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    “Actually, Wang Xing and Sister Zhu Ling indeed met Young Master Lin once.”

    Sikong Wangxing placed her small hand gently over her heart and spoke slowly.

    Although this was the young girl’s first time lying, and lying in front of his wife at that, her heart was already in a state of utter turmoil.

    But Sikong Wangxing knew that if she didn’t hide it well, it would disrupt his life, and she didn’t want to see him troubled because of her.

    “Back then, Sister Zhu Ling and I had just arrived in Luo City. Even with a map, we were still a bit lost, and many people even came up to hit on us.”

    “It was Young Master Lin who helped us disperse those people and pointed us in the right direction.”

    As she spoke, Sikong Wangxing gave a slight bow. “Young Master Lin left in a hurry back then, so we haven’t had the chance to express our gratitude yet.”

    “I see.”

    Hearing the explanation from her childhood best friend, Jiang Qingshang let out a heavy sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward to help Sikong Wangxing up.

    One was her childhood playmate, and the other was the person she loved most.

    These two joys should have been doubled.

    If something were truly going on between her husband and Wang Xing, she really wouldn’t know what to do.

    But fortunately, it was all just a misunderstanding on her part.

    “I wonder if Young Master Lin has returned yet. Wang Xing… Wang Xing wants to express her thanks to Young Master Lin.” A complex look flashed through Sikong Wangxing’s eyes.

    “I’m sorry, my husband is drinking at a colleague’s house tonight and won’t be back. That’s why Yaya and I came to Sister Nongqin’s courtyard,” Jiang Qingshang said, sweetly holding Sikong Wangxing’s small hand with a gentle smile.

    Looking at Jiang Qingshang’s smile, Sikong Wangxing lowered her eyes, a sense of guilt rising within her once more.

    At the same time, a trace of disappointment surfaced in Sikong Wangxing’s heart again.

    If… if she weren’t so frail and sickly now, if she could have gone to find Young Master Lin earlier, would everything be different?

    But soon, Sikong Wangxing dismissed the thoughts in her head. Thinking like this was far too disrespectful to Sister Qinger.

    Looking back at Jiang Qingshang’s crescent-eyed smile, the sense of closeness in Sikong Wangxing’s heart grew even stronger.

    Is this the person Young Master Lin loves? She’s truly beautiful and just as gentle as Sister Qingshang.

    “Alright, let’s go inside. It’s cold in the courtyard. I’ll go boil some water for Sister Zhu Ling and Sister Wangxing so you two can wash up.”

    “Sister Nongqin, we can do it ourselves.”

    “How could that be? You are guests. There’s no reason for guests to boil their own water for a bath.”

    Nong Qin saw that the atmosphere had eased significantly and breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to enter the bathhouse.

    Having unexpectedly met Sikong Wangxing and Zhu Ling in Luo City, Jiang Qingshang naturally pulled them into her bedroom to entertain them.

    That night, the four young women and little Yaya slept together.

    Although four people were sleeping together, Nong Qin’s bed was not small, so it wasn’t too crowded.

    Although Nong Qin’s “Number One Peak in the World” did take up quite a bit of space, Zhu Ling complemented it well.

    At night, except for the “carefree” Zhu Ling and Yaya, who had played all day and quickly fell asleep on Nong Qin’s soft pillow, Jiang Qingshang and the others all suffered from a bit of insomnia.

    It was mainly because for them, it was the first time they had slept with other girls like ordinary mortal women.

    Sikong Wangxing never expected that she would be lying on a bed with Young Master Lin’s wife like best friends, sharing private secrets.

    Although Sikong Wangxing was a little nervous, she also wanted to learn more about Young Master Lin from Sister Jiang Qing.

    But Sikong Wangxing didn’t know how to start or how to steer the conversation toward Young Master Lin.

    However, a comment from Jiang Qingshang—”When Sister Wangxing saw my husband, was he on his way to the Spring Breeze Tower to listen to music?”—opened the floodgates of conversation.

    “No, Young Master Lin wasn’t heading in the direction of the Spring Breeze Tower at that time,” Sikong Wangxing said, covering for Lin Xun.

    Seeing Wang Xing’s adorable hesitation.

    Besides, how would someone who was lost know the direction of the Spring Breeze Tower?

    Jiang Qingshang realized the truth and secretly noted down: “Husband went to the Spring Breeze Tower to listen to music once yesterday.”

    “What is… what is Young Master Lin usually like at home?”

    Wang Xing’s heart raced as she tried to ask in as calm a tone as possible.

    “My husband… he always likes me to wear some clothes called ‘cos’ or something. Although those clothes are indeed quite pretty, they always feel a bit strange.”

    “And then, he loves to sleep in. I have to pull him out of bed every time. If I’m not home, all he knows how to do is order takeout. Poor Yaya even got thin from hunger back then.”

    While Jiang Qingshang was complaining about her husband, Sikong Wangxing could see that Sister Qinger’s eyes were filled with happiness.

    “Does Sister Qinger usually cook by herself?”

    “Yes.”

    “What do you usually make, Sister Qinger?”

    “Usually the dishes my husband likes, such as sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy chicken, stir-fried free-range chicken, and tea tree mushroom stewed with pork ribs.”

    Sikong Wangxing secretly noted them down in her heart.

    As she memorized them, the young girl couldn’t help but fantasize about cooking for Young Master Lin every day, watching him eat her dishes, and hearing him praise her cooking.

    “Sister Wangxing.”

    Just as Sikong Wangxing’s cheeks were beginning to flush, Jiang Qingshang took her fair little hand.

    “Why don’t you have lunch in our courtyard tomorrow? My husband will be back by then, and you can try my cooking, Sister Wangxing. What do you say?”

    A night passed, and returning to the present, it was already the next day.

    Diving into the Void Realm and escaping the Ten Thousand Buddhas Continent, Lin Xun was in a very cheerful mood.

    Not only did he get the birthday gift, but he also managed to infuriate Jiang Yuerou once again.

    For some reason, whenever he annoyed Jiang Yuerou and heard her delicate voice in a state of incompetent rage, Lin Xun felt an intense surge of satisfaction.

    After using another Void-Breaking Bead, Lin Xun had fewer than five left for traveling between continents.

    The Void-Breaking Beads were made by a close friend of Lin Xun’s. Once they were all used up, he would likely have to go find her.

    It’s just that her temper is truly terrible.

    To be honest, even Lin Xun was a bit afraid of her.

    “I should use them sparingly. If I can avoid looking for her, I’ll try my best to avoid it.”

    Lin Xun left the Void Realm and stepped into Luo City.

    Converting it to the current time, it was only nine o’clock in the morning.

    He had used the excuse of being hungover at Old Sun’s place, so returning now after “sobering up” was perfectly reasonable.

    However, learning from his previous mistake, Lin Xun went to a small wine shop to have a few drinks and give himself a bit of an alcohol scent before heading home.

    “Tomorrow is the Ice and Snow Festival. I’ll prepare well today, accompany Qinger for some shopping first, and then when the time comes, I’ll sneak away for a bit, give the gift to Sikong Wangxing, and leave. Simply perfect!”

    Humming a little tune, Lin Xun quickened his pace.

    He hadn’t seen Qinger for a day and a night; he really missed her.

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