Banana Panic

"So Soft to the Touch" [My head hurts… my hands hurt too…] [So tired… just want to sleep…] Qin Zhiyan could tell at a glance that Tang Keyi had drunk too much.  Annoyed, he said,  "Didn’t I tell you to drink less?" Tang Keyi pouted.  "I didn’t drink much. And my alcohol tolerance is great." [Qin Zhiyan is so mean.] Qin Zhiyan was baffled:  How am I being mean this time? [I didn’t even provoke him. Why is he suddenly scolding me?] Considering that the pampered Tang Keyi had indeed been wronged— and that  he  was the one who’d brought him to the event,  making this his responsibility—Qin Zhiyan sighed inwardly and asked,  "What’s wrong with your hand? Let me see." Tang Keyi hesitated before obediently holding out his palm.  "It hurts." Under the car’s interior light, Qin Zhiyan examined it closely.  There were a few scrapes, likely from the broom,  and what looked like tiny wood splinters embedded in his skin. Tsk.  So delicate. ...

  Just as Nian Jinsui was about to speak,  Chu Heting seemed to hear Ning Liang’an returning and called out,  “Liang’an, come in, we’re done talking.” Only then did Ning Liang’an slowly walk in, clicking his tongue in amazement.  “Jinsui, the Qin family is really extravagant. It’s even more over-the-top than ours.” Chu Heting extended his hand to Ning Liang’an,  signaling him to sit beside him, and explained with a smile,  “This is Qin Zhuo’s preferred style.” Nian Jinsui looked Ning Liang’an up and down, unable to help asking,  “Liang’an, aren’t you curious about what we were talking about?” “If it’s something you want to tell me, then I want to know. If it’s something you don’t want to tell me, then I don’t want to know either,”  Ning Liang’an answered calmly.  “Chu Heting is someone I like, and Jinsui, you’re my family. I trust you both and respect you.” Nian Jinsui was momentarily stunned, and all his worries vanished.  He had done m...

Ning Liangan looked skeptical.  "Really? But ever since you got married, you haven’t come home to visit us. If you’re not  too happy to miss home , then what is it?" Nian Jinsui wanted to cry.  He wasn’t  too happy to miss home —he was  trapped like a bird in a cage ! "Anyway, if you’re free, come visit me more often."  Nian Jinsui glanced at Chu Heting and added,  "Just you, though." He didn’t understand why Chu Heting had tagged along today.  As the Chu family heir, he wasn’t as carefree as Chu Hejun— so why would he come to the Qin estate?  Was he still worried Nian Jinsui would bully Ning Liangan? At that moment, Chu Heting, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke. "Jinsui, you don’t seem very welcoming." Nian Jinsui nodded vigorously in his heart.  Yes, yes, you’ve figured it out!  But he still had to keep up appearances.  "How could that be? I’ve been  longing  for Ting-gege to visit me!" Chu Heting didn’t...

For a young master like him, Shen Le was just casually mentioning it and never expected Su Yu to actually hike up the mountain on foot to get a prayer bracelet. But to everyone’s surprise, Su Yu really went. And he really brought one back. Lin Yanjun and Shen Le were so shocked their jaws nearly hit the floor, both praising him as a true romantic. At the time, Su Yu was only thinking—he wanted to give Song Yanchu something to protect his safety. The best blessing he could think of was peace. On the day of the birthday banquet, everyone handed their gifts to Song Yanchu. Su Yu, caught up in the moment, also passed his gift over. When Song Yanchu opened it, his expression didn’t change much. He just smiled and said thank you. Beside him, Ji Yanli also handed over his gift. Song Yanchu’s face lit up with joy, and he opened it in front of everyone—inside was a bottle of perfume. "Thanks, Brother Ji!" Su Yu heard the delight in Song Yanchu’s voice as he smiled at Ji Yanli. Meanwhi...