King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

The car quickly got onto the highway, and the fields along the roadside were already covered in a blanket of snow.

As far as the eye can see, everything is a vast expanse of white.

The north wind howled outside the car window, stirring up scattered snowflakes.

Just thinking about it makes me feel cold.

However, Bentley is a business vehicle after all, with a large interior space and a full range of living facilities.

For example, car air conditioners, large screens in KTVs, and the freezer under Ning Caicai's butt...

Outside, it was a snowy wonderland with howling winds, but inside the car, the people had already taken off their heavy down jackets and were enjoying chilled cocktails.

Under the influence of the air conditioner's hot air, the blood vessels on the surface of people's bodies gradually dilate, blood circulation accelerates, and the absorption rate of alcohol in the body is promoted.

Before long, everyone's faces flushed.

Their dazed eyes indicated that they were all drunk.

Everyone lay sprawled out on the cushions.

When they woke up again, the car had already arrived in the countryside.

Several snowmen were piled up on the white ridges of the field, but upon closer inspection, they turned out to be scarecrows, completely covered by snow.

The distant mountains were covered in snow, completely buried in it.

Ye Lan got out of the car and immediately shrank her neck. "I didn't expect it to be so cold in the countryside, my goodness."

"Don't move," Lin Xueyao said softly, standing on tiptoe to wrap the scarf around his neck—a scarf she had learned to knit from Aunt Zhang Fengxia over the entire winter.

Her fingers trembled slightly, whether from nervousness or anticipation, it was hard to tell.

An orange scarf was lightly wrapped around Ye Lan's neck, like a warm and gentle ray of sunshine, dispelling the cold and harshness of winter.

A small, pale yellow daisy quietly blooms at the edge of the scarf.

Ye Lan picked up the scarf and sniffed it lightly; it had a faint fragrance.

It smells a bit like Lin Xueyao's body fragrance!

"The craftsmanship is quite good. It's also quite warm and doesn't let in any draft."

"Of course! I studied hard with Mom for three months!"

Lin Xueyao raised her proud little face.

As the daughter of the Lin family, this was the first time she had ever knitted a scarf.

I remember the first gift she gave Ye Lan was a scarf.

I think it was at a ring toss stall where I spent over five thousand yuan to win a scarf.

Even now, just thinking about it makes my lips curl into a smile.

Ning Caicai and Zhou Ting got out of the car wrapped in down jackets like turtles hiding in their shells.

Before I even opened my mouth, I was already bombarded with dog food.

They were used to this, since the two of them had no official status.

"There isn't even a wall to block the wind in this rural area. The north wind howls and seeps straight into your bones. It's freezing you to death!"

Even Ms. Zhang Fengxia, wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket, couldn't resist the allure and quickly walked into the village.

Because both sides are farmland, this is to prevent them from being run over by vehicles.

Therefore, instead of building a main road that could accommodate vehicles, they only built a narrow path that was barely wide enough for pedestrians.

With the addition of winter snow, the ground became even more slippery, making the already muddy and rugged path feel like walking a tightrope.

Ning Caicai and Zhou Ting supported each other and walked cautiously ahead.

They were afraid that they might accidentally slip into the ditch.

"Oh, you forgot your suitcases."

At the back of the line, Ye Hao laboriously unloaded all the suitcases from the car and shouted to the departing figures of the group.

But not a single person turned around.

Ye Hao was dumbfounded.

Are you expecting me to move all these heavy things by myself?

Elder abuse in broad daylight!

Just as Ye Hao was ranting and raving, Ye Lan walked over with a bitter expression on her face.

"Why are you back?"

"It's because my mom is worried about you at your age and afraid you'll overwork yourself, so she asked me to come and help you move your things!"

A gentle spring breeze swept through Ye Hao's heart, extinguishing the anger within him.

Even a day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of kindness; my wife truly loves me.

Ye Lan ignored the old couple's affection and struggled to lift Lin Xueyao's suitcase.

His center of gravity shifted instantly, and he began to wobble as he walked.

He now finally understands why those murderers online use suitcases to dismember and hide their bodies.

With this quality, it could easily hold a pig weighing over 200 pounds.

Moreover, the three girls' suitcases were all incredibly heavy, and even a young and strong guy like Ye Lan almost strained his back.

In addition, the roadside was muddy and slippery, so Ye Lan took every step very carefully.

Finally, without any major incidents, they managed to move all the suitcases into the yard.

The courtyard, enclosed by a fence, was already full of people.

Ye Yunzhou was talking to his grandmother, Ning Caicai and Ms. Zhang Fengxia went to the kitchen to make dumplings, while Zhou Ting was chatting and laughing with the aunt next door, her melon seeds dwindling.

Because he often brought three girls home for the Chinese New Year.

Grandma already considers Zhou Ting and Ning Caicai as family.

Therefore, Ye Lan's spot was made available for the two girls to live in.

He slept next to the doghouse, keeping Big Yellow company as he fell asleep every night.

There was no other way; the rooms in their old home were too few. Ye Lan wanted to spend money to expand the house, but the old folks thought it was a waste of money and unnecessary.

After all, family ties don't last beyond three generations.

After the older generation passes away, people only gather here during festivals and ancestral worship.

Lin Xueyao skipped and hopped over to Ye Lan.

She skillfully placed the little hand into his palm.

Every year during the Lunar New Year, Lin Xueyao acts like a child, still quite childish.

"You're so old and you still need someone to hold your hand? Aren't you ashamed?" Ye Lan flicked Lin Xueyao's nose.

"Hmph, I'm your wife, it's only natural for you to hold my hand."

"Oh, so you're saying that I can't hold your hand just because you're not my wife? Then why did you always let me hold your hand before we were officially a couple?"

Ye Lan squinted, staring at Lin Xueyao with a mischievous grin.

I remember that at the beginning, this little guy was extremely socially anxious and had no sense of direction.

I need someone to hold my hand when I'm out and about, otherwise I feel insecure.

Because of this, she clung to him like a piece of chewing gum, and he couldn't shake her off no matter what he did.

Lin Xueyao wrinkled her nose. "Because I had already decided to be your wife back then!"

Ye Lan felt there must be a big scoop on this.

Since we've already come this far, let's get to the bottom of this.

"But I didn't agree to be your husband. Aren't you afraid I'll fall in love with someone else and marry someone else?"

Lin Xueyao raised her small face and said, "I am a very traditional woman."

"Oh! You mean, if you see me with another woman, you'll back off?"

"No." Lin Xueyao shook her head vigorously. "If you marry another woman, I can be a concubine."

puff--!

Ye Lan looked at Lin Xueyao's serious face and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Goodness, this is way too traditional.

Does that mean Lin Xueyao allowed herself to have multiple wives and concubines and to have affairs outside the marriage?

Grass!

How come I only found out about such important information now!

Wouldn't that mean I missed out on the best years of two girls' lives?

Ye Lan turned around, and in the misty steam of the kitchen, Ning Caicai's well-behaved and adorable profile was faintly visible.

Zhou Ting was standing nearby, holding chopsticks and occasionally wanting to take a bite.

The two joked and laughed together.

The atmosphere was harmonious and the scene was beautiful.

...........

PS: Author's Closing Remarks

Ye Lan's story ends here, but everyone else's story continues.

This book is now close to a million words long.

Compared to other works of the same type, period, and word count, my book's data is probably the worst (which is why I've been shamelessly asking for free gifts from everyone).

I'm not complaining about being poor; I'm genuinely poor.

If I remember correctly, the highest number of readers for my book was around 15, compared to the 30 readers at the same time.

I'm like a husky that's infiltrated into a wolf pack.

Everyone else is eating meat, but I can only pick up the bones that others have left over.

However, writing a book shouldn't be solely focused on profits. The main reason I've gotten this far is to challenge my ability to write long-form novels and my ability to write about everyday life.

Although the final result was not satisfactory, this book, under my keyboard, is a bit like an old woman's foot binding cloth, smelly and long.

But this is indeed a novel I wrote from beginning to end, and personally, I feel a great sense of accomplishment. (Several of my previous novels involved explicit content and were banned or forced to be abandoned.)

Thank you all for your companionship over the past seven and a half months.

Life is a process of constantly falling down and getting back up.

I will not give up on my high school dream, and I hope to write better and better.

Lastly, I'm shamelessly asking for a completion gift and a five-star review. Thank you, everyone!