Villa No. 1, Cloud Bliss Manor.
In the swimming pool, Su Ming was in a state of wild excitement. Unfortunately, under Lin Yixue's insistence, they did not go beyond the usual limits. Quite a pity!
About an hour later, the two finally emerged from the pool.
"Yixue, that's not fair! You're making this really hard for me!" Su Ming repeatedly chanted a calming mantra in his mind to soothe his restless heart.
"Hmph... That's your punishment for going on a date with another girl behind my back!" Lin Yixue huffed, her tone both proud and coy.
*Sigh...* Su Ming sighed helplessly. Women, such creatures of vengeance.
For a moment, Su Ming wanted to tell her that Fan Qianqian was already on the brink of being completely won over, and just a little more effort would seal the deal. But he felt that if he said so, Lin Yixue might kill him, so he held back.
Still, it was strange. What was up with this system? Why did it keep rewarding him with affection points when it came to Fan Qianqian? Couldn't it give something more substantial, like money?
If things continued like this, who knew how many girls would fall for him in the future? Would he have to start a harem? While that might be enjoyable, if it all came to light, it would be a disaster.
*Sigh...* With these thoughts, Su Ming left the pool with a heavy heart.
"Is he... mad at me?" Lin Yixue looked at Su Ming, a hint of anxiety crossing her pretty face.
Thinking it over, Lin Yixue got up and hurried to the living room. There, Su Ming was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette.
Lin Yixue walked over, leaned gently against him, and whispered, "Su Ming, don't be mad. I didn't mean to tease you. It's just that, not now!"
"Huh? It's fine," Su Ming said, a bit confused, but still put his arm around her.
"Come on, smile! I'm not really mad. Even if you did something with that girl, I wouldn't be mad," Lin Yixue suddenly said, surprising Su Ming.
"What do you mean?"
This was a bit too open-minded. Did that mean the harem plan could...
Lin Yixue pouted, "I mean exactly what I said. Su Ming, even if you don't tell me, I know. People like you have transcended the mundane boundaries. Ordinary rules can't restrict you, right?"
"What? People like us? Who are 'we'?" Su Ming asked, bewildered.
"Hmph..." Lin Yixue wrinkled her delicate nose. "Of course, I'm talking about you martial arts inheritors. Don't try to pretend otherwise."
"I saw your fight with Ning Fengqing. Others might not notice, but I know it wasn't just some street fighting. It was a martial arts duel, right?"
Su Ming realized that Lin Yixue knew something. But at this moment, he couldn't act clueless and had to play along.
"Alright, since you guessed it, I won't hide it anymore. Yes, that day we used traditional martial arts."
"I knew it!" Lin Yixue smiled triumphantly. "Okay, I know people like you don't care about societal norms, but Su Ming..."
Her expression turned serious. "You are not allowed to be promiscuous, and you are not allowed to abandon me. I've waited for you for seven years."
Su Ming was touched. He didn't say anything, just tightened his embrace.
Lin Yixue closed her eyes, but their moment was interrupted by a rumbling stomach.
*Gurgle...*
"Uh!" Su Ming blushed, feeling awkward. They hadn't eaten yet, and he had forgotten about it.
"Pfft!" Lin Yixue laughed. "Su Ming, you're so funny. Come on, let's go get some food!"
Lin Yixue skipped away, quickly changed, and returned.
"About earlier, that..." Su Ming pointed to his chest, looking puzzled.
Lin Yixue gave him a playful look. "Don't you know we have a dryer at home?"
"Damn! I didn't know. So, you were... empty?" Su Ming gestured up and down.
"What else?" Lin Yixue blushed and turned away.
"Damn... I feel so frustrated!"
Su Ming looked pitifully at the ceiling.
"Tsk! You old lecher, are you coming or not? If not, I'm leaving!" Lin Yixue stomped her foot and headed out.
"Coming, coming, wait for me to change!"
Su Ming quickly got up, changed, and followed.
Two hours later, Su Ming dropped Lin Yixue off at Changhe and returned to the villa alone.
"A long night ahead, no sleep. Should I call Fan Qianqian?" A strange thought crossed his mind, but he quickly shook it off.
"No, no! Too rash. Forget it, forget it!"
With these thoughts, Su Ming fell asleep.
Meanwhile, at the police station, Ning Fengqing was lost in thought, chin in hand. She felt unusually bored, as if something was missing.
She began to recall the events of the past few days. Suddenly, Su Ming's figure flashed through her mind.
Ning Fengqing jumped up. "That's right, Su Ming didn't come to the station today!"
*Uh!* She noticed the strange looks from her colleagues and blushed, but quickly composed herself. "What are you looking at? Got nothing better to do?"
Her reaction reassured the officers, but she felt slightly offended. She took her phone and stepped outside, dialing a number.
"What is it?" A stern voice answered.
Ning Fengqing rolled her eyes. "Dad, I need to tell you something. Stay calm!"
"Speak!"
She took a deep breath. "The Bajiquan successor has appeared, and I fought him."
*Beep beep beep...* The line went dead.
Ning Fengqing rolled her eyes again. "Same old, must have crushed his phone again."
Meanwhile, in a distant city, a middle-aged man and a young man in loose martial arts attire stood on a large stage. The middle-aged man held a crushed phone in his hand.