158: Chapter 158 Honey, go and comfort them first.

Sitting in the front row, Xiao Yueyue suddenly turned his head and chimed in cheekily: "Shishi, why do I feel like your use of the term 'experienced person' is a veiled jab at Sister Dandan's age? Is this some high-level shade?"

"Hey! You little black fatty! Trying to sow discord, are you?" Song Dandan stood up in anger, making a gesture as if to slap Xiao Yueyue on his fleshy back.

Lei Jiayin stood up, walked to the driver's seat to check the road conditions ahead, then walked back with a frown: "Lin Chen, shouldn't we find some fun to pass the time? It looks like it's going to be a long while before we reach Lijiang."

Actually, Lijiang isn't very far from Dali City; it's just to the north of Dali City.

There is a direct highway between the two places, with a total length of just over 130 kilometers.

In normal, good weather, with the pedal to the metal, you could comfortably arrive in two hours.

But the weather today is truly terrible.

The rain is pouring down, and even with the wipers on full blast, you can't see the road ahead clearly.

Right now, they are still stuck in downtown Dali City, the car moving in fits and starts like a snail, with the speed not even reaching 30 km/h.

Even if they get on the highway in a little while, the situation won't be much better.

In this kind of torrential rain, the highway speed limit is definitely strictly enforced.

For safety's sake, it will take at least three or four hours to even reach the outskirts of Lijiang.

"Yeah, yeah! Brother Lin Chen, sitting here like this is so boring! I hate long car rides the most!" Song Zuer also chimed in.

She turned, draped herself over the back of the seat, rested her fair, delicate face on her hands, and stared eagerly at Lin Chen with her bright, clear eyes.

Lin Chen was focused on massaging Tong Liya's somewhat sore arm and didn't even look up when he heard this: "Didn't you all complain about being exhausted from picking up trash this morning? Take advantage of these few hours of travel and close your eyes to catch up on some sleep."

"We were a bit tired while working earlier, but after taking a shower, I feel fully recharged again!"

"Husband, I'm not sleepy either, I'm feeling really energetic!"

Now it was a problem; not only Song Zuer, but the gazes of all three wives were fixed squarely on Lin Chen.

Lin Chen held Tong Liya's slender, jade-like fingers, gently shook her fair, delicate arm, and smiled helplessly: "Then what do you want to do?"

Xiao Yueyue immediately chimed in: "Need you ask? Obviously, tell us a story! 'ghost blows out the light' or 'The Supernatural Master', pick whichever you like!"

Lin Chen leaned back against the seat: "Can't you guys have some other pursuits? Aren't you tired of hearing stories every day? Even I, the storyteller, am getting sick of it."

As soon as Lin Chen finished speaking, before the Divas Hit the Road Group could retort, the millions of netizens in his live stream channel got anxious, and the screen was instantly flooded with bullet comments.

"Not tired! Absolutely not tired! Lin Chen, please start telling it quickly; I've already got my melon seeds and cola ready!"

"To tell you the truth, the only motivation I have for watching this crappy travel variety show is to hear Lin Chen tell stories!"

"Lin Chen, stop being coy! There are two pits, just pick one to fill, as long as you open your golden mouth!"

"Hahahaha, I guessed they would definitely tell stories on the road, so I specifically asked my boss for a half-day off. Lin Chen, you can't let my time off go to waste!"

"Lin the Dog, I have mixed feelings about you right now! I love your looks and talent, but I hate your terrible habit of digging pits and not filling them! If any other celebrity dared to lead fans on like this, I would have tracked down their ancestors eighteen generations back by now!"

...

Looking at the expectant little gazes of his three wives, Lin Chen finally softened, cleared his throat, and began his storytelling performance.

In this program, listening to Lin Chen tell stories had already become an unmissable entertainment project for the Divas Hit the Road Group and the entire Production Team.

Not only did the millions of viewers love listening, but even the driver was listening with great interest.

This time, Lin Chen chose to fill an old pit, continuing the subsequent adventure plot of 'ghost blows out the light'.

Amidst Lin Chen's vivid and dramatic storytelling, the minibus finally crawled onto the highway like an old ox pulling a broken cart.

As expected, because of the heavy rain, the maximum speed limit sign on the highway had been reduced from 120 to 60.

All vehicles had their hazard lights on, cautiously groping their way forward in the rain and fog.

In this kind of hellish weather, even the most impatient driver wouldn't dare to speed. Fines and deducted points were minor matters; a moment of carelessness could mean a fatal car crash.

After suffering on the bus for nearly four hours, it wasn't until 4:30 PM that the bus finally drove slowly into the territory of Lijiang.

The Production Team had booked a specialty inn located on the edge of the Ancient Town of Lijiang in advance.

This inn's main selling point was its authentic Naxi ethnic style.

Walking into the room, it felt like traveling back to ancient times.

Not only were the doors and windows carved, and the screens rustic, but even the bed for sleeping was one of those solid wood carved canopy beds.

There were Eight Immortals tables and Master chairs, all complete.

Although the air conditioner and TV placed in the corner of the room slightly spoiled the ancient atmosphere, the overall ambiance was still quite good.

"This room... who is squeezing into this room with me tonight?"

Lin Chen pushed open the door to one of the guest rooms.

He sized up the solid wood carved canopy bed in the room.

The size wasn't too small; it was more than enough for two adults to sleep, a bit crowded for three, and if four adults lay on it together... it would be a bit like a can of sardines.

Hearing this question, Tong Liya, Guli Nazha, and Liu Shishi, the three women, exchanged glances.

Surprisingly, they didn't fight for favor on this issue, but instead tacitly kept silent.

The three of them pushed their respective large suitcases in one after another, and then, as if they had discussed it, squeezed into the spacious bathroom together.

Who knows how these three women negotiated inside.

A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened.

Tong Liya walked out, beaming with joy, and began to open her suitcase to take out her pajamas and toiletries with light steps.

Meanwhile, Liu Shishi and Guli Nazha looked lifeless, pouting their lips enough to hang an oil bottle, dragging their respective suitcases, and walked out of the room reluctantly to go to the guest room next door.

"How did you decide the winner in there?"

Lin Chen knew clearly that in this kind of Shura field over the right of serving in bed, as a smart man, the best strategy was to pretend to be blind and deaf and never get involved.

As long as he took a stance, he would definitely not be favored by either side.

But his damnable curiosity couldn't help itself.

He walked behind Tong Liya, who was hanging up clothes, squatted down, and leaned against her fair, delicate earlobe to inquire in a low voice.

Tong Liya turned her head and glanced warily at the camera in the corner.

She raised her soft, delicate hand to half-cover her mouth and said triumphantly in a low voice: "Rock-paper-scissors! One round decides the winner; I threw rock, and they both threw scissors! Pretty cool, right?"

Lin Chen smiled and pinched her cheek: "Good luck, quite impressive."

Tong Liya rolled her eyes, pushed Lin Chen's shoulder: "You should go to their room next door and stay for a while now."

Lin Chen was stunned.

He couldn't believe his own ears.

When did his jealous wife become so understanding?

Although these five top-tier beauties were glamorous in front of outsiders, behind closed doors, when it came to competing for favor, they were no different from ordinary, resentful women in the boudoir.

They would love to tie him to their waistbands twenty-four hours a day.

Now, she was actually taking the initiative to push him into another woman's room? Did the sun rise from the west?

Seeming to see through Lin Chen's astonishment, Tong Liya curled her cherry lips and said helplessly:

"Even if you don't go over to coax them now, they will definitely find an excuse to run over and cuddle in the bed in a little while; I know the routines of these two vixens too well."

"Instead of waiting for them to come and ruin our two-person world, I might as well be generous and give you some time off. When the time is up, if they dare to be shameless and not let you go, then don't blame me for going over there to enforce family law."

Lin Chen's mouth had been open for a long time without closing.

Good heavens, this was actually a tactical retreat!

A woman's heart is indeed a needle at the bottom of the sea.

"But we have an agreement; you can only sit there for a while when you go over, you can't do anything else! At most one hour, you must return to me intact, not a minute less!"

Tong Liya had just finished showing off her hypocritical generosity, and immediately exposed her true nature, glaring with her watery, big eyes and fiercely setting the rules.

The astonishment on Lin Chen's face instantly turned into a bitter smile.

He shook his head and sat down on the edge of the bed: "Then I'd better not go over, to avoid trouble. I'll just stay here and keep you company."

Hearing this, Tong Liya's tense, pretty face instantly bloomed like a flower.

She leaned over and kissed Lin Chen loudly on the lips, saying coquettishly: "Husband, you're the best~ But you should still go over, I'm really not that petty~"

A woman's mouth is a lying ghost. The more beautiful the woman, the less you can believe what she says.

When Lin Chen walked out of the room, he sighed deeply in his heart and reached this eternal truth.

...

Perhaps because of the torrential rain, although it was only past five in the afternoon, the sky outside was already as gloomy as dusk.

Warm yellow lights lit up in the antique inn.

The lamps here were all made in the style of rosewood lanterns; the light wasn't dazzling, but rather exuded a warm and ambiguous atmosphere.

Liu Shishi and Guli Nazha's room was right next to Lin Chen and Tong Liya's.

The layout and area of the room were exactly the same; the only difference was that in the center of this room, there was actually a square solid wood mahjong table.

When Lin Chen pushed the door and entered, Liu Shishi was lying on the mahjong table like a puddle of mud.

She rested her fragrant cheek on one hand, and with the other, she was boredly shuffling the mahjong tiles on the table like a child with ADHD.

Guli Nazha stood quietly by the carved wooden window with her arms crossed, watching the drizzling rain outside, lost in thought.

"Husband?!"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Liu Shishi suddenly raised her head, and seeing it was Lin Chen, her little face suddenly bloomed with bright surprise.

The originally expressionless Guli Nazha also instantly brightened up.

She walked over quickly, like a virtuous little wife, and gently helped Lin Chen tidy up the slightly messy hair on his forehead, her voice sweet enough to be cloying: "Why did you run to our cold palace? Didn't Yaya keep you?"