Yang Fan hadn't expected Little Mother to actually do a "Yang Yuan No. 2".
However, it seemed there was no difference whether she took off her clothes or not.
Underneath, she even had a vest on.
Yang Fan had been a bit hopeful, but upon seeing that, he was instantly disappointed.
What could anyone see with this?
Apart from faintly discerning some traces of a bra, there was nothing else.
Feeling regretful, Yang Fan suddenly remembered he had to make a phone call to Mr. Fan and hurriedly got up to step outside.
The meal was rather enjoyable, and he had planned to call after half an hour, but he almost forgot.
The phone rang for a while before it was picked up on the other end.
"Mr. Fan, have you arrived home safely?" Yang Fan asked.
"No," Mr. Fan's voice came through, "I'm still at your village hall. That damn Liang Laoshi stirred up a hornet's nest, and I'm helping him catch bees. The situation is a bit messy."