231: Chapter 229: You’re Taking Advantage of Me 231: Chapter 229: You’re Taking Advantage of Me Liu Shanshan pushed open the door and entered the room.
Her gaze swiftly swept over Zhao Xinxin on the bed and then she stealthily glanced at Tangyu.
She seemed to have sniffed something in the air of the room, a hint of strangeness flashing in her eyes.
Seeing the look in Liu Shanshan’s eyes, Tangyu also looked away, silently wondering if this cunning girl had figured something out.
Liu Shanshan was a clever girl with a meticulous mind, and the atmosphere in the room did feel a bit off.
“Shanshan, please take care of Sister Xin.
I’ll head upstairs first,” Tangyu said.
Liu Shanshan nodded and replied, “Hmm, leave her to me.
You’re a bit clumsy as a man.
Go get some rest.”
Speaking of clumsiness, Tangyu gave Liu Shanshan a look.
Was she implying something?
Tangyu didn’t dare stay any longer and quickly left the room, letting out a long sigh of relief.
The thought of the kiss earlier curved his lips into a smile; it truly was too wonderful.
If Liu Shanshan hadn’t interrupted, it might have turned into a more fierce collision…
What a pity.
Tangyu felt a tinge of regret in his heart; such opportunities were rare.
However, after the passion faded, Tangyu immediately thought of a problem: would Sister Xin remember what happened when she woke up tomorrow morning?
And if she did, would she kill him?
Recalling Sister Xin’s methods, Tangyu shuddered.
All he could do now was grit his teeth and wait to see how things would unfold.
To die under a peony is to be a happy ghost.
To have kissed Sister Xin, even if it cost him, Tangyu was willing.
Licking his lips, Tangyu then headed upstairs.
Lin Feifei was clearly still sleeping soundly, as adorable as a little child.
Seeing her like this stirred an urge in Tangyu, a desire to hold Lin Feifei in his arms and fall asleep.
That would truly be a wonderful feeling.
The next day, Tangyu still got up early, greeting the first pale light in the sky.
As soon as he descended the stairs, he bumped into a figure.
“Eh, Sister Xin, you’re up so early?” Tangyu was surprised.
Not only was Sister Xin up, but she had also changed her clothes, which were different from what she wore yesterday.
Zhao Xinxin’s face sported a cool expression as she stared at Tangyu.
Feeling her gaze, Tangyu became somewhat nervous, considering his actions the day before.
“What did you do to me yesterday?” Zhao Xinxin’s aggressive gaze pressured Tangyu, her tone carrying a hint of chill.
“Nothing!
What could I have done?
Last night, Shanshan took care of you, it had nothing to do with me,” Tangyu quickly denied, shaking his head.
Zhao Xinxin narrowed her eyes and huffed, “Still trying to argue?
Don’t think I don’t know about the disgusting things you did to me yesterday.
I may have been drunk, but it doesn’t mean I was out of it.”
“Uh—” Tangyu was stunned, realizing the thing he feared most had happened.
Sister Xin had managed to stay lucid despite being drunk—astonishing indeed.
There was no point in denying it anymore.
Luckily, he didn’t sense any murderous intent from Sister Xin.
Tangyu immediately said, “Sister Xin, about last night—I indeed acted impulsively and failed to control myself.
However you want to punish me, I accept it.”
Zhao Xinxin’s face remained cold as she uttered two words, “Slap yourself.”
“Eh—Sister Xin, really?” Tangyu protested.
“Extend your hand.” Zhao Xinxin commanded.
Not daring to resist, Tangyu obediently extended his hand.
If he didn’t let Sister Xin vent her anger, she might kick him out of the company in a fit and find ways to torment him.
A woman like Sister Xin was not to be trifled with; he had to coax her and cater to her whims.
She was like a queen—beautiful to admire, but not to be desecrated.
Unlike Liu Shanshan, different situations required different approaches.
“Slap!”
A loud slap landed on Tangyu’s palm.
He didn’t dodge the blow and even though his mouth twitched in pain, he didn’t pull away.
He noticed that Sister Xin had somehow acquired an iron ruler in her hand.
“Sister Xin, when did you start carrying that around?” Tangyu asked.
“Hmmph, this is a wolf repellent, specifically for warding off big bad wolves like you,” Zhao Xinxin said with a somewhat smug smile.
Seeing Sister Xin’s reaction, Tangyu inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.
A smile meant no anger.
The punishment was light enough.
After all, his skin was thick; he wasn’t afraid of getting hit.
No, not thick, but resilient.
“I’m not a wolf, let alone a big bad wolf,” Tangyu said with an air of grievance.
Zhao Xinxin waved the iron ruler in her hand, “Next time you dare take advantage of me, be careful I whip you to death.
Next time it won’t be your hand, hmmph.”
Not the hand?
Where then?
Could it be, she wanted to whip his…?
“Go away, go away, go away!
Just looking at you, I can tell you’re thinking dirty thoughts again.
If that’s what you want, next time I’ll definitely satisfy you,” Zhao Xinxin waved Tangyu off.
Caught by Sister Xin’s insight, Tangyu awkwardly pursed his lips and was about to flee when he turned around and saw another figure behind him, “Eh, Shanshan, you’re up so early too?”
Liu Shanshan’s gaze swept over Tangyu and Zhao Xinxin, lingering especially on the iron ruler in Zhao Xinxin’s hand for a moment, revealing a trace of surprise in her eyes before she spoke, “Couldn’t sleep, so I got up early.
I’ll make breakfast this morning.”
“I was actually planning to do it myself, but since it’s like this, Shanshan, let’s do it together.
Otherwise, staying here for free feels a bit awkward,” Zhao Xinxin said.
“Mm, okay, Sister Xin,” Liu Shanshan nodded.
Seeing the two of them so in sync, Tangyu shook his head with a smile.
This feeling was really nice.
If it could always stay this way, that would be pretty good.
Unfortunately, Sister Xin definitely wouldn’t be staying here much longer.
Once Zhang Guoli’s issue was resolved, she would surely move out.
In fact, Zhang Guoli’s threat had already been eliminated, and Zhao Xinxin and Liu Shanshan could move out at any time.
However, Tangyu didn’t want them to leave so soon, so he didn’t plan to tell Sister Xin about it.
With them making breakfast, Tangyu didn’t need to rush back to cook and simply headed out for a run.
“Oh!
Master, what a coincidence!
I was just about to look for you.” Tangyu had only run a short distance when he heard a pleasant voice.
Fang Yishui, dressed in sportswear, ran towards him.
“Good morning, that’s great you’re up early to exercise,” Tangyu said with a nod of approval as he looked at Fang Yishui.
Fang Yishui smiled and said, “Of course, I wake up early to exercise every day.
Now you know how excellent and diligent your disciple is, aren’t you feeling incredibly fortunate?”
“Yeah, I feel like I must have burned off all the karmic debts of my last life,” Tangyu nodded and said.
“What do you mean?” Fang Yishui was initially puzzled, not catching on immediately.
It took her a moment to realize what he meant, and she raised her fist to hit Tangyu but then stopped mid-air and pouted, “You should consider yourself blessed to have such a beautiful, diligent, and exceptionally talented female disciple.
It’s the fortune of eight lifetimes for you.”
Tangyu had no desire to tease Fang Yishui further.
While he wasn’t very willing to take on a disciple, having a beautiful female disciple could be considered quite pleasant.
After running together for half an hour, they arrived at the open field from the day before.
“Master, please demonstrate those three moves from yesterday again.
I’ve been pondering them since yesterday and still can’t figure out the rhythm,” Fang Yishui urged Tangyu, looking eager to learn.
“I’ll go through them only once today, just once, as we agreed,” Tangyu said.
“No, you did it twice yesterday, once is not enough today.
It should be three times today,” Fang Yishui whined a bit.
Tangyu shook his head firmly, “No way, we agreed on one time, and that’s it.
Going forward, I’ll demonstrate at most once a day, and that’s not even guaranteed every day.
Originally, according to my principle, I would only demonstrate three times.
Whether you can learn it is completely up to your understanding.
Treating you this way already counts as special treatment, so don’t be ungrateful.
Martial arts depend on talent, and if you don’t have it, you must work a hundred times harder.
However, I don’t have years to wait for you.
If you can’t get the basics in one month, then don’t call me master anymore, and I won’t teach you.”
“Er—” Fang Yishui wanted to say something else, but upon seeing the serious look and irresistible presence in Tangyu’s eyes, she swallowed her words.
“Alright, alright, once is enough.
Let’s start with the demonstration, Master,” Fang Yishui said, buttering him up.
Girls who know how to charm boys are always more likable.
Girls who can be innocent, cute, coquettish, and adorable are more likely to be loved.
These days, even being a mistress is a competitive field.
Tangyu quickly finished his demonstration.
Fang Yishui watched very attentively and carefully, still in a daze long after he had finished, before she snapped back to reality.
After his performance, Tangyu gestured for Fang Yishui to try.
Fang Yishui started practicing with three movements but could only manage the first.
She couldn’t transition smoothly into the second.
Although the shape was there, it lacked the intended meaning and it was obvious she was simply copying.
However, Tangyu caught a glimpse of potential in her form.
Although it didn’t embody the profound meaning of Tai Chi, the fact that she was beginning to put some reactions together gave Tangyu hope.
It seemed that Fang Yishui indeed had a talent for martial arts and might actually grasp the profound meaning of Tai Chi and master the three moves within a month.
If that were the case, he would indeed have found a gem; even his own master would probably have taken her as his disciple.
Nevertheless, Fang Yishui still had a long way to go.
“Ouch!” An odd yelp suddenly came from Fang Yishui’s mouth.
Tangyu immediately turned toward Fang Yishui and rushed over, grabbing her, “What happened?”
Fang Yishui batted her eyes at Tangyu, a look of bewilderment on her face.
Tangyu then realized that his pose with Fang Yishui was somewhat ambiguous, and in the confusion, his hands had ended up grasping her fullness…
Although Fang Yishui’s development in that area wasn’t particularly grandiose,, it met normal standards.
As his palm felt a soft, yielding sphere, a tingling pleasure overtook him, and he froze for a moment before quickly withdrawing his hand.
Seeing Tangyu’s embarrassment, a sly glint flashed through Fang Yishui’s bright eyes.