Chapter 112: Countless Rivals in Love, and Now There's Fatty Among Them
Tonight, Ren Qian gave all the singers a few hours off as a way to relax before tomorrow’s recording. Judging by the rehearsals over the past few days, their performances on stage were bound to be excellent.
Since that was the case, Ren Qian knew he couldn’t have his cake and eat it too; balancing work and rest was the only way to go. If anyone got exhausted, it would be a huge loss for the production team.
So, after a brief word of instruction, he asked his private driver to take him home.
He had already called Wen Run in advance to explain, so the nurse was waiting eagerly with dinner already prepared.
“It’s been a few days. Have you missed your brother’s expert fortune-telling skills?” Ren Qian teased.
The nurse blushed deeply at his words.
Every time she thought of fortune-telling, she remembered Ren Qian’s mischievous hands. When he first wished to try bone-reading fortune-telling, she had made considerable sacrifices. Yet, instead of gratitude, Ren Qian often used it to tease her, frequently saying shameless things.
“Stop it! Let’s eat! Let’s eat!” she scolded.
Ren Qian clicked his tongue meaningfully. Seeing the nurse’s childlike coyness confirmed that his recent advances had already broken her defenses—it was only a thin veil away from being completely lifted.
The word “lift” alone was enough to stir the imagination.
Unaware of Ren Qian’s sly intentions, the nurse busied herself with setting the table, determined to serve him a sumptuous dinner.
“I’ll help you…” she offered.
In truth, there weren’t many dishes—just the two of them being sweetly affectionate and romantic. Once everything was ready, Wen Run took off her apron, letting down her long hair, a cascade of black silk that entwined Ren Qian’s wandering heart.
“Long ago, when a poor scholar and a wealthy lady fell in love but were forbidden to be together, the couple would prove their true love through a method both romantic and thrilling. I think our love doesn’t need extravagance—simple, sweet, and warm is enough. Don’t you think? We could use that method too…”
Ren Qian tapped the table, producing a crisp, rhythmic sound to catch the nurse’s attention.
“I also think there’s no need for extravagance. If there’s a simple way to witness our love, then of course, I’m all for it,” she replied, cheeks flushed with a charming smile, her shallow dimples adding to her allure. Then she added,
“If it’s possible, let’s go for it—”
“Of course it’s possible, and we’ll receive blessings from many people, a whole crowd wishing us well!” Ren Qian answered confidently. This wasn’t empty boasting; the results really were like that.
“What method?”
“Marriage by pregnancy.”
The nurse was speechless.
Truly, one can’t expect pearls to fall from a dog’s mouth—his mind was constantly occupied with such unspeakable schemes.
“Forget it. I suppose you wouldn’t sacrifice even a little for scientific research. I’m willing to sacrifice my descendants; can’t you learn a bit from me? Learn my selflessness, my lofty righteousness.”
“Get lost. If you don’t quiet down, I’ll make you squat in the corner with a bowl.”
“...”
“Can I read a fortune tonight? I feel like I’m on the verge of a breakthrough and desperately need some practice. Let me have one last shot.”
“Get lost, you brat!”
“Ah… I wrote a new song. Want to hear it?”
The quiet living room filled with the sound of keys being pressed, followed by a melodious prelude drifting softly throughout the space.
“There’s so much I want to say but haven’t yet…
I’ve saved it all to write a song—
To sing softly,
To remember gently…”
“Wow, that’s wonderful! You’ve improved again, Brother Qian!”
The nurse’s big eyes widened as she smiled, pressing her lips together before showering Ren Qian with playful kisses, utterly childlike.
“Stop it. I’ve always been like this. If you want to take advantage of me, just say so!”
Ren Qian’s feigned innocence masked his grin.
Feeling the cold touch on her face, Wen Run found it strangely exhilarating.
“Maybe all my tiny thoughts throughout life—
Have miraculously gathered into a river—
And then we each hold one end,
Watching the river wind and bend...”
After some sweet moments, the nurse nestled quietly in Ren Qian’s arms, listening to the song like an elegant kitten, allowing Ren Qian to stroke her freely without resistance.
Should I try fortune-telling again…?
Yes!
No, wait…
Ren Qian hesitated; he feared that if his hand wandered there, the nurse would immediately snap awake and kick him away, leaving him with no chance to touch her smooth thighs.
But merely touching the legs wasn’t enough.
Human nature is base—once given an inch, one takes a mile.
After some daydreaming, Ren Qian finally dared to place his eager hand on her softness.
Sigh, it was just a gentle touch on her rear.
“Today I ran into my love rival!”
The nurse suddenly sprang up from Ren Qian’s embrace, her expression serious after a couple of squeezes.
“You have plenty of rivals. There are at least ten million women in the empire who want to marry me. Every time I post on Weibo, there are girls sending me messages like: ‘Same hotel, same room. Brother Qian, I want to have your child.’ ‘Brother Qian, don’t speak, just kiss me.’”
“That’s not it! I met a formidable rival today! Have you heard of Fatty Xu?”
“Fatty Xu? The girl three times my size? Last time she stopped me on the street, glaring and saying, ‘Your girlfriend has a great chest… Want to fool around in bed? I can too…’ I thought I was about to be assaulted.”
“Ah! I fought Fatty Xu today! This heroine lost a hundred pounds in just over four months. Now she’s slim and agile, almost on par with me! Let me show you her picture…”
The nurse, flushed with anger, rushed into the room and returned with a photo for Ren Qian.
The picture showed a stunning beauty with captivating curves. But no matter how you looked at it, this was hardly the Fatty Xu he remembered.
“You’re telling me this is Fatty Xu? That’s not funny at all.”
Ren Qian rolled his eyes. This woman was nothing like the Fatty Xu he knew.
“She really is Fatty Xu. But that’s not the point. What matters is she’s also my father’s illegitimate daughter. We got into a fight on the campus today, which alerted both my father and her mother… Then, in a ridiculous twist, we recognized each other. Now she’s staying with Aunt Feifei.”
Ren Qian’s worldview shattered with a snap. How many illegitimate daughters had his convenient father spawned? His romantic history was dazzling indeed!
It seemed his father had foreseen this years ago, quietly setting traps and waiting for Ren Qian to fall into them—Wen Run was one, Fatty Xu was another.
Well, after losing weight, Fatty Xu seemed quite charming, and with her fiery personality, a wild side in bed wasn’t impossible…
“What are you daydreaming about?!”