The Sky-Supporting Giant Leg

Zhang Yang held the long-legged hot mom in his arms, with Tongtong happily bouncing around beside them. Outside the tent was a vast open field, with endless fruits and vegetables, and sizzling barbecue grills.

For a moment, the evening breeze was intoxicating; who wouldn't love such idyllic rural life?

Before leaving, a clean, slaughtered chicken was brought over, and Zhang Yang handed it to Li Xiaoxuan.

"Let's go back and make some soup."

"Then I'll stew it when I get home tonight, and we can drink it tomorrow morning." Li Xiaoxuan smiled and snuggled closer, "It'll help you nourish yourself."

"Are you kidding me? I don't need to replenish it!" Zhang Yang chuckled, finding Li Xiaoxuan's confidence excessive. "Just be careful not to get swept away by me."

"That's amazing... I don't believe it." Li Xiaoxuan shook her head, but the smile in her eyes betrayed her.

"Trying to provoke me, huh?" Zhang Yang chuckled, embracing the hot new mom in his arms. "Tonight, I'll definitely beat you until you're begging for your daddy."

"No need to wait until tonight, we can do it now." Li Xiaoxuan's lips lightly touched Zhang Yang's earlobe, and she uttered two words softly.

A slight tingling sensation spread through him, and Zhang Yang smiled, pulling her into his arms.

"Let's go back."

Later, night fell.

With Tian Chunqiang personally escorting him, Zhang Yang, along with Li Xiaoxuan and her daughter, got into the car and headed straight for Yinghai City.

On the elevated highway, the city lights twinkled in the distance.

About half an hour later, the surroundings gradually became noisy, and the car had entered the city area.

"She's asleep," Li Xiaoxuan gently coaxed Tongtong from the back seat.

"Kids never get tired of playing; they'll just turn it off whenever they want," Zhang Yang said with a laugh. "Be careful not to let her catch a cold; she's prone to illness after playing like that."

"If you become a father in the future, you will definitely be the best father in the world," Li Xiaoxuan said with a sudden feeling.

"Stop reminding me. I'm not married yet, and even if I were, I don't plan to have children anytime soon." Zhang Yang tilted his head slightly. "You're not really planning to make me Tongtong's dad, are you?"

"It would be a lie to say I don't want to," Li Xiaoxuan said with a smile, "But I don't have that kind of luck."

Inside the carriage, Tongtong's snoring gradually became even, accompanied by Li Xiaoxuan's soft, murmuring hums.

Later that evening, the car stopped downstairs at Li Xiaoxuan's house.

Zhang Yang came downstairs to help carry Tongtong in his arms, and went upstairs with Li Xiaoxuan.

Inside the small room, Li Xiaoxuan gently tucked Tongtong in.

"I'm going to take a shower first." She tiptoed and kissed Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang lay alone in the bedroom, his hands as a pillow.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened, and Li Xiaoxuan, wearing a silk nightgown, walked in gently, exuding a mature and alluring aura.

"Have you been waiting long?" She sat gently on the edge of the bed, her waist and hips perfectly curved beneath her sheer nightgown, outlining a peach-like shape.

Young married women truly have their advantages.

At least for this moment, Zhang Yang extended his hand sincerely.

Li Xiaoxuan turned around and smiled charmingly, casually putting her long hair up in a bun. Then, she showed Zhang Yang her whole self without reservation.

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That night, Zhang Yang slept with the hot mom all night.

He said that making Li Xiaoxuan beg for mercy was no joke; he really made Li Xiaoxuan, who initially looked like a juicer, eventually raise her hands and spread her legs in surrender.

However, the onset of paralysis is rapid, but the recovery is also rapid.

At least early in the morning, as soon as Zhang Yang opened his eyes, he saw Li Xiaoxuan gently stretching her waist and getting up energetically to make breakfast.

Later that evening, Zhang Yang got up and washed up.

In the kitchen, the sound of the range hood mingled with a rich, enticing aroma.

"You're up?" Li Xiaoxuan looked radiant, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom, clearly having been well-nourished.

"Hmm, you're really making chicken soup." Zhang Yang stepped forward and hugged Li Xiaoxuan from behind.

The chicken soup in the pot smelled wonderfully fragrant, making one's mouth water.

"The chickens from your ecological farm are truly exceptional; it's been so long since I've tasted chicken like this in the city," Li Xiaoxuan praised repeatedly, while using a strainer to skim the foam from the soup pot, making the chicken soup even clearer.

"If you like it, I'll have them send you some from over there every now and then," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

The 800-acre ecological park is so vast and rich in resources that it can't possibly sell all of its produce, let alone eat it all.

Li Xiaoxuan turned around happily and kissed Zhang Yang.

The value of the gift itself is not in its monetary worth, but in the sentiment behind it. At least for her, Zhang Yang's sentiment was priceless.

When Tongtong woke up, she rubbed her eyes and looked a little confused.

"Mom, why were you crying and calling for Dad last night?"

"Where? Did you hear me wrong?" Li Xiaoxuan blushed and carried Tongtong to wash up. "Sweetie, brush your teeth and wash your face early. We'll have chicken noodle soup for breakfast later."

"Oh." Tongtong nodded as if she understood, and obediently went to wash up.

Later, the three of them sat down at the table.

The chicken soup in the clay pot on the table was golden yellow, yet very clear, without any greasiness.

Zhang Yang tasted the chicken produced in his own ecological park for the first time.

Mmm, the meat is indeed tender and flavorful, no worse than those old hens raised by farmers for years, and you could even say it's better.

"Indeed excellent."

"Is it delicious? I got up early this morning to stew it." Li Xiaoxuan smiled and ladled some soup into Tongtong's bowl. "Tongtong, eat up, then Mom will take you to kindergarten."

"Is Uncle going too?" Tongtong was still engrossed in eating her chicken leg, looked up and asked.

Li Xiaoxuan looked at Zhang Yang.

"Let's go together," Zhang Yang nodded.

"Great!" Overjoyed, Tongtong ate even more heartily, finishing the chicken soup, noodles, and even a whole chicken leg without needing to be fed.

After breakfast, Zhang Yang drove Li Xiaoxuan and Tongtong to kindergarten.

In front of the school gate, many parents who were dropping off their children watched the Cullinan parked on the roadside, and saw the long-legged hot mom and the incredibly handsome young man getting out of the car.

If you didn't know, you'd probably think they were a family of three.

"Goodbye, Uncle; goodbye, Mom." Tongtong, who had been handed over to the teacher, turned back every few steps and waved from afar.

Zhang Yang held Li Xiaoxuan's hand and stood there for a long time, watching the child walk into the building.

"This is so embarrassing! Tongtong asked me that question this morning, it startled me." Li Xiaoxuan suddenly covered her burning face. "Did I really scream a lot last night?"

"Absolutely amazing," Zhang Yang laughed. "Anyone who didn't know better would think you lived in a detached house. Who lives upstairs and downstairs?"

"There's no one upstairs, but it looks like a young man downstairs," Li Xiaoxuan said, covering her face.

Zhang Yang blinked.

Wouldn't the deer bleed all night?

Fortunately, Zhang Yang was as strong as steel, otherwise he would have had to lean against the wall to get out.

By 8:30, the children had been delivered to their places one after another.

Zhang Yang and Li Xiaoxuan weren't in a hurry. They stood outside the fence and waited until the children finished their morning exercises before planning to go back.

Around 9 a. m., Star City World Commercial Street.

The Cullinan was parked on the side of the road with the door half open.

Li Xiaoxuan stood outside the car, unafraid of the stares around her, and bent down to give him a passionate kiss.

Outside the stores, inside the commercial street, and along the roadside.

This scene was witnessed by many, whether they were paying attention or not; some were envious, while others seemed thoughtful...

"I'm leaving now." Li Xiaoxuan reluctantly let go of her hands.

"Let's go, I won't stop you." Zhang Yang said with a half-smile, "Are you afraid others won't know about our relationship?"

Yinghai isn't a large city. It's not that there aren't any luxury cars, but there are definitely not many like his Cullinan, which costs several million. In fact, there are so few that each one has a name and a story that can be told by someone who cares.

His Shanghai-plated Cullinan is definitely not unfamiliar around Star City Plaza; many shop owners know the origin of his Cullinan.

In this way, Li Xiaoxuan's actions became somewhat meaningful.

"I just want everyone to know," Li Xiaoxuan said, looking at Zhang Yang. "I'm a single mother, all alone and powerless. I have to find a chance to tell everyone who my sugar daddy is. You don't mind, do you?"

What she meant was, of course, to declare to everyone that she was owned.

Does Zhang Yang mind?

Of course not.

On the contrary, he actually found it somewhat appealing.

On a whim, Zhang Yang casually took out the Good-Evil Detector and used it.

Detection target: Li Xiaoxuan

Host affinity: Extremely strong; deeply admires the host; feels extremely safe when in the host's presence.

After completing the exploration, Zhang Yang smiled.

"Of course I don't mind."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaoxuan's eyes lit up with a smile. "Then I can rest assured and cling to your coattails, Mr. Zhang. See you later."

She waved goodbye gently, leaving with a lingering fragrance.

Zhang Yang sat in the car, watching Li Xiaoxuan walk into the store, shook his head and smiled, then drove straight to Haiqin Restaurant.

Haiqin Restaurant, Song Wenqin was radiant, her face glowing.

It's as if I've become seven or eight years younger overnight.

"Son, your dad and I have made up our minds. We're going to move into the villa as soon as possible so we can celebrate the New Year in our new home." She said this with her arm around Zhang Zhaohai's, her voice gentler than usual.

Zhang Zhaohai also had a ruddy complexion and clear eyes, looking like a robust middle-aged man in his forties.

The couple's inseparable bond surprised Zhang Yang, who then suddenly understood.

I understand.

The effects of this Lesser Returning Pill are truly extraordinary. My parents' life is so harmonious now, it's almost like a perfect match.

"You decide, enjoy yourself," Zhang Yang said casually. "You may have an attachment to the old house, but if you can afford to improve it, why make yourselves suffer? Besides, you don't need to sell the old house, just leave it there, you can move in whenever you want."

Zhang Zhaohai and his wife nodded, both agreeing with Zhang Yang's words.

Throughout the entire process, the two never mentioned the source of the money to buy the villa, which shows how lucky they are to have parents who don't spoil the fun.

Not only did Zhang Zhaohai and his wife not spoil their son Zhang Yang's fun, they were also trying their best to adapt to their new life of affluence.

Whether it's food, clothing, expenses, or lifestyle, they are all striving to emulate and transform the lifestyle of the wealthy. This process, though not overnight, is still somewhat awkward for them at the moment.

But··

Time will eventually change everything.

"By the way, how's business at your uncle's restaurant lately?" Zhang Yang asked curiously, as if he had just remembered something.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhaohai and his wife exchanged a strange glance.

"Your uncle and his family took in Old Liu, who had left our family before, and treated him like a treasure. Later..." Zhang Zhaohai clicked his tongue, "I really don't know what they were thinking. Old Liu had a whole bunch of troublemakers who were very difficult to please. Their business used to be doing well, but now it has really plummeted."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but chuckle.

Could my uncle's family have misunderstood? Did they mistakenly attribute the success of their Haiqin Restaurant to Old Liu and his family?

This is truly a twist of fate...

Seeing Song Wenqin's somewhat complicated expression, Zhang Yang didn't know what to say.

No matter how bad her uncle is, he's still her mother's brother, and turning against her isn't her intention. Besides, her cousin from her uncle's family has such a good relationship with her.

Hmm...

Who cares? He just won't get involved in his elders' affairs.

Recalling his aunt's face, Zhang Yang shook off the thought. So what if he was her own brother? Now that he's married and has his own family, they can only act independently and think about their own families. His uncle is no longer the brother his mother used to know.

Besides, my uncle's family's current situation is ultimately their own doing; who else can they blame?

"Wife, he's still your brother, no matter what. You decide what to do. I'll support you wholeheartedly," Zhang Zhaohai said, his eyes darting around, his expression seemingly sincere.

Zhang Yang blinked, thinking that his dad was really good at acting.

No one knows a father better than his son; how could he, as a son, not understand his father?

Repaying evil with kindness is something only a fool would do. My dad probably secretly hopes that my uncle's family will suddenly become poor and destitute, so poor that they have to come begging to him for help, and then he can finally hold his head high.

Don't think this is a petty mentality; it's human nature... it's perfectly normal.

"Forget it, forget it. I was completely disheartened the moment they secretly brought Old Liu in." Song Wenqin shook her head. "So what if they're poor? With their expenses, they're definitely not at their wits' end. Why should we get involved in this?"

Zhang Yang silently exclaimed in his heart, "Beautiful!"

Anyway, my mom has always been clear-headed about matters of principle.

As for my little cousin... well, as her older cousin, he's willing to cover for her and will definitely help her out in the future.

At noon, the Haiqin Restaurant was once again packed with guests, bustling with activity.

Zhang Yang didn't plan to stay at Haiqin Restaurant for long and was preparing to leave to have lunch and rest at the Four Seasons Hotel.

"Zhang Yang?"

Suddenly, someone called out to him from behind.

Zhang Yang turned around and saw a familiar figure standing a few steps away, looking at him with an extremely complicated expression.

It was Meng Baihan.

"You... you're back," Meng Baihan asked softly.

"Teacher Meng?" Zhang Yang smiled immediately. "What a coincidence, you're here for dinner too?"

"Yes, our grade's teachers had a get-together." Meng Baihan stepped forward, looking up at the figure in front of him. "Long time no see. Why haven't you contacted me lately? You haven't replied to my WeChat much either."

"I'm busy, you know, I have a lot of things to do." Zhang Yang blinked.

Although he deliberately ignored information from some people on WeChat, Meng Baihan was definitely not among them.

It can only be said that sometimes, what Meng Baihan thought was a chat was: her and herself, one-on-one.

But in reality, you might be chatting with more than one person.

Ultimately, her expectations were too high.