Ye Feng definitely wasn’t going to be the one to ask, so the task naturally fell to Si Cong.
"Uh... Old Su, what did you and Qin Fen mean by ’Red-Mouthed Perky Carp’?" Si Cong asked, unable to restrain his curiosity.
"HAHAHAHA!" Seeing Si Cong’s inquisitive gaze, Su Chen couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
He never would have thought that the great Young Master Si Cong, a man constantly surrounded by beautiful influencers, wouldn’t know what a "Red-Mouthed Perky Carp" was.
"Uh, Si Cong, a ’Red-Mouthed Perky Carp’ is..." Standing to the side, Qin Fen placed his hands on his lower back and began thrusting his hips back and forth.
Ye Feng and Si Cong understood instantly. The "oh, so that’s what it is" looks on their faces made Su Chen laugh even harder.
"Ahem, is everyone ready? It’s getting late. I’ll take you all to try some authentic Cantonese cuisine in Yangcheng City!" Ye Feng decisively changed the subject.
Su Chen’s laughter gradually subsided, and he wiped away the tears he’d laughed out from the corners of his eyes.
The group of four set out in the car. This time, Ye Feng didn’t bring a driver; he drove himself.
To Su Chen, the legendary Yangcheng City was known for two things above all else: landlords in flip-flops jingling massive keychains, and the so-called "Rolls-Royce" of geese, the Lion-Head Goose. He had heard about it long ago and was determined to finally try it now that he had the chance.
"Huh? Are we heading to the suburbs?" Su Chen asked, noticing that the tall buildings were becoming fewer and fewer. It looked like they were heading toward the mountains.
"Mhm," Ye Feng nodded. "The place we’re going is a top-tier private clubhouse, over by Phoenix Mountain."
A place that Ye Feng would call a top-tier clubhouse piqued Su Chen’s curiosity.
Baiyun Mountain wasn’t very far from Phoenix Mountain. Plus, this area was mostly villa districts, so there wasn’t much traffic on the roads. They arrived in about seven or eight minutes at a place on the summit on one side of Phoenix Mountain.
The first thing that caught Su Chen’s eye was a pair of bronze gates, four or five meters high, carved with intricate, lifelike openwork patterns of soaring dragons and dancing phoenixes.
The car paused at the entrance for a moment as the bronze gates slowly swung open. Ye Feng hit the gas, and the car drove inside.
Once inside, Su Chen realized the place was immense. Beyond the single entry road, both sides were designed in the style of Suzhou Gardens, with towering rockeries and encircling green waters, dotted with brightly colored trees...
The sight alone was incredibly relaxing.
Soon, the car stopped in front of a building steeped in ancient charm. Before Su Chen could even open his door, a beautiful female attendant in a qipao had already opened it for him.
"Welcome to Green Water Manor, sir!" The beautiful attendant in the qipao bowed slightly, gesturing with her left hand. The snowy peaks of her cleavage complemented her pale pink qipao.


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