Richest Rag-picker

While Brother Xiaoma stared after the departing security guards, reeling from the shock that he was no match for Fang Chenyi’s men, something else happened.

Vajra, who had just been hugging Qi Xiaotian, suddenly let him go. He then turned to look at Brother Xiaoma, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Seeing Brother Xiaoma standing next to his master, Vajra broke into a wide grin. He opened his arms and headed toward him, clearly intending to give him a warm hug.

But this scene gave Fang Chenyi a start. ’That oaf doesn’t know his own strength,’ he thought. ’It would be terrible if he hurt Brother Xiaoma. He’s my guest, after all.’

So he called out to stop Vajra.

But for some reason, Brother Xiaoma suddenly smiled and opened his arms to welcome the embrace. Seeing this, Vajra’s grin widened, and he let out a laugh.

Ignoring Fang Chenyi’s protests, he lunged forward and embraced Brother Xiaoma. THUMP! The two were locked in a fervent hug.

The very next moment, Brother Xiaoma felt a crushing, suffocating pressure. The boundless strength that usually coursed through his body was now completely suppressed.

His head buzzed. ’It seems the gap between my strength and his is just too vast.’

The only reason he had welcomed Vajra’s hug was to probe the depths of the great ape’s power. He’d been confident that even if he were facing the very pinnacle of peak Martial Artists, he could absolutely withstand the embrace.

But he never imagined this hug would nearly cost him his life. Fortunately, Vajra knew to hold back and didn’t start patting him on the back like he had with Qi Xiaotian.

Otherwise, those few pats would have likely been enough to knock Brother Xiaoma unconscious.

Seeing Brother Xiaoma’s condition, Fang Chenyi quickly had Vajra let go after a moment. Vajra was obedient, and he’d also taken a real liking to Brother Xiaoma.

Upon hearing Fang Chenyi’s command, he gently released him. Then, he grabbed Brother Xiaoma by the hand and began pulling him toward the villa.

Fang Chenyi and Qi Xiaotian could only shake their heads in resignation and follow the man and ape toward Villa No. 1.

Vajra, however, was much faster. By the time Fang Chenyi and Qi Xiaotian entered the villa, they saw him holding a raw dumpling and trying to feed it to Brother Xiaoma, who wore a look of pure distress.

At the same time, they heard Bai Menghan’s exasperated rebuke, "Vajra, don’t misbehave!"

It just goes to show, there’s always someone to keep you in check. Vajra, who feared nothing and would even pick a fight with Fang Chenyi, immediately stopped trying to feed the raw dumpling to Brother Xiaoma the moment he heard Menghan’s rebuke. His big head drooped, and a pitifully wronged expression appeared on his face.

His big eyes rolled a couple of times before he tossed the raw dumpling into his own mouth and began chewing loudly. SMACK, SMACK.

The scene sent everyone into a fit of laughter.

"Aiyo, looks like I came back at just the right time. I’m in for a treat tonight."

Entering the villa, Fang Chenyi saw his mom, his mother-in-law, and Bai Menghan in the kitchen making dumplings. And he had to admit, he was really craving the dumplings they made.

However, upon hearing this, Mrs. Fang, who was in the middle of making dumplings, shot him a look of displeasure and chided:

"Eat? What’s there for you to eat? You little brat, you finally remembered the way home? Just how many days have you been gone? It’s nice for you, running off to have fun, but look how exhausted our daughter-in-law is. You dumped a mountain of work on Menghan, leaving her all alone. The nerve of you!"

Scolded like that by his mom, Fang Chenyi immediately shot a pleading look at Bai Menghan.

He even winked at her, as if to say, ’Come on, help a brother out here!’

Bai Menghan, however, just chuckled, a hint of gloating in her eyes. She clearly had no intention of speaking up for him.

Instead, his mother-in-law beside them suddenly spoke up with a smile:

"Haha, you can’t really blame Chenyi. The boy works so hard all day, it’s tough enough as it is. How many young people these days are as capable as our Chenyi? Go on, go sit down and keep your guest company."

Hearing Bai Menghan’s mother defend him, Mrs. Fang stopped nagging her son and turned to chat happily with her in-law.

He glanced over and saw Brother Xiaoma on the sofa, chatting with his dad. Clearly, they had already introduced themselves.

Seeing this, Fang Chenyi didn’t join them. Instead, he sauntered into the kitchen with a cheeky grin, intending to help out.

But before his hand could even touch the dough, his mom slapped it away.

"Shoo, shoo! You haven’t even washed your hands. What do you think you’re touching?"

After his mom slapped his hand, Fang Chenyi sheepishly retracted it, resigned to standing by with a weak smile and watching the others work.

Just then, a big, black, furry hand snuck out from the side. Its target was the freshly made dumplings sitting on the steamer tray.

Without even turning around, Fang Chenyi knew that paw could only belong to Vajra.

Having just been slapped by his mom himself, seeing Vajra’s hand reach out now put him in a foul mood. SMACK! He slapped the back of Vajra’s hand.

At the slap, Vajra instantly snatched his hand back, letting out an aggrieved howl.

Fang Chenyi turned to look at Vajra’s pitifully wronged face and snapped irritably:

"Shoo, shoo! Look at those filthy paws! What are you doing touching things here? Go play with your Er Gouzi!"

But before Fang Chenyi could finish, his mom’s disapproving voice cut in from behind him again:

"What are you yelling for? Is your voice the only one that matters? Why are you shouting at Vajra for no reason? All you ever do is bully him."

Hearing Mrs. Fang stick up for him, Vajra, who was standing nearby, nodded vigorously. A shimmer of tears even appeared in his big eyes, making him look for all the world like he’d been suffering years of abuse at Fang Chenyi’s hands. He looked utterly pathetic.

Seeing Vajra’s act, Fang Chenyi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

He instinctively lifted his foot and gave Vajra a swift kick on the butt, which naturally earned him another lecture from his mom.

In the end, Fang Chenyi had no choice but to retreat from the kitchen with his tail between his legs and head for the living room to chat with Brother Xiaoma and his dad.

Just as he reached the living room, he heard his dad’s booming laughter, along with the faint, complimentary tones of Brother Xiaoma’s voice.

A little after eight that evening, once the lively dumpling dinner was over, Fang Chenyi led Bai Menghan back to their own villa.

As for Brother Xiaoma, he was, of course, given the unoccupied villa next door for his stay.