Chapter 15 - Bumper Harvest Ceremony

(Earl Carlisle)

Edited by Silver Wind

’ sound traveled from the window.

Shen Dongqing pushed open his window to take a look, and saw a stone pebble rolling in a circle on the ground. Lifting his head again, he saw Zhou Wenyan standing on the balcony of the next room, playing with a small stone between his fingers.

Seeing that Shen Dongqing had come out, Zhou Wenyan dropped the stone he was holding and propped his hand on the balcony balustrade. With one large stride of his long legs, he flipped over to the other side.

His movements were smooth and natural, and he even had the time to quirk his lips at Shen Dongqing.

It conformed to the standards of a handsome rake.

Shen Dongqing was slightly puzzled: “Why didn’t you use the door?”

Zhou Wenyan’s smile stiffened.

On the other side, someone laughed.

Zhou Wenyan raised his eyes, sweeping a cold gaze towards the source of the laughter.

Wu Jia stopped laughing instantaneously and he flipped over the balustrade as well.

His attempt was more pitiful of course; he had to exert greater effort to come over by slowly climbing up the balustrade and he hesitated for him a moment before he jumped over. It was a sharp contrast to Zhou Wenyan’s graceful maneuverer.

All of a sudden, three adult men were standing on a narrow and small balcony.

Shen Dongqing tilted his head: “To be honest, I didn’t lock the door.”

Wu Jia: ……

Then why did he waste so much effort to come over for?

Unhappy, Zhou Wenyan narrowed his eyes at Wu Jia in disapproval : “What are you doing here?”

Wu Jia pushed up his glasses. “Didn’t you come over to discuss some countermeasures? We have to spend seven days here and we don’t know what dangers are lying the castle, so we have to gather some information.”

Zhou Wenyan ignored Wu Jia’s long exposition and returned one word: “No.”

Wu Jia scratched his head, “Then what did you come over here for?”

Zhou Wenyan’s eyes flitted away momentarily, and he did not speak.

Wu Jia clasped his hands together, saying: “Boss, the difficulty for this copy is A, and I really don’t want to overturn my car here.”

Zhou Wenyan stared at for a long while before he suddenly said: “I feel that as my younger brother, you should know how to act quickly according to the circumstances.”

Wu Jia: “?”

Zhou Wenyan: “For a start, it would be best if you could quietly roll back to where you came from.”

Wu Jia’s gaze shifted between the two of them before he readily took a hint. He bopped his head: “Understood, understood.” He was one foot over the balustrade when he retracted it.

“I’ll use the door,” Wu Jia smiled dryly and retreated while he was facing them. “I’m older and my waist isn’t what it used to be…”

Finally, only Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan remained on the balcony.

After such an interruption, Zhou Wenyan did not know where he should start. He coughed softly: “Actually, I wanted to…”

He had yet to finish speaking when Wu Jia returned.

Zhou Wenyan twisted his head and looked at him, before using a voice that sounded like it had been squeezed out from between his teeth, “What did you come back for?”