You Don’t Seem Skinny Either

Meng Qianyu: What do you mean?

Liu Bo: I thought it was just us old acquaintances, I didn't even dress up!! After all this time, there are beauties?

Meng Qianyu: Hehe, yeah, Brother Suyang said there are seven or eight of them.

Liu Bo: Damn!!

Meng Wenzhou: Hahahahaha, is Lao Pang regretting it now? This is the benefit of leaving the house late, hahaha, alright, since that's the case I'll dress up nicely, it seems today is more than just a normal friend gathering, hehe.

Ji Bo: ??? I'm already on my way.

Zhang Ziming: What's the situation? I haven't left the house yet.

Meng Wenzhou: Aren't you single now? Old Su invited a lot of beauties over today, understand?

Zhang Ziming: [Evil smirk]

Liu Bo: @Zhang Ziming, behave yourself, Yixue is also there.

Zhang Ziming: No, bro? I broke up.

Liu Bo: Even if you broke up, you should be careful, otherwise you'll look too desperate. Men need to be steady, you know? Just leave it to me to get to know the beauties.

Zhang Ziming: ???

Liu Bo: Do you guys think I should go home and change into a more handsome outfit? @Meng Wenzhou @Zhang Ziming @Ji Bo

Watching the boiling group chat, Pan Ning typed speechlessly: Change my foot! Hurry up and buy the alcohol!

Liu Bo: Oh, alright.

Su Qingci: [Covering mouth laughing]

Tang Ziyun: [Hahahaha]

While the group chat was lively, the sound of a car engine came from outside the courtyard.

Hearing the sound, Pan Ning tilted her head and said, Qianyu, go see if someone arrived.

Okay~ Meng Qianyu quickly got up and ran towards the courtyard gate.

She opened the courtyard gate, and a taxi pulled up and stopped at the entrance.

Then a man and a woman stepped out of the car. The guy looked a bit chubby with an average face, looking very honest and simple at first glance. The girl had an average appearance and dressed quite ordinarily.

The two were exactly Song Anquan and Wang Xiaoyan.

Seeing this, Meng Qianyu was stunned and thought to herself: Huh? Who are these two?

As she was thinking, Song Anquan and Wang Xiaoyan also saw Meng Qianyu at the courtyard gate.

Before he arrived, he had sent a WeChat message to Su Yang, and Su Yang told him to just knock on the door.

Song Anquan looked at the fairy-like beauty in front of him, gathered his courage, stepped forward and asked, Uh... Hello beautiful, may I ask if this is Su Yang's house?

Su... Yes, and you are?

Oh, that's good. I'm Su Yang's good brother, Song Anquan. We grew up playing together since childhood, and this is my wife, Wang Xiaoyan.

Hello beautiful. Wang Xiaoyan looked at Meng Qianyu and smiled with a nod.

Hello, hello. Since you are Brother Su Yang's friends, please come in quickly.

Okay.

Song Anquan took Wang Xiaoyan's hand and followed Meng Qianyu into the courtyard. As soon as he entered, he saw two other top-tier beauties sitting in the courtyard.

Holy crap!! This brother of mine is pretty awesome! Keeping mistresses in a golden house, and there are three of them! Song Anquan thought to himself and secretly swallowed.

Pan Ning and Shen Yixue also stood up and walked forward after seeing the newcomers.

Meng Qianyu took the lead and introduced them, Sister, these two are Brother Su Yang's friends.

Yes, yes, I'm his childhood friend. Song Anquan smiled.

Hearing this, Pan Ning knew who he was. Su Yang had told her yesterday that a childhood friend of his would come, the same person whose wedding Su Yang had previously attended.

Oh, hello, my name is Pan Ning, Su Yang's girlfriend.

Oh? You are my brother's girlfriend? I'm Song Anquan, and this is my wife Wang Xiaoyan. Hello, sister-in-law.

Wang Xiaoyan followed up, Hello, sister-in-law.

No, no, no, don't call me sister-in-law, just call me Panpan.

Okay.

At this time, Shen Yixue stepped forward, reached out a hand to the two of them, and jokingly said, Hello, I am also Su Yang's girlfriend, my name is Shen Yixue.

Song Anquan, who had just reached out to shake hands with Shen Yixue, was immediately stunned, his right hand suspended in mid-air: Ah... ah??!

Don't listen to her nonsense, she's joking, Pan Ning explained from the side.

Oh, hahaha, okay, okay, hello, hello.

Meng Qianyu realized she hadn't told the two her name yet. She rolled her eyes, looked at the two, and smiled, My name is Meng Qianyu, I am also Brother Su Yang's girlfrie...

Before she could say the word friend, Pan Ning glared at her face, and Meng Qianyu immediately shut her mouth, Hehe, just joking with you guys, come inside and sit.

Okay, sorry to trouble you three great beauties.

You're welcome. The three of them led Song Anquan and Wang Xiaoyan into the house.

Pan Ning looked at the two: I'll just call you Anquan and Xiaoyan, okay?

Alright, Sister Pan.

Have a seat, what would you like to drink?

No need to trouble yourself, we're not thirsty.

Don't be polite, I'll get you two bottles of cola.

Pan Ning said as she walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, took out two bottles of cola, came to the sofa, and handed them to the two.

By the way, Su Yang went out to take his motorcycle license test, he should be back soon. Just sit and hang out for a while. Qianyu, turn on the TV.

Alright.

She's my cousin. Pan Ning looked at Song Anquan and smiled.

Oh, I was just thinking that you two look a bit alike.

Really? Meng Qianyu smiled.

Yeah, both very pretty. Song Anquan rubbed his hands together, looking slightly constrained.

Hehe, of course, your girlfriend... oh wait, your wife is also very pretty.

Sister Qianyu is too polite.

Don't call me sister, we should be about the same age, right?

Song Anquan smiled: I'm 24.

Then you are older than me. I'm 23, just call me Qianyu.

Alright.

Are you and Brother Su Yang the same age? Meng Qianyu asked.

No, I'm younger than him. I just turned 24 this March, he'll be 25 in November.

Oh, I see.

While they were chatting, Pan Ning's WeChat chimed. She picked it up, took a look, and said, The fatty is here.

Is he? I don't see anyone. Meng Qianyu tilted her head and looked towards the courtyard gate.

He hasn't been here before, go receive him.

Okay. Meng Qianyu turned around and jogged out the door.

As soon as she ran out the door, she saw a Maybach GLS600 driving over.

Meng Qianyu walked to the side of the road and waved: Over here.

Liu Bo stuck his head out the car window and smiled: Hello there Qianyu.

Drive over and park here.

Alright.

Liu Bo quickly drove the car to the courtyard gate and parked it next to the Cullinan.

He ran out of the car and smiled: Qianyu! How did you get even prettier?

Meng Qianyu pursed her lips and smiled: Haven't I always been pretty?

Even prettier than before. Liu Bo chuckled.

Brother Pang, you're getting better and better at sweet-talking.

Hehe, right?

By the way, where's the alcohol?

In the trunk. Liu Bo said as he looked up at the house in the courtyard and added: Yo, this little house is built quite nicely. I thought he made one of those courtyards built with wood, turns out it's a small villa.

My Brother Yang sure knows how to enjoy life.

As they were talking, Song Anquan walked out from inside the house.

He heard Pan Ning say that Liu Bo bought a lot of alcohol, so he volunteered to come out and help carry it.

Seeing an unfamiliar face appear, Liu Bo was stunned: Uh... who is this brother?

"Oh, right, this is Brother Su Yang's childhood friend, Song Anquan."

"Oh?" Liu Bo smiled, stepping forward with his hand outstretched. "Nice to meet you, bro. I'm Brother Yang's good buddy, Liu Bo."

As soon as Song Anquan walked out of the courtyard gate, he spotted the Maybach GLS600 parked next to the Cullinan. He was very familiar with cars now, capable of recognizing almost any brand and model at a single glance.

Seeing that car, he immediately knew the visitor was a wealthy man.

"Ah, hello, hello. I'm Song Anquan," he said politely, stepping up to shake Liu Bo's hand.

"Haha, that's quite the name! Since you're good friends with Brother Yang, I won't stand on ceremony with you. I'll just call you Old Song, alright?"

"Sure, no problem."

"Hehe, you can just call me Fatty. Eh? Though it seems you aren't exactly skinny yourself, huh?" Liu Bo looked Song Anquan up and down.

"Hahaha, I am indeed a bit chubby," Song Anquan laughed sheepishly, rubbing his head.

"Ah, whatever. Just call me Fatty or Brother Bo, and I'll call you Old Song. We'll just keep it casual."

"Sounds good!"