Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food

Chapter 840: Chapter 309: Dong Yan’s Confession 2

"This task is extremely important, and I’m entrusting it to you now. Can you handle it?"

Dong Yan looked a bit serious and worried, saying, "Brother Liang, I’m afraid I might not do it well."

Liang Yuan smiled and said, "It’s okay, I’ll find someone to assist you."

Dong Yan was surprised and quickly asked, "Who?"

Song Wen couldn’t help but look at Liang Yuan, curiously asking, "Yeah, for such an important task, who can do it well?"

Yang Mei pursed her lips, having already known who he was going to seek.

"Zhuang Shuyuan."

When Liang Yuan mentioned this name, Song Wen’s eyebrows immediately raised, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of crisis.

She subconsciously looked at Yang Mei. In her heart, Yang Mei was the main woman.

Liang Yuan mentioned that aristocrat-like woman’s name; Yang Mei should say something, right?

When Yang Mei spoke, she could chime in too.

But, unexpectedly, Yang Mei didn’t say anything, just ate with a calm expression.

Song Wen became anxious, frequently giving Yang Mei hints with her eyes.

Yang Mei naturally noticed and smiled helplessly, "Alright, Wenwen, this is something younger brother told me about a long time ago."

Song Wen was shocked and said, "What? Sister Mei, that woman is no pushover, why didn’t you advise Brother Liang?"

Liang Yuan chuckled and said, "Hey, Wenwen, what are you talking about? I’m just trying to ease Yanyan’s stress, not like I’m going to do something with Zhuang Shuyuan."

Song Wen frowned and said, "Brother Liang, it’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s that woman... Ah, how should I put it, when she was first serving at the plantation, I could tell she wasn’t some harmless lady."

"Whenever you came to the plantation to see me and Granny Li, she would always find ways to get close to you. I already knew she had ulterior motives."

"Now you’re actually letting her help Yanyan set up a supervisory agency, how can I be at ease?"

Liang Yuan was stunned, recalling how it might really be as Song Wen described.

Back when he inspected work at the plantation, Zhuang Shuyuan, during her time there, often seemed to approach him intentionally.

Oh wow, this charming aristocrat had set her sights on him long ago.

He laughed helplessly, shaking his head slightly, "Don’t worry, I promise you all, I won’t let her into the house."

Upon hearing this, Song Wen’s tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, and she smiled joyfully, "You said it."

Liang Yuan laughed, "I said it."

Song Wen was elated and gave him a fragrant kiss.

Everyone at the table burst into hearty laughter.

After lunch, no one left the house; they chose to watch TV at home.

Liang Yuan sat in the middle of the sofa, with Yang Mei leaning on his left and Song Wen on his right.

Dong Yan, obedient like a little girl, sat on the carpet, occasionally pouring tea or peeling an orange.

These oranges were from a fruit gift pack Liang Yuan had received, and Dong Yan loved eating them.

She sat on the carpet; whenever she saw something funny on TV, she couldn’t help but giggle and lean back on Liang Yuan’s legs.

Liang Yuan enjoyed this harmonious family bliss.

By evening, Ding Yan returned.

Upon entering, she saw Yang Mei and Song Wen asleep, leaning against Liang Yuan on the sofa.

Dong Yan was also asleep on the coffee table, her beautiful face with a hint of youthful blush.

Liang Yuan was resting with his eyes closed; hearing movement, he opened his eyes and winked at her.

A smile involuntarily appeared on Ding Yan’s face.

Known as an ice beauty outside, she rarely showed a smiling face and was mostly serious.

Only at home did she show her gentle smile.

Her shy tenderness was reserved only for Liang Yuan.

Despite her inner loneliness, she had the toughest experiences among them all.

Yet, she rose from her ashes, becoming independent and strong, showing her resilient character.

Secretly, she longed for such a warm family atmosphere.

She wasn’t jealous but quietly closed the door, pointing to the kitchen, indicating she’d cook.

Liang Yuan smiled and gently moved.

Immediately, Yang Mei and Song Wen woke up.

Seeing Ding Yan return, the two women smiled.

Song Wen softly said, "Sister Ding, you’re back?"

Ding Yan nodded, "Did I disturb you? I’ll go cook."

Yang Mei smiled, "I’ll go; you’ve been busy all day, go take a bath."

Ding Yan smiled, not arguing with Yang Mei, acknowledging that her cooking skills weren’t as good.

She turned to the room, picked out comfortable clothes, and headed to the bathroom.

Liang Yuan stood up, seeing Dong Yan still sound asleep, he laughed, "What a good sleep quality."

Song Wen enviously said, "Ah, Yanyan is only nineteen, still a kid."

Liang Yuan reached out, gently picked up the girl, "I’ll take her back to her room."

"Okay, I’ll help Sister Mei with cooking." Song Wen nodded, heading to the kitchen.

Liang Yuan took Dong Yan to her room and gently placed her on the bed.

Just about to leave, Dong Yan unexpectedly hugged his neck.

With his strength, Liang Yuan could easily stay balanced.

But he clearly felt that Dong Yan seemed to exert some force.

Letting her pull him down, he was next encapsulated in a soft embrace.

The girl’s fragrance was particularly tempting, with a hint of sweetness.

Her skin was as white as an egg, smooth like silk.

He heard her softly murmur, "Brother Liang, I’m not a little girl anymore."