“Pan Wei is in Longhai, right? If we get in touch with him, we can get first-hand information.”
“Yeah, I’ll reach out to him. He should be more than happy to deal with Yu Xiaoduo.” Tang Qing chuckled. Just by raising the call to go after Yu Xiaoduo, he figured a lot of people would be willing to lend a hand—that guy had rubbed quite a few people the wrong way in the past.
Tang Hong stood up and cracked his neck, saying dismissively, “Without Auntie backing him up, Yu Xiaoduo can’t stir up much of a storm. But even the smallest ripples have to be squashed.”
“Exactly. An outsider trying to get above us? We’ll crush him.” With that, he grabbed the tennis racket and swung it hard a couple of times just to vent.
“How about we invite the other two out for dinner tonight and see where they stand?”
Tang Qing tossed a tennis ball up and slammed it into the distance. “What’s there to figure out? They’ve all been pushed around by Yu Xiaoduo too. Of course they’ll want to teach him a lesson. If he’d just kept his word in the first place, we wouldn’t have gotten an earful from the elders.”
Tang Hong nodded silently. After all, Yu Xiaoduo was the one who broke his promise first. Everyone had probably been waiting for him to slip up for way too long—he finally couldn’t resist showing his face.
If Yu Xiaoduo knew what they were saying, he’d definitely curse them out. I was just sitting nearby minding my own business—how is that bothering you? You’re just looking for an excuse to get back at me.
But in the eyes of Tang Hong and the others, Gu Wan’er’s skills all came from Yu Xiaoduo’s teaching. They had no idea it was actually Yu Xiaoduo himself pulling the strings. After all, who would ever think of something so absurd?
As the sky gradually darkened, Gu Wan’er, who had just finished dinner, lay on the sofa eating fruit. Honestly, Yu Xiaoduo’s mom cooked way too well—no wonder Yu Xiaoduo was such a good cook himself.
Her phone rang, and she saw it was Fatty calling. She’d almost forgotten she was supposed to help him tonight.
“Brother Yu, meet me at the basketball court downstairs.”
“Got it.”
After hanging up, Gu Wan’er smiled and said, “I’m going down for a walk.”
“I’ll come along too.” Yu Taiduo also stood up with a grin.
From the kitchen, Tang Ling turned her head and shot the father-son duo a suspicious look, as if asking, Are you two up to something?
The two took the elevator down, and Yu Taiduo reminded her, “I’m heading out to play chess outside. Don’t tell your mom.”
Watching Yu Xiaoduo’s dad act so nervous, Gu Wan’er found it pretty amusing. If only her own dad were like that.
“Don’t worry, Dad. Lips are sealed.”
“Rascal.” He pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Gu Wan’er, who took it with a smile. Who knew Yu Xiaoduo’s dad was such a character?
Gu Wan’er had no choice but to take a puff—only she inhaled too hard and ended up choking.
Seeing his “son” cough until tears came out, Yu Taiduo was speechless. “Alright, I’m off.”
“Cough, cough—okay.” Gu Wan’er leaned against the wall, waved, and watched Yu Taiduo walk away before quickly putting out the cigarette.
A while later, Gu Wan’er arrived at the community basketball court and immediately spotted the heavily built Zhao Liang.
Zhao Liang walked over seriously and said, “Brother Yu, this is about my happiness. You can’t mess with me like you do in games.”
“Relax. Your happiness is my happiness.”
“Huh?”
“I mean, your happiness is in good hands.” Gu Wan’er chuckled. This was Yu Xiaoduo’s signature laugh, and she’d pretty much nailed it—it felt so cheeky.
Just then, a tall, graceful figure approached from the distance, holding the hand of a four- or five-year-old boy. The boy was holding a leash attached to a little white Bichon Frise.
Zhao Liang quickly pulled Yu Xiaoduo into hiding. “Here she comes, here she comes. That’s her.”
“Not bad taste.” Gu Wan’er murmured. The woman was wearing a pale yellow dress, her long hair pinned up at the back, giving her a gentle, elegant vibe. She wasn’t a knockout, but definitely attractive, with a great figure. The boy beside her seemed well-behaved too.
“Brother Yu, you’ve seen her before. Back then you even said you wanted to go after her, but the moment you found out she had a kid, you changed your tune.”
Gu Wan’er clicked her tongue inwardly. Even a fine mature woman like this and he passes? And she comes with a ready-made son? As expected, Fatty’s got the eye.
Looking around, she noticed many men were stealing glances at her, especially the middle-aged ones—their eyes were practically glued to her.
“Brother Yu, don’t just stand there. How do I make a move?” Zhao Liang asked anxiously.
Gu Wan’er squinted slightly. From what Yu Xiaoduo had mentioned, this woman was a single mom and a corporate executive. She figured someone like that would have her guard up, not like some young girl who’d be easy to approach. A hasty move wouldn’t work.
So she shifted her focus to the boy beside her. “Fatty, to be honest, I don’t think tonight’s the night to strike.”
“Why not?”
“No matter what angle you take, it’s too rash. I’d suggest starting with the kid, and then winning the mother’s heart.”
Zhao Liang slapped Gu Wan’er’s arm excitedly. “Whoa, Brother Yu, you’re a genius. No wonder you managed to win over Boss Gu in such a short time.”
Gu Wan’er scoffed inwardly. Him? Chase girls? He’d just piss them off.
“So how do I get close to the kid? Buy him toys?”
“Then you’re practically screaming that you’re approaching him through the kid. You think his mom’s an idiot?”
“Then what do I do?”
“Go to the pet market tomorrow and buy a dog.”
Zhao Liang’s eyes lit up. “Brother Yu, that’s a great move. I’ll get a fierce one—how about a Doberman? I like those.”
Gu Wan’er smacked him on the back. “Are you crazy? You want to scare the mom and son to death? Look at that little boy—he’s so gentle with the dog. Go buy the same breed, come walk it at the same time tomorrow, and then start chatting with the kid.”
“Chat with the kid?” Zhao Liang was confused. I’m trying to get with his mom.
“Look, a woman without a man only cares about her child. If you want to be her man, you first have to win over her son. If the son likes you, your chances double.”
Zhao Liang stared at Gu Wan’er in amazement. “Brother Yu, have you been fantasizing about this a thousand times? If Boss Gu hadn’t shown up, would you have made your move already?”
“When you’ve watched three hundred romance movies, it’s really no big deal.” Gu Wan’er sighed dramatically, striking the pose of a love guru.
Zhao Liang cupped his hands in admiration. “Brother Yu, I bow to you.”
“Easy peasy.”
If Zhao Liang had ever doubted that Yu Xiaoduo had changed, he had no doubts now.
“By the way, see how that Bichon pees? Definitely a male. You’d better get a female tomorrow—a female in heat would be even better.”
Zhao Liang looked at Gu Wan’er in disbelief and gave her a big thumbs up. “Brother Yu, if I actually pull this off, I’ll give you a fat red envelope when the time comes.”
Gu Wan’er smiled and added, “You should also lose some weight—it’ll improve your odds.”
“Alright, got any good advice for that?”
Losing weight was something Gu Wan’er had experience with. She said seriously, “Milk and an egg for breakfast, an apple for lunch, and cucumber in the afternoon.”
“Oh, and should I have those after meals or before?”
Gu Wan’er: “…”
