Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!-Chapter 334 - 106: Huahua’s Advance (Part 2)

If Bai Ling knew what Su Xiaocai was thinking, she’d probably be furious. Ten billion—none of them could scrape that together even if they emptied their wallets.

Secretary Bai saw another different type of man approaching and said, "Can’t you young folks see me? If you want to dance with my little niece, invite me first."

The world went silent!

A well-dressed, young, and strong man inviting an old man to dance in front of everyone.

Just thinking about it, they all thought they’d feel dirty.

Su Xiaocai chuckled, her mood lifting.

"Thank you, Grandpa Bai. You really know the score. We’re both from the Bai Family, after all."

"Actually, my Bai and her Bai are from the same family. In terms of hierarchy, I’m senior to Admiral Bai, who is my nephew. That little girl from the Bai Family should call me Great Uncle Zeng."

The average lifespan has increased, so there are Great Grandpa Zeng and Grandpa Gao, but most people’s family ties aren’t as strong anymore.

If they’re not direct relatives, they don’t keep in touch much, and even when they meet, they don’t recognize each other.

"When I get back, I’ll have a word with those unfilial descendants."

"Great, great."

"I thought you’d humbly say not to bother."

"I must accept your goodwill. That Miss Bai is a bit spoiled, arranging ’male models’ to deal with people. It’s either bad or stupid. While she’s still young, it’s better for family to teach her than for outsiders to give her a lesson."

The three men hadn’t gone far yet; being called male models, they turned back angrily, "Who are you calling male models?"

"Should I describe you as animals that only think with their lower bodies instead?" said Ji Li, who returned to check on Su Xiaocai, only to see the three most unruly playboys in the circle trying to make a move on her.

Ji Li’s face was very sour, on the verge of exploding, while the three playboys were terrified and also felt wronged.

"Brother Ji, it’s not what you think. We just came to invite Miss Su to dance."

"Is it to dance or to take advantage? I know exactly what you’re thinking. Su Xiaocai is a very important guest of the Ji Family, so don’t even think about it again, or your parents will lose face."

They knew Ji Li meant what he said.

"Brother Ji, sorry, but it wasn’t our idea. It was theirs," the three spoiled brats quickly sold out Bai Ling and the others.

When Bai Ling suggested they test Su Xiaocai, they agreed only because they found her cute.

They refused to pay the price for it.

Ji Li scanned the scene, understanding in his heart: Idiots in a heap, no wonder they could come up with such a bad idea.

Bai Ling was in a panic.

Xue Huiyi was almost going crazy inside; she was just dragged to sit together and got implicated, feeling wronged enough to spit blood.

Fortunately, Ji Li wasn’t some domineering CEO character, unlikely to lose his temper at the party.

"Go have fun; stop bothering my guest."

The three spoiled brats, as if given a reprieve, left quickly, blaming themselves for not recognizing the situation and foolishly challenging a new face.

A friend of Ji Li’s couldn’t possibly be an ordinary person; they must be the best of the best.

Look at her—so calm. A typical girl Su Xiaocai’s age would have already shown nervousness or confusion.

"No need to fuss over those people. I don’t care. That high-society stuff of yours—I see it clearly and won’t step into it," Su Xiaocai said as she handed him the cat. "Watch this for me; I need to go to the restroom."

With a plump cat in his arms, Ji Li almost couldn’t hold it. He told Huahua, "Have you gained weight again? How is it that your owner keeps getting skinnier while you keep getting fatter?"

Huahua glared at him defiantly, just because it couldn’t understand him didn’t mean he could be reckless. It could understand the tone.

When Su Xiaocai entered the stall for convenience, she heard strange movements next door—a rustling sound like someone changing clothes. She didn’t think much of it and opened the stall door to wash her hands.

The restroom was luxuriously designed, the mirror spotless without a trace of dust.

A tall woman in server clothes walked past from the stall. In the mirror, she appeared very thin, as flat in front as she was at the back, like a bamboo pole.

With a distinct jawline, long hair cascading over her shoulders, and a posture a bit too casual.

Su Xiaocai found it odd, not like a proper server.

Her walk was overly graceful, the wiggle of her hips somewhat exaggerated.

She wanted to follow but the auction was starting soon, so Su Xiaocai suppressed her cursed curiosity. It’s better not to pry into other people’s private matters.

As the auction was about to begin, Su Xiaocai returned to her original seat.

Secretary Bai had already left for elsewhere, and two others had taken the spot beside her.