Peerless Little Divine Doctor: The Beautiful CEO Falls for Me

He recalled his embarrassment when Su Qingyan asked for his contact information at Baicaotang, so he quickly went to a mobile phone store and bought a new phone and a SIM card.

Then he saved Su Qingyan's and Wang Fugui's phone numbers.

Finally, he went to a women's clothing store and asked the sales assistant to pick out a few fashionable dresses for Widow Liu. He looked at those colorful dresses and thought that his sister-in-law would look beautiful in them.

On my way out, I passed by a famous cigarette and liquor store again, so I went in and spent a lot of money. I bought several cartons of good cigarettes, as well as a whole bunch of well-known liquors, in large and small bottles.

Finally, after getting everything ready, Chen Yuanbao was satisfied and prepared to go home.

He looked at himself in the glass mirror, dressed in designer clothes and carrying expensive items.

Is this the same poor, naive boy who rode a tractor into the city this morning?

He was thinking to himself, dumbfounded, that he couldn't even recognize himself anymore.

"If I go back to the village, they definitely won't recognize me," Chen Yuanbao thought.

It's almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and he needs to hurry back to the village.

When Chen Yuanbao saw a taxi approaching, he quickly raised his hand to signal the car to stop, just like people on TV do when they hailed a taxi, though his movements were a little stiff.

The driver rolled down the car window and asked him where he was going.

"To Sanshui Village, Master," Chen Yuanbao replied, bending down.

The driver was visibly taken aback when he heard this, but still asked, "I know Sanshui Village. It's quite far from the city. Are you sure you want to take my car? The fare isn't cheap."

To prevent the other party from misunderstanding the distance and causing a dispute later, the master decided it was better to explain clearly.

"How much, sir?" Although Chen Yuanbao wasn't short of money, he still asked the driver out of kindness.

The driver was honest and didn't try to raise the price. "Around two hundred, we use the meter, so the price difference won't be significant," he said truthfully.

Asking about the price was just a formality; Chen Yuanbao immediately picked up his bags and got into the car. "Driver, let's go!" Chen Yuanbao said to the driver after getting in the car.

The taxi driver was initially a little suspicious of his easygoing manner, but when he got in, he saw that the man was dressed head to toe in designer brands and carrying expensive cigarettes and alcohol; he looked like a wealthy man no matter how you looked at him.

The driver didn't say anything more. After Chen Yuanbao was ready, he reminded him to fasten his seatbelt, and then stepped on the gas and headed towards Shanshui Village.

The taxi sped along the road, the driver in high spirits, having finally encountered such a generous customer, humming a tune as he listened to music the whole way.

Seeing the driver's happy expression, Chen Yuanbao also had something to be happy about.

In the morning, I left home on a tractor that made my butt hurt, but when I came back, I took a taxi home comfortably, carrying so many valuable things in my hands.

The more he thought about it, the more emotional and happy he became, and he couldn't help but hum a song along with his master.

Seeing how happy he was, the driver asked, "Young man, did something good happen? You don't look like a villager... Are you going to your father-in-law's house?" The driver looked at Chen Yuanbao in the rearview mirror and said.

"I'm happy to have encountered something, but it's not going to my father-in-law's house, it's going back to my own home," Chen Yuanbao said happily.

"Then you've struck it rich, and you're returning home in glory..." the driver said, analyzing Chen Yuanbao as he drove. Seeing Chen Yuanbao didn't reply, he smiled and continued, "These days, fewer young people with money are willing to go back to their villages. It's good that this young man hasn't forgotten his roots..."

The driver seemed to be a man who had seen it all.

Chen Yuanbao said he knew the driver was praising him, but the situation was complicated, and he was too lazy to explain. He just let the driver say whatever he wanted. He chatted with the driver casually, going along with what he was saying.

As they were talking, the taxi sped off, and time flew by; in just over an hour, they arrived at the entrance of Sanshui Village.

It was around five or six o'clock, a time when everyone had finished their farm work and was resting at the village entrance, eating sunflower seeds and chatting.

Just as they were talking animatedly, a taxi pulled up, and everyone suddenly fell silent, their attention drawn to the taxi.

Everyone was guessing whose family had guests, because they hadn't seen a taxi in their village for many years.

They're definitely not from the village. Usually, everyone takes buses or tractor-trailers; no one would be so extravagant as to take a taxi back.

There are only a few people in the village, and everyone knows clearly who is rich and who is poor.

Several old women started chattering and discussing it amongst themselves.

"Whose house has guests?"

"I think it must be Aunt Zhang's son who came back. Only their family has the means to take a taxi back."

"No, no...you don't know this, do you? Aunt Zhang's son has his own car, and he drives his own car back home..."

Upon hearing this, everyone was momentarily confused about who it was. Nevertheless, they kept staring intently in the direction the taxi had gone, all wanting to see who was so wealthy as to take a taxi to the village.

Chen Yuanbao's house is not far from the village entrance. When he arrived at his door, Chen Yuanbao hailed a taxi to stop.

When everyone saw the taxi stop in front of Chen Yuanbao's house, they became even more interested, and they all craned their necks for miles, afraid of missing something.

Chen Yuanbao gave the money to the driver, then got off the bus carrying his bags.

Once Chen Yuanbao got off the bus and stopped, the group realized he was a man in a suit and tie, and they started discussing it again.

"Is this a relative of Chen Yuanbao? They look like city people. Does Chen Yuanbao have any relatives in the city?" Someone asked this question, and everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Another sharp-eyed observer noticed that the person looked somewhat familiar and said with a puzzled expression, "Why does this person look so familiar?"

Upon hearing this, someone joked, "Looks familiar! Oh! Could it be a relative of yours? Why don't you hurry up and greet your wealthy relative?"

After saying that, they all burst into laughter.

Suddenly, the man remembered and exclaimed, "My goodness! No wonder he looked so familiar! Isn't that Chen Yuanbao? Look, isn't he Chen Yuanbao?"

Upon hearing this, the people stopped laughing and began to scrutinize the man in the suit.

Chen Yuanbao heard the chatter and knew they were talking about him... That's normal, he thought of these things while taking a taxi back to the village, and he didn't care. He glanced back at the group of people at the village entrance and walked towards his house.

When he turned around, they all saw the man's face clearly.

"Wow! It really is Chen Yuanbao."

"Huh...? That silly Chen Yuanbao, it really is him."

These few words instantly made the already noisy village entrance even more chaotic.