Chapter 51: Breast Enhancement Technique?

“Are you crazy? Why are you grabbing it? That skewer is mine!”

“Shut up! You’ve already eaten once, this is my first time!”

“I’m your cousin, can’t you let me have the first bite? Even Kong Rong gave his elder brother the bigger pear—why can’t you let me go first?”

“Well, I’m your younger cousin! Haven’t you ever heard of respecting the elderly and caring for the young? Besides, Tingting couldn’t come today and she’s missing out on all this delicious food, so I need to save some for her!”

Ling Feng’s girlfriend was named Liu Zhaoting. She couldn’t come because she was attending a friend’s birthday party.

Qi Kun scoffed at his words, “Save some for her? You mean save it all in your own stomach!”

Ma Fengying watched Qi Kun and Ling Feng bicker, and said to Yang Meng, who was tending the barbecue, “Are these two going to start fighting over the skewers?”

Yang Meng laughed, “They’re cousins—they’ve been like this since they were kids. Instead of worrying about them, you’d better eat as much as you can while they’re arguing. Look at Long Teng and Long Xixiang over there—smart enough to keep their heads down and eat as much as they can!”

At this, Long Teng and Long Xixiang blushed. The only reason they came was to strengthen their relationship with Yang Meng; they had no interest in skewers at all—what a bunch of bumpkins, how could skewers compare to the food at ‘Xuanqing Tower’?

But once they tried the food, they realized they’d been completely wrong—it was simply too delicious.

To borrow a line from an advertisement, the Long siblings simply couldn’t stop.

Li Xiaoqing seized the opportunity to tease Long Xixiang, “Hey, didn’t someone just say she was afraid of getting fat and wouldn’t eat meat? You’re eating an awful lot for someone who says that!”

Long Xixiang refused to back down. “So what if I eat a lot? I’m thinner than you—I’m not afraid to eat more. But you, Qingqing, as your elder sister I have to advise you: women need to know how to take care of themselves. Those who say they can eat anything and never get fat just haven’t reached that age yet. If you keep eating like this, a few years from now you’ll really turn into a chubby girl.”

Li Xiaoqing grinned, “Isn’t the whole point of life just to eat well and stay warm? With food this delicious, I’d happily become a chubby girl. But, Xixiang, even though you’re thinner than me, I think you should eat a little less—your belly is sticking out more than your chest right now.”

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd, and everyone’s eyes turned to Long Xixiang’s chest.

Heaven is fair, after all. Long Xixiang had a good family and good looks, but her chest wasn’t exactly generous—though not as exaggerated as Li Xiaoqing claimed. She was at least a solid half an A-cup…

The scene fell into an awkward silence. Qi Kun even forgot to argue with Ling Feng and clapped his hands, exclaiming, “That’s a killer line!”

If he hadn’t said it, it might have been better; after he did, Long Xixiang was nearly in tears. She was the eldest miss of the Long family and the legitimate heiress of the Long Group, since Long Teng didn’t want to inherit. When had she ever been so humiliated?

As a lady of such stature, how could she possibly match Li Xiaoqing in a verbal duel?

Yang Meng could hardly bear it any longer. “Li Xiaoqing, that was too much. And anyway, wanting a bigger chest isn’t that difficult.”

At this, Long Xixiang perked up. “Yang Meng, do you have a way to make my chest bigger?”

Truth be told, all the women present were suddenly interested.

Yang Meng didn’t even look up from his grilling. “What’s so hard about that? If you don’t mind the effort, I could make them as big as basketballs.”

“Seriously?” Li Xiaoqing was clearly skeptical. “Who says it’s that easy to get a bigger chest?”

Long Xixiang’s eyes were shining as she looked at Yang Meng. Over the years, she’d tried every possible method—short of surgery—to enhance her bust. She also knew more about Yang Meng’s special abilities than Li Xiaoqing did, so she asked eagerly, “Brother Yang, can you really help me?”

Yang Meng finally stopped what he was doing and spread his hands. “Gorgeous Miss Long, do you know what these are?”

Long Xixiang was puzzled. “Aren’t those just your hands?”

Yang Meng shook his head. “No, no. These aren’t just hands; they’re the best tools for a woman to enhance her bust. Want a bigger chest? Just massage more!”

Long Xixiang’s cheeks flushed and she muttered, “Pervert.”

Yang Meng just kept grilling. “Ah, it’s hard enough being a person these days. Even harder being a man. Hardest of all is being a man who speaks the truth and is still liked.”

He wasn’t just teasing Long Xixiang. After resolving Zhao Yun’s karmic business, Yang Meng had gained a great deal of merit and deepened his mastery of the arts handed down from the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak. Helping someone develop physically was a trivial matter—just a touch of spiritual power would do.

People always say fairies are beautiful—there’s even a saying, “as beautiful as a fairy.” But do you think all fairies are born beautiful and none are ugly? That’s nonsense. Their looks are all adjusted with spiritual power—whatever they’re not satisfied with, they change! To put it bluntly, if those fairies’ cosmetic techniques were used in the mortal world, every plastic surgeon would be out of a job. Helping someone with their bust was nothing difficult.

But to everyone else, Yang Meng’s words just seemed like flirtatious teasing.

Hu Erleng, wide-eyed, nudged Qi Kun. “Lobster, your title as ‘Most Shameless in Zhuoshan’ is about to be taken!”

Qi Kun protested, “Erleng, you’re the most shameless! I’m the ‘Love Guru of Zhuoshan!’ But Mengmeng, that was clearly my line—are you going to pay me royalties?”

Yang Meng just shrugged and kept grilling. Ah, so this is what they mean by “it’s lonely at the top.” How could these guys understand the realm of the Great Emperor?

Li Xiaoqing wiped her mouth with a napkin. “Big brother, you treated me to this amazing barbecue—let me buy you drinks tonight.”

“You?” Yang Meng curled his lip. “You just freeloaded your way through a meal and now you want to buy me drinks?”

Li Xiaoqing grinned, “That doesn’t mean I can’t treat you! I’ll just open a tab at my workplace.”

Yang Meng looked her up and down, surprised. “You have a job?”

“Are you looking down on me, big brother? Why shouldn’t I have a job? I’m the lead dancer at ‘Focus.’ I’m a great dancer!” Li Xiaoqing protested.

‘Focus’ was the name of a nightclub, very popular among young people, although Yang Meng had never been.

Li Xiaoqing continued, “I can get us a VIP table. I’ll book a big one and we’ll all go for drinks. That’s settled—I’ll make arrangements right now.”

Yang Meng smiled, “Fine. I’ve never been, so this will be a new experience. But you don’t need to host us. We’ll pay our own way—just book us a spot.”

Li Xiaoqing was about to reply when Long Xixiang interjected, “Xiaoqing, I have to say something. That’s not a good place to work. Dancing there is just a job for the young—what will you do when you’re older? Hanging around there, you won’t find a good man, let alone true love.”

“True love?” Li Xiaoqing snorted. “Xixiang, you can talk like that because you were born with a silver spoon. But tell me honestly—other than women like you, who puts true love first when looking for a man? Which woman doesn’t want to marry rich? You can talk about love all you want when you’re dating, but when it comes time for marriage, it’s all about the house, the car, the dowry. There are too few rich men and too much competition, so you settle for second best and claim you care about love instead of money, just to sound better. What you just said is easy for a privileged girl like you—but for us ordinary girls, that’s just empty talk.”

Long Xixiang frowned. “I don’t agree with you. You’re not representative!”

Li Xiaoqing retorted, “If I’m not, then who is? Your life as a rich girl is nothing like ours. The price of one of your scarves could take an ordinary person years to earn. Do you really think only your words are true? Xixiang, wake up. We call eating skewers happiness; you see it as beneath you. We’re not living the same lives at all!”

Long Xixiang shook her head. “Let me guess, Xiaoqing—you’re going to tell me that if you had my family, you’d achieve even more than I have? I admit I was born with advantages and more resources, but those resources don’t come free. We have to endure harsher training. You’re proud of your dancing, but I’ve been practicing ballet and piano since I was four, and still practice now. I never wear open-toed shoes because I don’t want people to see my deformed toes. Everyone knows my brother has loved martial arts since he was a child, but did you know he’s a top graduate from a prestigious business school, and his saxophone skills are good enough to solo in a professional orchestra? I didn’t choose my family, but I can assure you I’ve worked as hard as anyone to get where I am.”

Li Xiaoqing snorted, “Wasn’t that all because your parents forced you? Is that really a good life? I’m much freer than you are.”

Long Xixiang nodded. “The strong speak of perseverance; the weak speak only of preference. I’m grateful my parents pushed me when I was young. Otherwise, I might still be dreaming of becoming a magical girl saving the world.”

“I’m with Long Xixiang on this one. That’s another killer line!” Qi Kun chimed in again.

The atmosphere grew tense. Yang Meng cleared his throat. “Hey, what’s with you two? Even this delicious food can’t shut you up? If you want to argue, take it outside—don’t ruin the mood. Rich or poor, as long as you can live happily, that’s what matters most. Now, let’s eat! Once we’re full, we’ll head to ‘Focus’—I’m actually a little curious!”