎ róu píng tā de hǎo qí xīn, sōu xún wú guǒ de tā zhèng yào fàng xià jiǎo gēn, tuì xià shí, nǎ zhī hòu miàn yǒu rén, jiù zhè yàng zhuàng shàng hòu rén, liǎng rén yī qián yī hòu de dào zài cǎo píng shàng.

  "Ah...ah...!" The man's anguished voice rang out, and Hanaki Haruka, seeing the situation, hastily stood up from the lawn, brushing off the grass clippings stuck to her pants.

  "You're not much better yourself!" The man rubbed his injured back and also stood up from the lawn.

  Hanaki's line of sight followed the man's movements, and after he stood up, Hanaki compared the height of the man in front of him to what Zeng Ling had said - "the height of a small rogue, Wu Dalang" nickname owner - Wang Yongjia!

  "Hua Mu Qing exclaimed, 'It really doesn't have a high wave head!'"

  Wang Yongjia didn't get angry or annoyed at Huamu Qing's words, and with a very self-aware tone said, "This kind of thing belongs to the Thai tsunami, it's just a bit miniaturized." While explaining, he kept smiling foolishly at Huamu Qing.

  On the contrary, she couldn't accept it, didn't expect there would be a man of this height... shorter than her neck.

  "But if it were an American breed..." Wang Yongjia picked up the phone again and looked at it, his voice immediately rising, with excitement hidden in his words, "Oh... tornado!" He exclaimed, still, this chick's butt is shaped, beautiful!

  "What's wrong?" Seeing Wang Yongjia's strange attitude and thinking back to his sudden appearance behind her just now, she must have had a problem with her phone.

  Hanaki Haruka stood up straight, stretched out her long arm, snatched the phone from Wang Yongjia's hand, took a look, and indeed it was her own butt. Hanaki Haruka covered her mouth, shocked, familiar clothes edge, familiar pants, this was clearly hers... unbelievable, "My... my... butt."

  There was wariness in Wang Yongjia's eyes.

  "That's right." Wang Yongjia also didn't deny it, taking advantage of Huamu Qing being in a state of shock, he grasped her hand along with his phone and said with a sly smile, "Little beauty, do you know? You're just my type. Your skin is white, your face is tender, your eyes are shining... perfect, perfect, perfect..."

  In the end, he burst out laughing, as if Huamu Qing was already a fish on his chopping board, meat on his cutting board.

  Huā Mù Qíng hastily dodged as Wáng Yǒng Jiā approached her, but unfortunately, her hand was grasped and she couldn't break free. Although the man's height was only that of a small wave, men are still stronger than women in terms of physical strength.

  Moreover, he is nominally her master, and she can't do anything to him. What if she offends him, offends Mrs. Jiang Meiting, and then offends Jiang Meiwan? How will she spend her future days? She still needs to stay here to gather material!

  Just as Huamu was racking her brains for a solution, a woman walked over from a short distance away.

  The woman wore a large red nightgown, her flaxen hair tied back with a headband, and the fat on her body jiggled with each step she took.

  She glared furiously at the two people who were entwined on the lawn.