The Bentley Continental GT signaled a turn and changed lanes, pulling into the Bentley 4S dealership and stopping at the entrance. As soon as Lin Can stepped out of the car, the receptionist immediately recognized him and sashayed over in her office lady pencil skirt.
"Mr. Ji is here—oh no, my mistake! I meant Mr. Lin."
She quickly corrected herself. Lin Can had made quite the impression last time—she hadn't been able to forget him.
"Who's Mr. Ji?" Qiao Meina got out of the car and walked over.
Lin Can pulled out his phone and opened his Douyin profile to show her.
[Ji Bochang]!
"..." Qiao Meina calmly tossed the car keys to the receptionist. "Please take care of the maintenance." Then she swayed off into the dealership in her denim pencil skirt, adding with a not-so-casual sigh, "You know what they say—men always show off the things they lack the most."
"Hey, Meina-jie, I object to that. Come with me to the restroom—I'll prove it to you. I can't stand being slandered like this."
"Scram."
Smack! Qiao Meina slapped his hand away.
She hadn't seen it for herself, but judging by how satisfied Chu Qingning always looked after coming back to the hotel during their days in Dali, it was probably… well-deserved.
"Okay, enough joking. I heard some luxury car shops swap out parts during maintenance. For safety, we'd better watch the process."
Lin Can had seen similar news before—consumers were always the ones who suffered in the end.
"Alright, let's go."
Repair area.
The two sat down on the chairs. Qiao Meina lifted her legs and placed them on Lin Can's thighs.
"Massage them for your big sister."
She leaned back naturally in the seat, one hand covering the hem of her skirt, the other scrolling through Ji Bochang's Douyin account.
"Tch. That hand isn't covering your modesty—it's covering the trust between us siblings."
"Enough talking. Massage."
Lin Can's hands started rubbing her fair, smooth thighs.
He had rules—for instance, it was okay to touch the exposed part under her skirt, but anything higher was off-limits. She couldn't handle that.
Male and female salespeople in the shop all watched the handsome guy and beautiful woman with wide eyes.
They remembered the last time Mr. Lin came in to buy a car—he was with a girl who looked sweet and pure, the kind of girl guys imagined as their first love.
This time, he was with a glamorous, long-legged beauty.
Last time, he massaged that girl's legs.
This time, he was massaging this beauty's legs.
Hmm… confirmed. Mr. Lin has a thing for legs.
When rich people have quirks, they're just seen as genuine and unpretentious, not creepy.
The female staff envied the girls around Lin Can.
The male staff envied how they were all such stunners.
…
Half an hour later, the car was fully serviced and sparkling clean.
Lin Can drove off with Qiao Meina.
Previously, the four of them had asked about Lin Can's family background. He had straightforwardly said: his parents had passed away a few years ago, and he was the only one left. He held a rural household registration, and his home was in a village under Yunchuan City.
Having money gave him confidence—humble origins were no problem.
It was precisely because he had no family that Qiao Meina dared to visit. If his parents were still around, she'd have felt too embarrassed to come.
As for the money, Lin Can explained that: "Back in the day, my parents worked in another city and saved up. They were lucky to meet someone who taught them how to invest. The investments paid off over the years, and I helped manage things well, so the returns snowballed. We just didn't tell people in the village—it's better to keep money low-key."
The girls all believed him. After all, he was a rural kid, just a high school grad, and his social circle was clean. And the money—well, it was definitely real.
Every payout from the system could be funneled into various channels like [Investments], [Stocks], etc., with full traceability. Totally believable.
Back in Yang'an County, the two stopped by a supermarket for some daily necessities and groceries before heading back to the village.
Along the way, Lin Can pointed out local scenery. As they turned off into the farming road at the village entrance, he pointed at a small earth god shrine.
"When we were kids, we used to steal the offerings from that shrine."
"Did your stomach hurt afterward?"
"Nope, just super hard."
"...You're so annoying. Can you go one minute without making everything dirty? Hmph~"
Qiao Meina rolled down the window, gazing out at the fields. The breeze played with her long hair. For a girl who grew up in a big city like Modu, this countryside vibe was something she longed for.
"Acang, your hometown is so beautiful."
"Beautiful, sure—but stay for a week and you'll be sick of it."
"No way!"
By the bamboo grove, near the lotus pond and outside the rose-covered courtyard, a group of aunties were knitting, waggling their eyebrows and gossiping about who-knows-what.
"See? That rose-covered courtyard is my house. And that group of aunties at the gate? I'm scared every time I see them. Once you get out of the car, word will spread through the whole village in minutes."
"Serves you right. Remember when you came to my place? The aunties barely noticed I brought a guy home—until you shouted my name. The next day, the whole neighborhood was gossiping that I brought a man back, asking if I got pregnant before marriage."
"What did you say?"
"I said, 'Yes, I, Qiao Meina, am pregnant with Lin Can's child. What's it to you?'"
"Savage."
Lin Can loved this about her—fierce and bold!
The aunties noticed the Bentley and stepped aside to let it pass.
Last time, the whole village learned Lin Can was driving for some big boss.
He got out, smiling and greeting everyone.
"Acang, bringing back the boss's car again?"
"Yep, that's right."
Qiao Meina took a moment in the passenger seat to tidy herself up, then stepped out gracefully.
The aunties' eyes lit up.
"Ooh, who's this young lady?"
"She's my girlfr—" Lin Can began, but Qiao Meina looped her arm through his.
"Hello aunties, I'm Qiao Meina, Acang's girlfriend."
This was the countryside—no one would buy a "sibling" story. Girlfriend was the safest label.
"Oooh~ Acang, you've got a girlfriend now?"
"She's beautiful. You're lucky."
"Where are you from, dear?"
"I'm from Modu."
"Oho~ from Modu, eh~"
The aunties exchanged glances, impressed—Lin Can had managed to land a Modu girl!
"Aunties, I brought you some candy."
"No need, no need."
"Don't be shy—please have some~"
Qiao Meina gave each of them a handful of sweets.
They liked her even more now—such a polite young woman.
"You all chat—I'll go bring the stuff inside."
Once Lin Can left, the aunties surrounded Qiao Meina, asking her all sorts of questions.
"How old are you, dear?"
"I… I'm 19. One year older than Acang."
"Ooh~ A noona romance, hahaha~ I knew Lin Can would end up with an older girl."
"How come?"
"He's had a thing for older women since he was a kid. Total sister complex."
Qiao Meina giggled.
It kind of made sense.
"So, has Acang brought other girls home before?"
"No, no, no—you're the first one."
"Really?"
"Of course! He's such a good kid—always studying. His only hobby was photography. Great grades too…"
By the lotus pond, the chatter continued.
More aunties gathered, curious about the rumored girlfriend. Their eyes stayed glued to Qiao Meina.
Though she was bossy at home, outside she was poised, composed, and tactful. She didn't try to steal the spotlight and knew how to give her man face in front of relatives and friends.
"Aunties, I'll head back first."
"Alright, dear. Go on."
As she walked away, the aunties whispered behind her.
"She's got that prosperous-wife look. Acang's a lucky boy."
"Look at that round, full backside—definitely built for bearing children."
They didn't even wait for her to leave earshot. Qiao Meina could clearly hear them commenting on her butt and how "fertile" she looked.
Phew~
Face flushed red, she quickly scurried back into the courtyard.
A gentle breeze stirred the rose petals in the air.
She glanced around. To the right, under the grape trellis, she picked a grape and shuddered. "So sour~"
Over by the mossy old stone vat beside the fence, she leaned over to peek inside.
"Can~ Can~ One of your goldfish died."
"Let me see."
"It's just…" She turned around, only to see Lin Can already leaning in. She gripped the edge of the vat and reflexively leaned back. Her ponytail dipped toward the water, brushing the surface and sending ripples through the pond. A few goldfish swam up, blowing bubbles.
Lin Can wrapped his arms around her waist, her soft belly pressing against his firm abs.
"Loosen up—you're squeezing me. I can't breathe."
"I heard Modu girls are really proud and picky. Didn't think you'd like a country boy like me. But you're different—you didn't mind my background at all. You even liked coming to the countryside. That must be true love."
As he spoke, the Bentley key dangled from his fingers, the big "B" glinting in the light.
Of course Qiao Meina knew he was using the sweet talk as an excuse to get handsy.
Fine. She'd teased him all day. Let him have his moment—consider it a reward.
Just then.
The courtyard door creaked open. Zhang Chao walked in—and saw the two of them hugging tightly by the stone vat.
Qiao Meina quickly pushed Lin Can away, returning to her ladylike pose.
Zhang Chao: "I heard Lin Can brought a girlfriend home. I didn't believe it—until I walked in and saw for myself."
Lin Can slung an arm around Qiao Meina's shoulder and introduced them to each other. Then he said, "Chao-ge, I bought beef and seafood. Bring your wife over tonight—we'll have a barbecue in the courtyard."
Zhang Chao: "Sure, I'll go catch some fresh stuff too."
Qiao Meina: "Fresh stuff?"
Lin Can: "Fish, shrimp, crabs—all from the river."
Qiao Meina was delighted. "You have that here?"
Lin Can: "This is the countryside—we have everything."
"I want to go! I've only ever read about catching those in books. I've never done it. Can Can, will you take your big sis?"
She tugged at his shirt excitedly.
Lin Can smiled and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Alright, I'll take you. Let's go get changed."
His house was a single-story building, but Lin Can had a taste for life. Some of the money he made from photography went into gradually turning the place into a cozy little countryside cottage.
It was mostly wooden inside—clean, simple, and full of rustic charm.
Later, when he had more money, he bought some higher-end furniture, still keeping with the theme.
He found an old T-shirt in the wardrobe.
"Wear this. If it gets dirty, just toss it."
"Mr. Lin, would you mind stepping out? Miss Qiao is changing."
Qiao Meina took the shirt, opened the door, and gestured for him to leave.
Lin Can chuckled and stepped out to change as well.
A few minutes later.
Outside in the courtyard, Zhang Chao called out, "Acang, are you lovebirds ready yet? The sun's about to set!"
"Coming~"
Qiao Meina replied, walking out in an oversized T-shirt. She twirled in front of Lin Can.
"How do I look?"
"We're going to catch fish, not walking a runway. Why do you even ask?"
"Hmph. No sense of romance. Let's gooo! Yay~"
…
On the ridgeline.
Zhang Chao and his wife walked ahead.
Lin Can carried a bucket, and Qiao Meina held a fish net, following behind.
She'd never walked on a narrow ridge path before. Sometimes she stepped in dog poop and had to rinse her foot in the river, other times she stepped on pebbles like walking on acupressure boards.
"Does it hurt?"
"I'm fine. I'll get used to it."
"We need to go into the woods across the ridge. Hop on, I'll carry you."
Lin Can squatted down.
Zhang Chao's wife looked back. "Meina, just get on. Don't be shy—your Acang cares about you."
Qiao Meina climbed onto his back. Lin Can carried her across the ridge.
"Can Can~"
"What?"
"Sunset on the ridge path, cicadas chirping, frogs croaking… there's me, and the person I like. He's carrying me, taking care of me, catching fish with me, cooking dinner with me back home… no worries, no stress. This—this is the life I dream of."
"As long as there's money. Try it without money and see how it feels."
"Hmph! You have zero sense of romance!"