"Just listen to ! Do you know what he calls our son? Young Master Xue. He calls our son *Young Master Xue*!"
Xue Yuanqing still hadn’t recovered. The main reason was the sheer shock of soone calling his son "Young Master Xue" right to his face! The impact was simply overwhelming.
Zhong Hailan was surprised for a mont. "Have your parents finally told you about the hidden family fortune?"
Xue Yuanqing helplessly spread his hands. "Sadly, I’m in the sa boat as you. So, when we were at the hospital back then, are we sure we didn’t take the wrong baby ho?"
Could his real parents have shown up? Maybe they just didn’t tell us yet because they couldn’t bear to break our hearts. It had to be said, with an imagination like that, it was a sha Lao Xue wasn’t a novelist.
Zhong Hailan rolled her eyes at him. "Your son has been a spitting image of you since the day he was born. Do you really not know in your heart whether we have the right child or not? It’s only in the last six months that he’s started to surpass you in the looks departnt."
Xue Yuanqing stood with his hands behind his back. That’s true. Everyone has always said that Xiao Yang was carved from the sa mold as . I don’t need a paternity test to know he’s my son. So where exactly did the problem co from?
"Wait... honey, did you just say I’m not as handso as our son?"
"Not bad, you figured it out." After saying that, Zhong Hailan went to wash the vegetables. Rather than speculating, it would be better to just ask Xiao Yang directly when he got back.
The mont he pulled on his underwear, Xue Yang seed to finally feel a sense of security, his whole body relaxing. "That free-swinging feeling is really uncomfortable," he muttered.
Lin Xi was sitting on the balcony. When she saw Xue Yang co out fully dressed, she felt an inexplicable pang of disappointnt.
That’s a terrifying thought.
She quickly suppressed it. As Xue Yang walked toward her, she silently buried her head on the table.
He couldn’t have guessed what I was just thinking, could he?
Xue Yang gently patted her soft head. "The farmstead owner has a strawberry patch. Want to go picking?"
On a sunny day, going strawberry picking with a group of people was the perfect choice. It was a pleasant experience, a chance to enjoy the gifts of nature and the changing seasons.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xi’s eyes lit up instantly. "Let’s go! I’ll go tell Si Wen and the others."
Xue Yang nodded and went downstairs with Lin Xi.
Without a doubt, Si Wen and the others were overjoyed when they heard about going strawberry picking.
"I’ve never picked fresh strawberries before; it must be so much fun."
"I knew there was a familiar fragrance in the air. So it was the scent of strawberries!"
Only Si Wen looked suspiciously at Lin Xi, then at Xue Yang, her gaze finally landing on his neck. There, two very obvious hickeys were visible.
Today, Xue Yang was wearing a trendy, round-neck T-shirt from a Spring 2015 collection. It featured an irregular, fashionable print and fit him perfectly. He paired it with white casual trousers but wore no jacket. In Hui City’s winter afternoons, you simply didn’t need one; even long sleeves felt sowhat redundant. If Xue Yang had chosen his own clothes, he definitely would have picked out a short-sleeved shirt.
Si Wen had every reason to suspect Xue Yang had done this on purpose.
"Si Wen, what’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
"No. Aren’t we going strawberry picking? Let’s go."
Picking strawberries, huh? I’m going to pick them to my heart’s content today, Si Wen thought resentfully.
"It’s really hot here," one of the girls comnted.
"It’s cool in the morning and evening, so I suggest each of you bring a thin jacket," Xue Yang advised. "It can protect you from the sun and keep you warm after sunset."
Naturally, they took his advice. Lin Xi and her friends all wore T-shirts with thin jackets over them. Oozing with youthful vigor, they stood in a line, resembling a breathtakingly beautiful sight.
The proprietress of the strawberry patch stared in awe. She had been selling strawberries here for years and had seen eight thousand, if not ten thousand, beautiful won. However, she had never encountered seven girls as stunning as these.
Especially the girl in the pink jacket; she seed to glow on her own, simply dazzling. Then there was the girl standing beside her. Though a bit shorter and more petite, she had a cherubic, doll-like face. The proprietress was sure that even when the girl reached her age, she would still look like she was in her twenties. As for the others, each possessed her own unique beauty.
Most exceptional of all was the young man who had co with them. Amidst such a bevy of beauties, his own radiance was not the least bit overshadowed. It was also easy to see that he was the leader of the group. Even she, a woman, was a little envious of his good fortune.
"Ma’am, could we get seven baskets for the seven lovely ladies, each with a pair of scissors? Thank you," Xue Yang said.
"Sure thing!" the proprietress cheerfully replied, fetching seven baskets from her hut, each containing a pair of small scissors.
"Strawberries are delicate. When you cut them, rember to cut all the way at the base, like this," the proprietress instructed, holding up a strawberry and pointing to the stem. "If you don’t, the extra bit of stem will bruise the other strawberries, and they won’t be good to eat."
"Oh, we understand!"
The seven beautiful girls enthusiastically set off with their baskets to pick strawberries.
Xue Yang brought a chair over and placed it in front of the straw hut, facing the strawberry field. He sat down, stretched lazily, and leaned back, finding the most comfortable position. As he watched Lin Xi and the others, he began to ponder the current state of King’s Ga.
For now, the download numbers for King’s Ga were indeed impressive. But if the experience was limited to just playing matches, teaming up, and ranking up, players would quickly suffer burnout. After all, with so many gas on the market, none were ever that simple. Even internet cafes, which operated under the banner of offering a brand-new tech-entertainnt experience, were about more than just playing gas. They were equipped with various private rooms, and as for what those were for... those who knew, knew.
Therefore, his King’s Ga couldn’t be limited to simple gaplay. He had to generate more hype and find ways to keep the players’ enthusiasm going. That was the only path to long-term success.
But how should he do it?
Xue Yang pondered seriously. It was a difficult, brain-burning problem, and he couldn’t co up with a solution right away.
He looked up just in ti to see Lin Xi use her scissors to snip a huge strawberry from its vine. He could clearly see her swallow as she hesitated, debating whether or not to eat it.
It slls so good... But would the proprietress get mad if I ate one? Never mind, I should wait until after we’ve paid.
Lin Xi reluctantly placed the strawberry into her basket, where it now lay all alone.
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