Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Ling Yun? You’re… Ling Yun?”
Elder Murong looked as if he had seen a ghost. It was unbelievable, there was even a trace of doubt.
Murong Wenshi had only seen Ling Yun once when he was still at the infancy stages of cultivation. At that point, he was still about a hundred kilograms, full of fat.
Now Ling Yun stood tall and dashing, and a small smile would cause the dimple on his left cheek to tremble. He had a pleasing face that would make 100% of the women on the streets turn to look at him.
Did I see an illusion when Ling Yun saved me? How much determination did he have to have to lose more than twenty kilograms in two months?
Ling Yun could hear a male voice coming from Murong Feixue’s office while Murong Wenshi tried to get over his shock. “Sister Feixue, don’t keep using your non-existent boyfriend as a shield. The only person in the world worthy of being your boyfriend is me, Zhu Yongwang!”
Zhu Yongwang’s Beijing accent was really thick. “Moreover, why didn’t you call your boyfriend over if you really have one? I would be able to give up then!”
Another male voice rang out angrily. “Rubbish, the only one that is worthy of Sister Feixue is me, Hou Yaozong. Don’t you only have a few antiques and a few oil blocks?”
Hou Yaozong was from Hong Kong. His Mandarin wasn’t the smoothest, but he spoke at the speed of a machine gun. It was obvious that he visited the mainland often.
“How can your Zhu Family compare to our Houyi Jewelry Company? I’m the one for Sister Feixue. We are a match made in heaven! She will only be able to shine to the fullest when she marries me. My experience in jewelry appreciation is enough to sweep the whole jewelry industry…”
“Of course, I agree with Mister Zhu that you should invite your boyfriend over if you really have one…”
“What are you two talking about? My boyfriend is very busy, why do I have to call him over just because you two ask me to call him over?” Murong Feixue retorted.
“That’s fine too. Sister Feixue, just tell me the name of your boyfriend. Where is he from? Where is he working? I want to see how good he is to be Sister Feixue’s boyfriend!” Zhu Yongwang challenged.
Murong Feixue threw the pen in her hand to her desk upon seeing how these two nouveau riches weren’t going to let her off. They were driving her nuts.
Ling Yun nearly laughed when he thought about how even the mighty Murong Feixue could feel vexed.
Song Zhengyang became annoyed when he saw how Murong Wenshi was sizing up Ling Yun as though he were an antique. “Elder Murong, what are you thinking about? We aren’t having a stone gambling event. Are you afraid that I, Song Zhengyang, would bring you a fake product?”
Murong Wenshi was still secretly stunned. He only returned to his senses when Song Zhengyang berated him. “Don’t add to my trouble, Gambling Addict Song!” He turned to Song Zhengyang angrily.
He turned back to Ling Yun again. “Little pal Ling Yun, you… you seem to have slimmed down quite a bit…”
“You’re right, Elder Murong. I was so fat before that it greatly inconvenienced my movements. I slimmed down about twenty-five kilograms in one shot…”
It was Song Zhengyang’s turn to be shocked. He looked at Ling Yun, seemingly to guess Ling Yun’s current weight. Didn’t that mean that Ling Yun was about a hundred kilograms two months ago?
The speed of Ling Yun’s weight loss was simply incredible! No wonder Elder Murong couldn’t recognize him!
Tang Meng interjected, saying, “Grandpa Murong, don’t worry, this is definitely my Big Brother Yun from Grade 12 Class 6, Qingshui High. Hehe…”
Murong Wenshi knew Song Zhengyang wouldn’t trick him. Qingshui High was just around the corner, it was very easy to check.
Murong Wenshi patted his thigh and sighed. “I’m too old, my benefactor is in front of me, but I can’t recognize him! Come, come inside quickly, let’s sit down and talk…”
He grabbed Ling Yun’s hand and dragged him inside passionately, almost forgetting about Song Zhengyang.
Ling Yun laughed. “It seems like my transformation is too huge and that it shocked you, Grandpa…”
The four of them entered Murong Wenshi’s bright office. Murong Wenshi ushered them to their seats and picked up the phone on the desk.
“Feixue, Grandpa’s benefactor is here, come quickly…”
Murong Wenshi put down the phone immediately after and accompanied them to the sofa. “Ling Yun little pal, Feixue is my granddaughter, I spoiled her rotten. She wasn’t in a good mood when you first met, so there might have been some misunderstanding between you two. Please don’t put it to heart…” he said apologetically.
“Elder Murong, that was nothing. I was too brash and didn’t know how to talk…” Bowing forward slightly to return the courtesy, Ling Yun smiled.
In fact, Ling Yun knew in his heart that he was wrong in the first place. He was staring at Murong Feixue’s boobs, so she would get angry no matter her upbringing.
Murong Wenshi was baffled. Ling Yun didn’t seem like Feixue described him. He found Ling Yun to be reasonable and logical, not the man she made him out to be — lecherous, greedy, and devoid of medical ethics.
Murong Wenshi looked at Song Zhengyang, even more confused. Song Zhengyang was always in the Antique Market, so how did he get to know Ling Yun? There were so many mysteries.
“Elder Murong, you’re the one at fault here. You refused to tell me which doctor treated you whenever I asked you about it,” Song Zhengyang said.
“I wouldn’t even know about this if I didn’t bring Ling Yun here for the stone gambling event! You are really something!”
Song Zhengyang and Murong Wenshi were both the vice presidents of the Antiques Association of Qingshui. They met almost every day and had a good relationship. They might have an age gap, but they were more friends than anything else.
Murong Wenshi laughed bitterly. “Brother Song, you can’t blame me for that either. This is the first time I met Ling Yun after he saved me. He is my benefactor, but I didn’t manage to find him myself, so how could I introduce him to you?”
Song Zhengyang conceded. That did sound like something Murong Wenshi would do.
Ling Yun, on the other hand, had nothing to do, so he started to use his divine senses in Murong Wenshi’s office. He found the source of spiritual energy on the second floor.
It was an ornamental stone about half a meter tall. It was sharp on the top and had a broad base. It was placed right beside Murong Wenshi’s table.
It has strong golden spiritual energy, it’s definitely something good… Ling Yun became excited; such a stone shouldn’t be left as an ornamental stone.
Murong Feixue was even more irked when she heard that her grandpa’s benefactor was here. Her impression of Ling Yun was exactly what she said—greedy, lecherous, and devoid of medical ethics.
Moreover, Murong Wenshi instructed Murong Feixue to search for Ling Yun at his school twice. Unfortunately, Ling Yun wasn’t in school either time, he was exploring the crater one of these times and out at sea the other. She, therefore, had a new evaluation of Ling Yun — frequent absences from school and unwilling to learn!
Hmph! It looks like he squandered the million I gave to him. He heard that I was looking for him in school, so he’s coming here for more! Grandpa still took him as a good person!
Murong Feixue knew that Ling Yun was the kind of person who would stick onto you and not let go. He was even more disgusting than the two nouveau riches in front of her now!
Murong Feixue was really unwilling to get up when she thought back to his fat body and his eyes staring at her boobs.
Murong Feixue raised her head suddenly to look at the nouveau riches. She just hatched a plan.
“Hey, didn’t you two want to see my boyfriend? He’s here!”
Murong Feixue smiled and got up. She paced elegantly to Murong Wenshi’s office.
Her plan was to use Ling Yun as a shield, as a “boyfriend”.
Murong Feixue knew their temperament. They would definitely humiliate Ling Yun once they saw him.
That way, Murong Feixue would be able to use them to chase Ling Yun away once and for all.
Eh! Murong Feixue really had a boyfriend? And he was coming over?
Speak of the devil! They exchanged glances and came to a consensus!
They should rid their common enemy before continuing their little competition.
“Let’s go! I don’t believe there’s someone more handsome and richer than me!” Zhu Yongwang ran his hand over his shiny waxed hair.
“I want to see which idiot dares snatch my woman!” Hou Yaozong said angrily and followed Murong Feixue out of her office.
