Chapter 112: Someone Who Only Treats You Well  

“Uncle, you’re not here to sell honey. You’re a human trafficker, right? You’re here to deceive flowery young ladies!” Ling Sheng hugged her arms in fear. She was indeed clever.

Jun Shiyan laughed in a low voice. “If I’m a human trafficker, why are you following me?”

Ling Sheng was very serious. “Because I think you’re a good person.”

Jun Shiyan’s voice was very low, as though he was mumbling to himself. “Yes, I’m someone who only treats you well.”

Ling Sheng could still hear his words clearly. Her heart raced as a suspicious redness spread across her face.

Ling Sheng and Jun Shiyan drove off.

The remaining unlucky fools finally moved. They could not wait anymore. It would probably be easier to walk over than wait for another car.

Cheng Ye was even more annoyed than Monk Tang. He kept harping on about his donkey and asking the production crew about it, demanding that they return it to him.

After they’d been walking for half an hour, a van arrived opposite them.

The few of them were overjoyed, but they only saw the production crew’s car when they got closer. They lamented in disappointment. Why were they so unlucky?

The prop crew alighted from the car and dragged a donkey down.

Mo Ning had gotten annoyed by Cheng Ye’s nagging. She had thus asked the prop team to go to his hometown and see if they could buy or rent a donkey for him to make him shut up.

When Cheng Ye saw the donkey, his eyes lit up with excitement. “Blackie! My Blackie, you’re finally back. I knew you had been kidnapped by them.”

But...

Something was not right!

It was obviously a foal!

It looked like it had just stopped nursing and it only reached his chest.

“Where’s my Blackie? This is not my Blackie!” Cheng Ye was smart, so he immediately realized that he had been tricked by the production team.

The foal was not even as big as him, let alone as big as a donkey. Even riding it felt like a crime, as though he would be bullying a foal!

“Exalted Immortal, I’m really sorry. When we got there, it was the only one left.” The prop crew director put on a performance and patted the foal’s head with teary eyes. “Blackie is its mother. Before dying, she entrusted it to you. I hope you can raise it like your biological son.”

As he spoke, the entire prop team lowered their heads and wiped their tears.

Cheng Ye stared at the donkey, feeling on the verge of tears.

Indeed, the older the wiser.

He wondered why she had given him a foal so easily!

Cheng Ye’s donkey was back. He named Blackie’s son Little Gray. He then led the donkey and walked forward with everyone else.

His brothers and sisters laughed unkindly when they saw their brother holding a donkey with a desperate expression.

The production team was really petty. They did not really have a donkey, so they had plotted against their younger brother.

This foal is really skinny and small. Forget about riding it. It can ride you instead.

The guests walked ahead.

Mo Ning and Lin Ci followed behind in their cars but kept saying that they were not far away.

When the sun set in the west, Mo Ning comforted them and said that more than half of them had arrived. She told them to continue to work hard before encouraging them.

At that moment, a motorized tricycle approached from behind, driven by a grizzled grandpa.

The few of them stopped the tricycle and got up excitedly.

“Child, you can come up, but your donkey can’t. The car’s too small, it can’t carry it.” The old grandpa looked at him. “Give the donkey to them and come up yourself.”

Cheng Ye looked crestfallen. “Director Mo, your donkey...”

Mo Ning corrected him seriously. “No, it’s your donkey!”

The sun was setting.

Heartbroken, Cheng Ye took his donkey’s rope and they walked forward step by step, looking miserable and pathetic.