280: Chapter 280 Goddess and Angel

A brother and sister from the Murong Family were taking a walk at night when they began to argue.

But it was only because the younger sister had her older brother's best interests at heart; their relationship as siblings had always been excellent.

Young Master Murong Yuan shook his head at his younger sister, "I know Yuan very well. She was my classmate at Oxford and is the daughter of my father's old comrade-in-arms."

"She is absolutely nothing like the rumors suggest. She just has a somewhat eccentric personality, but deep down, she is a very strong-willed woman."

Murong Yan curled her lip, "Fine, Liu Yuan is perfect in every way. She's the best-looking woman in the world!"

"But you men might as well give up; your goddess is already taken."

"What? Who?" Young Master Murong Yuan appeared somewhat incredulous.

Murong Yan giggled, "A man named Su Nange, who is only in his twenties."

Young Master Murong Yuan thought for a moment, but he had never heard of such a person.

"How do you know?"

Murong Yan replied, "I went to a private party in Qiantang a few days ago and heard it from Song Xiaotian. That guy is practically your love rival! If he said so, it must be true!"

Young Master Murong Yuan didn't know why, but hearing his younger sister's words, he felt a bit resentful.

What level is Song Xiaotian even on? Is he worthy of being my love rival?

However, someone of Young Master Murong Yuan's stature wouldn't act like an ordinary person, desperate and heartbroken over a failed romance.

"Sigh, if Yuan has found someone, then so be it. But why would she choose a man so much younger than her?"

Murong Yan chuckled upon hearing this; she knew he couldn't let go.

So, she continued to stir the pot, "I heard from Song Xiaotian that this Su Nange seems quite powerful. Many big shots in Qiantang can't compete with him."

Young Master Murong Yuan replied, "Heh, besides the Liu Family, Qiantang is nothing special."

Murong Yan laughed, "That goes without saying. Who could compare to my brother?"

As they walked, they arrived at a pavilion in the middle of the lake.

It had to be said, the entire Murong Family estate was as large as a 5A-rated tourist attraction.

In the pavilion, a woman sat in the moonlight, admiring the koi in the pond.

The siblings looked at the woman from afar and found her unfamiliar; she didn't seem to be from the Murong Family, so they continued walking forward.

The woman, draped in a pure white woolen coat, noticed someone walking toward the pavilion.

The man was gentle and elegant, with an extraordinary appearance, while the woman had a face like a peach blossom and a graceful figure.

They were clearly of significant status.

The woman stood up to welcome them, bowed, and said, "Kombanwa, good evening!"

The siblings were taken aback. Oh? Why is she a girl from Japan? Could she be the guest their father mentioned?

Saionji Sawa had been bored that evening, so she came out to enjoy the moonlight.

She hadn't expected to run into Young Master Murong Yuan and Murong Yan.

But when she raised her head and the siblings saw her face, they were both taken aback.

Murong Yan had heard from the servants that this Japanese woman was beautiful, but she hadn't expected her to look so familiar.

Young Master Murong Yuan was even more stunned; if she hadn't just spoken a few words in Japanese, he would have truly believed that she was standing right in front of him.

The siblings both felt that Saionji Sawa looked strikingly similar to the woman they had just been discussing.

In truth, it wasn't that Saionji Sawa looked exactly like Liu Yuan.

Rather, they both belonged to the same type—possessing a purity that carried a hint of perfectly balanced allure.

They say that purity is worthless in the face of sexiness, but that's only half true.

When a pure woman decides to be sexy, even a eunuch would be aroused.

Japanese women are naturally refreshing and beautiful, and with Saionji Sawa's air of superiority, she was even more captivating.

"Hello, my name is Saionji Sawa, and I am from Japan."

"Oh, oh." Young Master Murong Yuan collected himself, "Hello, hello. My name is Young Master Murong Yuan, and this is my younger sister, Murong Yan!"

Saionji Sawa found it amusing that she had run into the two third-generation descendants that Murong Changfeng had just mentioned.

Young Master Murong Yuan immediately added, "We just left my father's place, and I didn't expect to run into you so coincidentally. My father instructed us to show you around and help you experience the cultural customs of Gusu."

"This works out perfectly. How about tomorrow? We'll come to pick you up!"

Murong Yan "despised" her brother internally; all men in the world were the same.

Why were you acting so cool just now? Now that you see she's beautiful and looks like your goddess, you're suddenly excited again?

Saionji Sawa regretted coming out; why had she been wandering around in the middle of the night?

This was awkward. How could she refuse them to their faces and reject their good intentions?

"Well, alright then. Would that be too much trouble for you two?"

Young Master Murong Yuan replied, "No trouble at all! Our country has always been known for its hospitality."

The more Murong Yan looked at her older brother, the more amusing she found him.

You old rascal, you fool! Could anyone picked out by Dad be anything less than excellent?

Surprisingly, Young Master Murong Yuan's previously stifled mood had actually improved quite a bit.

However, he was unaware that his former college classmate and goddess, Liu Yuan, was currently lying in Su Nange's arms.

He wondered if he would still be in such a good mood if he knew.

Su Nange cupped Liu Yuan's face. She wore no makeup, yet he couldn't even see a single tiny pore.

He sighed, "How are you getting more and more beautiful? It's like you're aging in reverse."

Liu Yuan kissed Su Nange on the cheek, then pretended to be angry, "Have you been up to no good again? Saying such sweet things."

"Can't I compliment you without having been up to no good?"

Suddenly, he realized there was something wrong with his phrasing, but before he could correct himself, he heard her voice.

"Aha! So you admit you've been up to no good! You stinky guy! I'm going to kill you!"

Su Nange begged for mercy, "Can't we just be honest with each other?"

Liu Yuan looked at her own body—she was wearing nothing at all. Wasn't that honest enough?

She became even angrier, "Between the two of us, who is the one being dishonest? Why are you still wearing a tank top while I have nothing on?"

Su Nange reached down, pinched a second layer of skin on Liu Yuan's leg, and gave it a flick.

He chuckled, "Isn't there something right here?"

Liu Yuan instantly blushed, "Ah! You old pervert!"

After another round of battle, the eldest miss's arrogance was finally suppressed once more.

However, although the eldest miss had been calmed down, she pleaded, "Husband, please take me to the capital, okay? Aren't I considered the Wen Family's granddaughter-in-law now? Why won't you let me go?"

Su Nange felt a headache coming on; this eldest miss really doted on him.

He feared that even if he told her he had a truckload of women outside, she would still forgive him.

But Zhou Wanqing was the one obstacle she could never get past.

He had rarely visited his Older Female Cousin during this time, precisely to avoid giving Liu Yuan or others any leverage.

He planned to wait until he was alone with his Older Female Cousin to make his big move and finally win over Zhou Wanqing.

Furthermore, he hadn't been going to the City Investment Company, and even Su Yao had been affected by his absence.

But now, facing such a pitiful eldest miss...

Su Nange couldn't help but soften, "Alright, I'll speak to Uncle Zhou, and I'll take you to the Wen Family."

"Hee hee, my husband is the best. I'm satisfied just because you agreed. But at that time, I might not actually be able to go to the capital."

"We have a film that was selected for a film festival in the City of Angels, and I have to go too."

"You're going to the United States, to the City of Angels?" Su Nange asked.

Liu Yuan wondered why Su Nange reacted that way.

"Yes. Regardless of whether we win an award, it's a testament to Global Asia! As the boss, I definitely need to be there to show my support."

Su Nange suddenly felt a tightness in his chest; he couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't a good time for Liu Yuan to go to the United States.

However, looking at Liu Yuan's expectant face, he didn't know how to tell her.

"How about you just accompany me to Beijing instead?"

Liu Yuan threw herself into Su Nange's arms, "You and Wanqing should go; I trust you. Besides, you're going to acknowledge your relatives this time, so it wouldn't be appropriate to bring your girlfriend."

"I'll have Black Kite go with you; perhaps she can be of more help."

Su Nange felt a bitter, twisting sensation in his heart.

This eldest miss was truly too good to him, and he held her even tighter.

"No, Black Kite must stay with you. Otherwise, I'm not going to the capital; I'll go with you to the USA instead. The Wen Family can do whatever they want."

Liu Yuan looked deeply moved, "Husband, you're so good to me."

Su Nange suddenly realized that he truly couldn't seem to live without this eldest miss.

Although her temper was a bit eccentric and her methods were unconventional, she got along with him extremely well. They had both grown accustomed to their constant bickering and playful fighting.

If either of them were suddenly missing from the other's side, they would feel completely lost.

Su Nange looked at the sleeping Liu Yuan as he leaned against the headboard.

Perhaps I'm just overthinking it. In a country as developed as the USA, what could possibly go wrong?