Chapter 124 - 98: Please Respect My First Kiss
"...Alright."
"Good night."
He turned off the light and held Xiao Wanqing a little tighter. Cuddling a soft girl in his arms was indeed conducive to sleep.
However, neither of them could fall asleep. They both felt like something was missing, their hearts restless.
"Su Ran."
"Zzzzz..."
SMACK.
She slapped him hard for pretending to be asleep.
"I’m going to ask you something, and I want you to answer me honestly. Got it?"
"Ask away."
"Do you like me? Don’t hesitate. Quick answer."
"I do!"
"Don’t explain. That’s enough. I’m giving you my first kiss tonight!"
With that, she closed her eyes and kissed him.
’DING! "Learning without thought is labor lost; thought without learning is perilous." Congratulations, Host, on your diligent study of the ’Shanghai’ language. Keep it up!’
’Note: Utilizing ’Tongue Combat Power’ to explore the mysteries of language will allow for a deeper understanding of the art of dialect.’
’Note: Utilizing ’Vibrant Colors and Fragrance’ to explore the black hole of language will allow you to master its essence.’
Su Ran burst out laughing, ruining the kiss. ’This system is such a troll,’ he thought.
Xiao Wanqing was not happy. ’This is my damn first kiss, and he’s laughing? What’s that supposed to mean? Is he trying to insult me?’
"Su Ran, you dare laugh again, and I’ll scream. We’ll see if my dad doesn’t chop you to pieces tonight."
"Sorry, my fault."
"Less talk, more focus."
With that, she brushed her hair back and kissed him again, her fingers intertwined with his. ’Kisses only, nothing more!’ she resolved.
In the morning, a gentle warmth settled on Su Ran’s face. It felt like sunlight, but... no, not *like* sunlight. This was real.
"You liar! Taking advantage of me while I was asleep, huh? Get off."
Xiao Wanqing pushed Su Ran away, clutching her pajamas. She grabbed Su Ran’s half-washed clothes from a chair and went out to wash up. Her parents had work and had already left this morning.
HUFF—
Su Ran took a deep breath of fresh air. He’d almost suffocated.
’She was the one holding me so tight, and now she won’t admit it after waking up?’ he fumed inwardly.
But... honestly, the corners of his mouth still carried a milky fragrance.
It was different from Sister Jinyu’s scent.
Su Ran got up and went to the bathroom too. The two of them stood before the mirror, gargling in perfect sync.
GURGLE GURGLE... PFFT... BRUSH BRUSH BRUSH...
"Hiss..."
Xiao Wanqing braced her hands on the sink, clutching her chest.
Su Ran asked, "What’s wrong?"
Xiao Wanqing smacked him irritably. "What do you think? It’s your handiwork. You bit me, and it hurts."
"Uh... Should I rub some medicinal wine on it for you?"
"You..."
Xiao Wanqing raised a fist as if to hit him, both exasperated and amused. "Ugh, let’s not talk about it. It’s over, okay?"
After drying their clothes, they got dressed and went out to a breakfast shop for a basket of crab roe soup dumplings.
Xiao Wanqing watched Su Ran wolf down the dumplings, a sweet smile on her face. Girls often yearn for this kind of simple, ordinary life: ’go home together, sleep together, wake up together, have breakfast together.’ Of course, the prerequisite was ’financial freedom, not being burdened by money.’ Otherwise, it just becomes ’survival!’
"Is it good?"
"Delicious. This is my first time having crab roe dumplings. Let’s go, time to buy a yacht!"
He paid by scanning the code and walked out of the breakfast shop on his own.
Xiao Wanqing: ...
’Sigh, that’s just how he is.’
They hailed a taxi and went to a private yacht company by the sea. It was a branch of a yacht manufacturer from the United States.
In private, Xiao Wanqing could call the shots and make Su Ran listen to her.
But out here, in the world of the rich, she just had to stay quietly by Su Ran’s side and be a docile little bunny, watching the wealthy splurge on their big toys.
For ordinary people, it’s a dream. For the rich, it’s a toy.
The former struggle for their dreams. The latter realize them for their enjoyment.
Buying a yacht isn’t like buying a car, where you might have different prices in the same class but choose the one with the best value.
Buying a yacht is different. It draws a clear line between Levels of wealth. With different degrees of luxury come different prices—the more expensive, the better!
Su Ran explained his needs to the salesperson: for around five or six people, a few extra rooms, a bit more space, plenty of entertainment facilities, and a price not to exceed 130 million. The prices were all public, so by stating his budget, the salesperson could find a suitable yacht more easily.
million?
That was all the money Su Ran had, so of course, he couldn’t go over.
Xiao Wanqing, however, was completely stunned. She grabbed Su Ran and asked, "You have that much money?"
"Want me to give you a hundred million?"
"Pervert."
"??? Sister Wanqing, your mind is in the gutter."
"My mind is in the gutter? I know you. This isn’t the first time you’ve acted like a pervert with a completely straight face."
"Let’s go, time to see the yachts."
Su Ran and Xiao Wanqing put on their sunglasses, walked out of the main hall, and followed the salesperson toward the seaside facility.
As a Shanghainese native, Xiao Wanqing had been out on yachts many times before. But going out on Su Ran’s yacht in the future would be a completely different feeling. She quickened her pace to catch up with him, reached out to clasp his hand, and with a CLICK, snapped a photo. She sent it to the group chat, tagging Liu Jinyu: [@Liu Jinyu, your little brother brought me here to show off his wealth. He’s buying a luxury yacht.]
Liu Jinyu: [I don’t care about the yacht. I care about what your hand is doing.]
[What’s holding hands? Su Ran and I slept in the same bed last night.]
Xiao Wanqing recounted the events in a teasing tone. She had learned this from Su Ran; there was no need to be secretive. The more you hide things, the more people think something is off, letting their imaginations run wild, and eventually, relationships break down.
Liu Jinyu was shocked when she first heard ’slept in the same bed.’ But then she heard about ’her parents showing up’ and ’Mr. Xiao standing guard in the living room.’ Realizing they only shared a room due to unavoidable circumstances and that nothing had happened, Liu Jinyu relaxed. After all, they had already bathed together on video call, done spas together, and even given him massages while straddling him. A platonic night’s sleep was practically standard procedure by now. In short, the five of them were gradually changing how they viewed their relationships.
Liu Jinyu: [As long as nothing happened, that’s good. It shows my little brother is well-behaved.]
Pfft—
Xiao Wanqing laughed, the movement pulling at her sore chest.
Liu Jinyu grew wary: [What are you laughing about?]
Xiao Wanqing: [Nothing. Just saying that while *that* didn’t happen, *that* did.]
Liu Jinyu: [Not *that*, but *that*? Which *that* are you talking about?]
Liu Jinyu: [Bite him!]
Pfft—
Xiao Wanqing: [Bite my ass! You think I’m you? Under the circumstances, who could’ve resisted?]
Xiao Wanqing was very direct. Not saying anything would make her a manipulative bitch; by telling them, she was just stating the facts of the situation.
Aina: [Um... Jinyu...]
Liu Jinyu: [Don’t even think about trying to calm me down!]
Aina: [No, I wasn’t going to. I just wanted to say... I also gave my first kiss to Su Ran.]
PFFT—
Liu Jinyu was slain on the spot: [When did you?!]
Aina: [Uh... that night at the guesthouse when you and Su Ran slept together. He carried me back to my room, and I couldn’t resist either.]
Liu Jinyu: [You guys are really my best friends, aren’t you? Making yourselves right at home with my boyfriend.]
Aina, Xiao Wanqing: [We were wrong.]
Liu Jinyu: [Wait! Where’s that little bitch Xie Yiren? Hasn’t she been online? I’m gonna ask her if she gave her first kiss to my little brother too!]
Aina: [I already asked her. She said no, she still has her first kiss.]
Liu Jinyu: [See, Yiren is the good one. From now on, she’s my bestest friend.]
BEEP BEEP BEEP—
Xie Yiren finally came online: [HOLY SHIT! I wanna see the shower livestream too!]
The three of them replied in unison: [You’re too late. That was last night. You’re only saying this now.]
Xie Yiren: [No way! I didn’t see it! Xiao Wanqing, you and Su Ran have to do it again tonight!]
Liu Jinyu: [Xie Yiren is no longer my best friend.]
While they were chatting, Su Ran finished his conversation with the salesperson. He had his eye on a yacht and called out to Xiao Wanqing, "Wanqing, come on board and take a look."
The large private yacht Su Ran had chosen was a Riva. It’s one of the oldest, most legendary, and most expensive brands in the world of yachting, globally recognized as the "Rolls-Royce" of yachts.
And this particular vessel, from its exterior, layout, and interior to its perfect control over every detail, embodied the classic and stunning legacy that Riva has cultivated for over 160 years.
Price: 129 million.
Su Ran: "What do you think?"
Xiao Wanqing was naturally thrilled. On the video call, Liu Jinyu and Aina were also excited. Xie Yiren wasn’t excited, because she had gone offline again.
The more this happened, the more Liu Jinyu felt she really couldn’t handle him. It took all four of them working together to ’seal’ him, or else he’d ’run off’ and be sweet to other girls.
The three women on the call didn’t voice an opinion. Since he was the one spending the money, she felt she had no right to criticize. As long as he liked it, that was enough.
She liked the yacht a lot. Without much more hesitation, after they returned to the main hall, Su Ran spent 130 million to buy it. It wasn’t the most expensive one there—some cost several hundred million—and many of the country’s super-rich owned private yachts.
Spending money is a joyous thing, especially when it’s to fulfill a wish.
After buying the yacht, Su Ran asked the staff to find a cleaning crew to tidy it up and to hire an experienced captain, as he wanted to take it out to sea in a few days.
The salesperson remained quite composed. After all, selling yachts requires a grander perspective than selling luxury cars. Yachts are the toys of the ultra-rich.