The Prize for the Women's Mahjong Tournament

Phew~

The senior sister exhaled a breath as sweet as orchids. Her warm breath mingled with her pleasant natural scent and the aroma of Petrus red wine.

Su Bai quite liked this brand of red wine. It perfectly balanced a slightly tart fruity fragrance with a faint floral scent. The overall vibe was soft and fresh, which actually suited the senior sister's temperament very well.

Su Bai...

Today, she was rarely seen wearing a crop-top T-shirt. It was tight-fitting with a wide neckline, and the fabric was smooth. It wasn't the pure cotton fabric of a typical T-shirt, but rather incorporated a new skin-friendly technological fabric... Whatever, luxury brands these days always liked to advertise their fabrics as highly technological.

Whether there was actual technology involved was hard to say, but it definitely had a hefty price tag.

Usually, when Zhou Jialu went out with Su Bai, she rarely wore crop tops because she didn't want to expose too much outside. Exposing herself to passersby wouldn't be good... At least, that was what she thought. In fact, Senior Sister Lu was quite conservative deep down. She could only let go in front of Su Bai, and she didn't have too many of those weird so-called "modern" ideas in her head.

The pants on her lower half were very distinctive...

Coupled with the wide-leg hem, the overall look gave off a sweet and cool style.

Of course, the premise was that it was worn by a tall girl with an average figure. Zhou Jialu wasn't that tall, and...

...

Su Bai...

"Oh my, junior... Why are you in such a hurry? We still need to continue playing mahjong," Zhou Jialu playfully complained.

Hearing this, the other three women at the mahjong table all showed speechless expressions.

... It's obvious that you are more than willing yourself!

"Big White Goose, my legs and feet are a bit cold, come help me~"

Chen Yusheng was not to be outdone...

Even though the weather had already cooled down, she still wore thin, shiny black stockings today, because Chen Yusheng knew...

Not only that...

...

...

Seeing that everyone was quite busy, Yangyang felt that she couldn't stay idle either, otherwise wouldn't she seem very out of place.

This was the first time Liu Chenyang had so many good friends. To be honest, she had always longed for friendship.

And friendship, especially friendship among young people, is built on commonalities.

Obviously, it was hard to find people who shared Yangyang's high-end hobbies. The wealthy young masters who could match her economically thought she was too effeminate.

So the matter became obvious—

Look, my common hobby with the girls in the RV is very firm, we all like Su Bai!

...

"Wait, don't rush," Su Bai hurriedly called for a stop. "I think you guys should play mahjong first."

"What's wrong, junior? Could it be that you're scared?" Zhou Jialu said with a face that just asked for a beating.

"Not at all. I just feel that since this is our first time using this RV, shouldn't we have some stakes? You guys play five rounds, and the winner with the most chips..."

Su Bai's proposal received strong approval from the girls.

After all, there were quite a few people today, so vying for his favor was inevitable.

...

Immediately, they looked at each other, and their fighting spirit was ignited!

Su Bai temporarily let them play mahjong first, while he ran outside to breathe some fresh air in the forest.

Truth be told.

Tianrong Resort was indeed a good place.

It could be said to be the area with the best ecological environment in Jiangcheng.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the air was fresh. The key was that the urban construction was relatively new, the roads were wide and straight, the infrastructure in all aspects was excellent, and the facilities were complete.

Speaking of purely ecological environments, there were actually more pristine places around Jiangcheng, but those places were too primitive. As a child who grew up in a modern city, Su Bai wasn't that interested in the countryside; he still preferred modernization.

No wonder so many rich people bought houses in the Tianrong District.

"Boss Su, you came out for some fresh air?" Seeing Su Bai jump out of the RV and stretch his back, Driver Huang greeted him.

"Yeah, they're having a mahjong competition, so I came out to breathe some fresh air."

"I see. Your female confidantes have such a good relationship. Sigh, I'm envious. I feel that their relationship is much better than that bunch of fake friends in my daughter's school."

Driver Huang said, half-joking and half-serious.

Of course, she knew that Su Bai's harem was essentially maintained by his financial resources and personal charm.

When a man suddenly became rich or was very handsome, many women would surround him with various demands, causing chaos and drama.

Some boys were just too handsome, and their lives were too chaotic, which affected their studies during adolescence and consequently prevented them from getting into a good university.

However, if a man's strength reached a certain level, these girls would reach a delicate balance.

Even from the perspective of Driver Huang, who was somewhat of an elder, Su Bai was truly not someone any single girl could have all to herself. Even the most powerful family in Jiangcheng wouldn't dare say they could secure such an outstanding young man.

It was only because Driver Huang didn't recognize who Yangyang was. Otherwise, her inner thoughts might have been further reinforced.

"By the way, Boss Su, you're leaving for the neighboring province tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"I've already planned the route. I noticed the RV is still missing a few things—some emergency supplies and things that will be useful locally. I'll go buy them when I get back today."

Driver Huang volunteered. In fact, those things weren't absolutely necessary to prepare, but to make Su Bai's trip more comfortable, it was best to buy them all.

This was the kind of awareness one needed when serving the wealthy, and at the same time, it was a way to show loyalty to Su Bai, indicating that she was very satisfied with her job and hoped to cooperate with him long-term.

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