Chapter 4

The pleasure boat was not small, decorated luxuriously, and in the center of the boat, there was a spacious area where men and women mingled, among them were many beautiful women. Although it did not quite match the bars of his previous life with their bright lights and alcohol, it was not far off, with many elegant and charming women, and many young noblemen indulging in its pleasures.

"Isn't this pleasure boat luxurious? But that's not the most important part. The girls on this boat are all very beautiful!" Liang Shan boasted to Ye Chu, "After tonight, I'll take you to have some fun and forget about Su Rong!"

Liang Shan was convinced that Ye Chu had returned to Yaocheng for Su Rong. Ye Chu couldn't explain and pretended not to hear: "This is a pleasure boat. Why is Su Rong here? Could she be interested in men, and does this boat also have male services?"

This sentence made Liang Shan jump in fright. He looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, he breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly jumped to Ye Chu, his face pale: "Brother! Don't say such things recklessly. If others hear, we'll both be in trouble. You don't know what kind of situation Su Rong is in Yaocheng! For those words, many people would pounce on you!"

Seeing that Ye Chu didn't take his warning seriously, Liang Shan was helpless and explained: "Although the pleasure boat is a place of pleasure, it can also be rented out for events! Do you remember Fang Xinyuan? This time, it's him who rented it out!"

Fang Xinyuan was the eldest son of Fang Tianhou and had some fame in the capital. Three years ago, he had achieved some success both in literature and martial arts. Ye Chu had no interaction with him, but he had some conflicts with his younger brother, Fang Xintiger.

"Miss Su Rong has arrived!"

The commotion around Ye Chu snapped him out of his thoughts. Following everyone's gaze, he saw a group of people slowly walking from the other end of the pleasure boat. Although the group included handsome men and beautiful women, everyone's attention was involuntarily drawn to one woman.

The woman had long, straight hair that flowed gracefully, an oval face that was a perfect beauty, a smooth forehead, and skin as white as snow. Her long, straight eyebrows framed deep, bright eyes, a straight nose, and lips with a soft, inviting curve that made one want to bite them. Her chin was pointed and rounded, and her face was flawless. A tight, light yellow dress accentuated her ample chest and slender waist, and the curve of her hips was clearly visible, making her absolutely stunning.

As soon as this woman appeared, she became the center of attention, and Ye Chu's gaze was also drawn to her. Seeing her again after three years, he was struck by her beauty. He felt a stirring in his heart, as if there was a deep attachment in his soul. Ye Chu knew that this was partly due to the lingering soul of the previous body's owner.

On either side of Su Rong were a group of people, including a sweet-looking woman and several handsome men. The Fang Xinyuan brothers stood to Su Rong's left, tall and confident. The other young men surrounding Su Rong were also well-known figures in Yaocheng.

"How about it? Give up! The men around Su Rong are all outstanding, and Fang Xinyuan is just one of them!" Liang Shan said to Ye Chu, "Moreover, Su Rong has a great talent in martial arts. She is adored by many, even recognized as a foster daughter by the king. A woman like her is beyond our reach."

Hearing Liang Shan's sigh, Ye Chu couldn't help but laugh: "Boosting others' morale while undermining your own! If you belittle yourself too much, you naturally elevate the woman you are infatuated with to a goddess. Do you know what women are?"

"What are women?" Liang Shan asked curiously.

"Women are like eggs!" Ye Chu said with a smile, and continued as Liang Shan looked puzzled, "The shell is hard, the inside is pure, and the core is yellow! Break the shell, strip away the white, and you'll conquer her. Don't tell me you can't conquer a woman you've taken to bed!"

"Damn!" Liang Shan couldn't help but curse. He suddenly felt that Ye Chu was even more lecherous than before. What a ridiculous metaphor. If women heard this, they would drown him in their spit. But... the metaphor was quite fitting! Hehe... Liang Shan suddenly felt less inferior in front of Su Rong. After muttering, he thought of something and asked Ye Chu, "What about men? Are they more pure inside?"

Seeing Liang Shan's shameless smile, Ye Chu shrugged: "Men are like mangoes! The outside is yellow, and the inside... even more yellow!"

"Damn! I thought you would praise us men!" Liang Shan was dissatisfied with Ye Chu's answer, "But breaking Su Rong's shell won't be easy! I advise you to give up!"

"I think the problem now isn't whether I give up or not, but that trouble is coming our way." Ye Chu looked ahead, feeling a headache. He thought that the previous Ye Chu had left him a lot of trouble, and even standing in such a remote place, he could still be recognized and confronted.

Liang Shan followed Ye Chu's gaze and saw Fang Xinyuan and his group approaching. The group's eyes showed surprise, but it quickly turned to disgust.

"Ye Chu?" Fang Xintiger saw someone who looked like the scum from three years ago, standing with Liang Shan, and suspected it was Ye Chu. But he wondered how Ye Chu dared to set foot in this land again.

"It's been a long time! I didn't expect you to still remember me!" Ye Chu smiled, "Everyone gathered here isn't to welcome me, is it?"

Liang Shan almost cried, thinking that a welcome was the last thing Ye Chu would get. He thought Ye Chu was shamelessly trying to save face, but this was the wrong time to admit who he was!

Seeing Ye Chu admit it, the group exchanged glances, and their disgust grew. They never thought that the scum who was thrown out of Yaocheng would dare to return, let alone appear in front of them.

"Su Xiaorong! It's been a long time!" As everyone was still lost in their memories, Ye Chu leaned against the wall and smiled at the graceful and beautiful Su Rong.

Su Rong's eyes showed surprise. She was not unfamiliar with Ye Chu, having heard of his notorious reputation in Yaocheng. She knew Ye Chu had feelings for her. However, he had never dared to speak to her before, only watching her from a distance. She didn't expect that after three years, he could call her "Su Xiaorong" so naturally, leaning lazily against the wall, with a somewhat unconventional and carefree demeanor.

"Who do you think you are to call Su Xiaorong?" Before Su Rong could speak, a sweet-looking woman with a mole on her lip stepped forward and scolded Ye Chu.

Zhang Suer was furious. Su Rong was her best friend, and she knew that only those extremely close to Su Rong could call her "Su Xiaorong." If others misunderstood and spread rumors about Su Rong and the biggest scum in Yaocheng, it would disgust Su Rong to death!

Fang Xintiger also reacted, shouting at Ye Chu: "You still have the nerve to step into Yaocheng! Get out of here quickly! Otherwise, I'll throw you into the Cold Lake to feed the fish!"

Ye Chu was not surprised by this reaction. He shrugged and smiled at Fang Xintiger: "If I'm thrown into the Cold Lake, at least the fish will eat me! But if you're thrown in, I doubt the fish would dare to touch you."

Liang Shan couldn't help but laugh, thinking that Ye Chu's sharp tongue was still as sharp as ever. But considering their current position, he immediately became worried. At this moment, if Ye Chu got into a conflict with them, it would be like courting death!

"You're tired of living!" Fang Xintiger roared, his veins bulging. This scene made Liang Shan's heart race. He knew Fang Xintiger's strength well; he had achieved some success in martial arts and was above average among their group of young noblemen.

Liang Shan didn't know what Ye Chu had done in the past three years, but he knew that three years ago, Ye Chu was weak and frail. If he were hit by Fang Xintiger, he would either die or lose half his life.