Back at the Nanrong Family.
Ling Chen escorted Nanrong Wanqing to the living room, watched her ascend the stairs, and then turned back to his own bedroom.
At that mont, Nanrong Wanqing suddenly looked back, and seeing Ling Chen about to enter his room, she couldn’t help but speak out, "Ling Chen."
"Hmm?" Ling Chen turned around, "What’s up?"
"Thank you for your company tonight, I haven’t been this happy in a long ti."
Ling Chen grinned, "Why be polite? If you feel like going out again, just let know, and I’ll take you out."
Nanrong Wanqing nodded slightly and went straight back to her room.
After taking a shower, Ling Chen lay in bed, smiling foolishly to himself as he thought about the evening spent alone with Nanrong Wanqing. He rembered when he first joined the company, Nanrong Wanqing was extrely resistant to him, wishing to drive him out. Now, her attitude towards him had greatly changed.
This transformation began after they returned from the forest last ti.
Upon reflection, Ling Chen realized that Nanrong Wanqing was indeed an alluring woman. Despite her disability, it didn’t stop her from being a golden flower of East Sea City.
Beautiful, talented, and wealthy – these were probably the main reasons she was considered a golden flower.
Thinking of her legs, Ling Chen sighed internally; that must be the only blemish on her beauty.
If only he could cure her legs, that would be wonderful.
At that thought, he suddenly got up from bed, turned on the light and computer, and logged into a website, then accessed a private cloud storage. After layers of decryption, the contents of the cloud storage finally appeared.
Within this cloud storage, there were dozens of images, all of which were copies of content from an ancient to that he kept online for easy reference.
No one would have imagined that this hidden cloud storage contained valuable ancient manuscripts.
After a while, Ling Chen found those images related to dical records. These images were filled with ancient seal script, which he had even learned to read fluently to understand these manuscripts.
The pictures docunted many ancient prescriptions, each with various effects. Unfortunately, the dical skills he learned from them were only superficial. Many of the profound techniques were beyond his grasp, and he never had the opportunity to try them.
After studying for two or three hours, seeing that it was getting late, Ling Chen decided to print those images and planned to discuss them with Zhu Xiaozhu the next day.
Zhu Xiaozhu was proficient in ancient Chinese dicine and he believed she could offer a lot of advice.
Just as he thought of Zhu Xiaozhu, Ling Chen slapped his forehead, suddenly rembering sothing. Today, on his way back from the Martial Arts Academy, Little Hua placed a bet with him, having arranged to et the next evening to prove that Zhu Xiaozhu liked him.
Thinking of the date with Nanrong Wanqing tonight and facing Zhu Xiaozhu tomorrow, he scratched his head. If it was true as Little Hua said, that Zhu Xiaozhu liked him, should he accept it? If he did, what would happen with Nanrong Wanqing?
He could feel that Nanrong Wanqing did not resist interacting with him, which ant sothing to him beyond any doubt.
To say he had no feelings for Nanrong Wanqing would be a lie. After all, they had shared adversity, and he had taken a great advantage of her hospitality. It wouldn’t be right to just walk away as if nothing had happened.
Thinking of all this, he felt a trendous headache.
Damn it, he thought. Previously, when he wanted to find a girlfriend, he couldn’t; now, two exceptional beauties appeared in his life simultaneously. As a man, he naturally wished to have both. However, that was clearly impossible.
Leaving aside that the law would not permit it, both Nanrong Wanqing and Zhu Xiaozhu were renowned talents. Any talented woman has her pride and would not share a man with another woman – that was just impractical.
Moreover, Nanrong Wanqing and Zhu Xiaozhu had grievances between them.
"Let it be, we can talk about this tomorrow." He thought to himself. Perhaps he was overthinking it; Zhu Xiaozhu didn’t like him at all.
A night passed.
The next day.
Qingyun Martial Arts Academy.
"Xiaozhu."
Early in the morning, Little Hua pushed open the door and rushed into Zhu Xiaozhu’s room. Seeing Zhu Xiaozhu still asleep in bed, a sly glint flickered in Little Hua’s round eyes. Then she quietly climbed onto the bed and burrowed under the covers.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, the room was filled with a high-pitched scream of embarrassnt and anger.
"Xiaozhu, what are you shouting for?"
Zhu Xiaozhu’s cheeks flushed with embarrassnt as she glared at Little Hua, pushing her off, and said irritably, "You’re not allowed to pinch there again next ti... pinch there, or else I’ll spank you."
Little Hua hugged her smooth, delicate arms, giggling, "We’re both won, Xiaozhu, are you still embarrassed? Xiaozhu, I heard that a woman’s breasts need to be massaged to grow bigger, is that true?"
Zhu Xiaozhu’s face turned even redder as she scolded, "You little rascal, who’s been telling you these things?"
"Co on, Xiaozhu, just tell , you’re a dical student, you must know the truth."
"What does a little kid like you need to know that for?"
Still laughing, Little Hua said, "If you don’t say it, I’ll take it as you agree." Then, leaning close to Zhu Xiaozhu’s ear, she whispered softly, "I just gave you a little massage, and I feel like you still have room for improvent. Why don’t you give it a try, maybe they’ll grow."
"That’s easy for you to say." Zhu Xiaozhu’s eyes were shy and annoyed as she raised her arm and gently patted Little Hua’s butt.
Little Hua didn’t care about Zhu Xiaozhu’s punishnt, "If you don’t want to massage them yourself, then find soone to help you. Or... maybe ask big brother to do it, I think he’d be quite suitable."
"You..."
Hearing her ntion Ling Chen, Zhu Xiaozhu’s pretty face grew even redder, provoking a desire to cherish her.
"Xiaozhu, do you like big brother?"
"Who said that?"
"So you don’t like him then." Little Hua pretended to sigh heavily, disappointed, "Poor big brother."
Zhu Xiaozhu asked in confusion, "Why is he pitiful?"
"Big brother told the other day that he likes you a lot. But he’s also afraid of being rejected by you, so he’s never dared to confess. He said that right now he doesn’t have a house or a car, and doesn’t have any savings, so he’s worried that you’d look down on him, so..."
Before she could finish, Zhu Xiaozhu interrupted, dissatisfied, "I’m not that kind of materialistic woman."
"Right, that’s what I told big brother too. He asked to pass on a ssage to you, but since you don’t like him, I guess there’s no need for to relay it." Saying this, Little Hua sneaked a glance at Zhu Xiaozhu and got ready to get out of bed.
"Where are you going?"
"I’m going to return a call to big brother, tell him to give up on this idea. My Xiaozhu doesn’t think highly of him."
Zhu Xiaozhu suddenly beca anxious and blurted out, "Don’t!"
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