Fury Immortal Doctor Chapter 1677 - 1680: Qi Meng's Innocent Romance Lessons

Hanging up the phone, Shen Qiang, with furrowed brows, sat on the bed in Wenren iqiao's pink boudoir, his eyes seriously surveying everything in the room.

Only the palm-sized, petite and exquisite Golden Cicada flew out, saying, "Master, do you really not want to tell Sister Wenren iqiao your true thoughts? She loves you dearly. If she knew you wanted to eliminate Zong Zijin to ensure their safety, I think she would help you."

Shen Qiang took a deep breath and calmly said, "I can't say. If she knows I'm going to kill Zong Zijin, then she becos an accomplice. If she doesn't know, even if Zong Zijin is really killed, at most it would just be a lack of capability in her work."

The Golden Cicada's beautiful eyes suddenly brightened: "So you're not telling her to protect her?"

Shen Qiang smiled slightly and calmly said, "If I can't protect my lover, what kind of man am I? They are responsible for enchanting the world, living happily without worries. I am responsible for battling the world and promising them a lifeti of prosperity."

The Golden Cicada looked full of admiration: "Master, the sisters are so lucky."

Shen Qiang smiled, sighing helplessly: "Little thing, you're talking as if I mistreat you."

The Golden Cicada laughed with eyes curved, said: "Not at all, the master has given Golden Cicada a carefree life, making Golden Cicada feel like in the Immortal Realm."

Shen Qiang laughed, got up, dressed, and after organizing everything, calmly said: "Everyone has secrets, so can be told, so can't. Let's go. Although I don't want to owe too many favors, now there's no choice."

"Ke Bizhu, Ye Guyun, Wenren iqiao are too familiar. Zi will still be managing the restaurant for so ti. If she takes action, Wenren iqiao would certainly recognize her afterwards, and if it's Heshenghe's demons, it would be even harder to clear suspicions. So now, I need a third-party strong figure to help solve so problems."

Upon hearing this, Golden Cicada was stunned, a third-party strong figure?

Her beautiful eyes were full of questions, but just as Shen Qiang walked out without hesitation, the Golden Cicada imdiately chased after him.

"Wait for , Master!"

Twenty kiloters away, on a villa terrace garden, wearing a sleeveless light pink cheongsam, the graceful and enchanting Mirage Qing was sitting on a chair on the terrace.

Pink naturally makes one look chubby.

But on her, it was rely an added splash of color.

At this mont, her beautiful eyes were staring blankly at the computer screen on the terrace table, not even noticing a bee land on her head, let alone the forum posts continuously praising the heroic Shen Qiang.

"Miss, your coffee has gone cold." reminded a nearby female assistant who looked about forty years old, with a smile.

Suddenly regaining her senses, Mirage Qing's charming face flushed, then she smiled and said, "I was just a bit absent-minded."

Beside her, the roughly forty-year-old female assistant smiled, adding more coffee while saying, "Miss, you don't have to explain. When I fell in love back then, I was often absent-minded like this."

Mirage Qing's face was rosy with embarrassnt, her beautiful eyes showed shyness as she lifted the coffee, saying charmingly, "It's not love, Sister i, you sure know how to joke."

She had just finished speaking when she sipped the coffee and spat it out.

"It's so hot!" she frowned.

The assistant beside her laughed with eyes curved, saying, "Miss, people say won will be foolish for three years when in love. You're just beginning now; it will get sillier later. Of course it's hot since I just replaced your coffee. Normally, you would never do this."

Mirage Qing's charming face reddened, her eyes awkwardly darting around: "Not at all, just thinking about so business matters on the platform."

The assistant laughed: "You started participating in managing the platform at sixteen, and I've never seen you so absent-minded. Besides, love isn't sothing unseen, as soone who's been through it, if you need help, I think I can offer you so advice."

Mirage Qing hastily denied: "No, no, really no."

But then, as the assistant was about to leave, she suddenly coughed nervously and spoke hesitantly, "Sister i, I'm definitely not in love, but I have a close friend who recently fell for a man; this man is handso and manly, but he's surrounded by beauties, and he's very busy, so my friend doesn't know how to approach him."

Upon hearing this, the assistant laughed with eyes curved, hesitantly sitting beside Mirage Qing and softly said, "It's simple, for a mature woman, testing if a man is interested is very easy—just ask for his help."

Mirage Qing was stunned and then asked in surprise: "Ask him for help?"

The assistant laughed: "Of course, not sothing completely unsolvable; it should be sothing manageable, not too difficult, yet seems like you can't solve it yourself. Like ordinary girls who want to know if a handso guy is interested."

"They would say, 'Oh, my computer or phone is so slow, even watching movies is laggy. Can you help fix it?'"

Mirage Qing was stunned: "Then why not just clear system junk?"

The assistant laughed with eyes curved: "You think those girls don't know? They know very well, but after such a small favor, if that handso guy imdiately helps, next ti, there might be another small problem. After a few tis, the girl can naturally invite the guy for a al, with the excuse, 'You've helped so much lately, let treat you to dinner.'"

"Red wine, music, an ambiguous atmosphere, delightful lighting—if both are into it, no words are needed, it naturally leads to being together."

Mirage Qing was stunned: "That simple, not with buying roses and setting up a romantic scene for confession?"

The assistant burst into laughter: "Watch fewer TV dramas, read more books. Truly wanting to be together requires no 'I love you,' while soone uninterested—no matter the sacrifice—he would still reject you. Trust ; if you want to entice that guy, find sothing within his power that's not too botherso to ask for help. By testing, you'll know whether he likes you."

Mirage Qing blurted hastily, "It's my friend, not ."

The assistant burst into laughter: "Back in the day, I also frad my own stories as my friend's."

Mirage Qing's face flushed, and just then, her phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, imdiately getting nervous, saying, "He's calling ."

"Answer it!" the assistant urged.

After taking a deep breath, Mirage Qing answered the call, imdiately hearing Shen Qiang's voice, tinged with laughter.

"Qi ng, I have a little favor to ask of you."