209: Chapter 209: What the heck?
Ninth Master is practicing yoga?
209: Chapter 209: What the heck?
Ninth Master is practicing yoga?
She hadn’t finished speaking when Xu Xiaoqing suddenly froze, realizing what Ning Fan had actually been “appreciating”—it turned out that while she had been diligently teaching him, this man before her had been admiring her body.
An immense fury seemed to rise from within Xu Xiaoqing, her face flushed with a hint of red, a fleeting look of shame in her eyes, quickly overtaken by accumulated anger.
“What are you looking at?!”
Xu Xiaoqing scolded coquettishly and immediately covered Ning Fan’s wandering eyes with her hand.
In front of those eyes, Xu Xiaoqing always felt as if she had been stripped bare—not only was she angry, but also somewhat shy, although the latter was something she would never admit.
Now she only showed an angry expression, glaring fiercely at Ning Fan, ready to settle the score with him properly.
How dare he peep at her body without her permission, pervert!
“Do you like what you see?”
“Nice…
well…
huh?!”
Xu Xiaoqing pulled her hand away, and before Ning Fan had a chance to react, he heard her voice next to his ear, almost slipping and saying what was on his mind.
Luckily, Ning Fan was quick to react.
In less than a second he noticed the dangerous light flickering in Xu Xiaoqing’s beautiful eyes, and he immediately changed his tune, avoiding a direct answer.
The atmosphere became instantly awkward, but Xu Xiaoqing puffed her cheeks, her eyes brimming with anger as she glared at Ning Fan.
“Pervert…”
Xu Xiaoqing muttered under her breath, which Ning Fan heard clearly, and he awkwardly touched his nose at this moment.
As for contradicting her, Ning Fan simply blinked his eyes, putting on an innocent face.
“You’re still looking?!”
Xu Xiaoqing suddenly cried out again, and this time Ning Fan was baffled—what had he been looking at now?
“Turn your eyes away!”
Xu Xiaoqing’s voice, shy and furious, was deafening, and Ning Fan instinctively covered his ears.
“If it weren’t good-looking, I wouldn’t bother looking at all…”
Just as Xu Xiaoqing was about to explode again, Ning Fan’s eyes shifted, he pursed his lips, and blurted out such words.
After that, Xu Xiaoqing was speechless, pointing at Ning Fan with a blushing face, not knowing whether she was more angry or embarrassed.
“Is he complimenting me?”
The moment this thought crossed her mind, Xu Xiaoqing vigorously shook her little head, trying to dismiss the idea.
“Are you going to learn or not?!”
Xu Xiaoqing pouted, the blush on her face making her truly adorable.
This look immediately awakened Ning Fan’s playful side, and he replied with feigned disinterest, “I told you I wasn’t interested, and you insisted on dragging me here to do this yoga,
rather than learning Taiji with the old ladies and gentlemen in the park!”
Refused so bluntly by Ning Fan, Xu Xiaoqing suddenly remembered that it was indeed she who had insisted Ning Fan learn yoga with her.
Ning Fan’s words left her at a loss for a response, yet she was unwilling to back down, convinced that there must be a way.
Thus, a sly smile flashed across Xu Xiaoqing’s eyes, and she quickly put on a pitiful expression, covering her face and pretending to cry,
with a ‘woe-is-me’ demeanor, she said, “You big bully, I’m going to tell sister about what you did.
Poor me, so pure and untainted, and you’ve seen all of me, now I can’t get married, boo hoo hoo…”
What is this even about!
Ning Fan’s forehead was lined with black threads, his lips twitching as he looked at Xu Xiaoqing, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The pot calling the kettle black…
no, that’s not quite right, but slander was definitely the word!
Ning Fan did look at Xu Xiaoqing, that much was true, but where had he ‘seen all of her’ as she claimed?
This girl spoke as if Ning Fan had tarnished her innocence.
Xu Xiaoqing’s act indeed put Ning Fan in a tight spot, but as the saying goes, “For every clever move, there’s a counter move.” Ning Fan’s lips curled into a sly smile, as if he had a brilliant plan up his sleeve!
“Sigh, since that’s the case, I guess I’ll reluctantly take you under my wing as my junior!”
At that moment, Ning Fan displayed a pained expression as if Xu Xiaoqing had taken great advantage of him.
She immediately turned cold and stopped pretending to cry, springing to her feet.
“Ptooey!
A dog can’t spit out ivory!
Who wants to be your junior, wishful thinking!
A toad lusting after a swan’s flesh!
I, the lady of noble birth, be someone’s junior?
At most I would… Ugh, you big bully!
I’m so mad!”
Her face flushed with anger, Xu Xiaoqing spoke passionately, and towards the end, realizing she had almost said something she shouldn’t have, her face turned an even deeper shade of red, and she seemed both annoyed and embarrassed.
Under Ning Fan’s teasing, she was utterly powerless to retaliate.
…
Meanwhile, on the other side…
At Six Fan Gate, Zi Hongyu was anxiously awaiting news from his subordinates.
Bang bang bang, the door was knocked.
Zi Hongyu immediately shouted, “Come in quick!”
“Master Zi, ha ah…
We’ve got news!”
The subordinate, panting heavily, hurried in.
With an eager face, Zi Hongyu urged, “Spit it out, what’s Ning—no, what’s Ninth Master up to?”
“Not Ning—according to reliable information, Ninth Master is currently practicing yoga with the second young lady of the Xu Family!”
“What the heck?!
Practicing yoga?!”
Zi Hongyu was stunned, his face betraying an expression that read ‘What the actual f**k’.
Because of Gu Leng’s death, and the pair of eyeballs that were sent, Zi Hongyu had immediately distanced himself from Long Tianze’s gang.
He wasn’t afraid of much, except Ning Fan treating him as an example to others.
Even though the second-in-command of Dragon Eagle Hall had already fallen to Ning Fan’s hands, Zi Hongyu knew that if he were to die, the effect would be the most significant.
The previous pair of eyeballs from Gu Leng was a warning, and even if Ning Fan hadn’t shown up at his door yet, the memory of the Ninth Master who once had an absolute authority in Zhonghai still filled Zi Hongyu with fear.
He was afraid that Ning Fan wouldn’t let him off the hook, so even after severing ties with Long Tianze’s gang and completely withdrawing from their schemes, he still couldn’t relax.
Sending someone to investigate Ning Fan’s actions was also an act of desperation on Zi Hongyu’s part.
“Practicing yoga?!”
Zi Hongyu widened his eyes and subconsciously stroked his chin, pondering.
If Ning Fan wasn’t with the old hawk but was practicing yoga with the second young lady of the Xu Family, was this good news for him?
After careful consideration, Zi Hongyu felt that Ning Fan probably didn’t regard his matters as urgent anymore.
That was confidence, Ninth Master was still Ninth Master, and although Zi Hongyu now controlled one of the four major forces in Zhonghai, Six Fan Gate, in Ning Fan’s eyes, it was still incapable of stirring up any trouble.
Perhaps in Ning Fan’s view, killing him would only take a flick of his finger.
The previous pair of Gu Leng’s eyes was a warning.
If Zi Hongyu still harbored any illusions and refused to give up his treacherous thoughts, Gu Leng’s fate would be his tomorrow!
Thinking this, Zi Hongyu felt a chill down his spine, and realized Ning Fan, or rather Ninth Master, was still as confident as ever.
This wasn’t arrogance, but in Zhonghai, Ninth Master indeed had that strength.
Zi Hongyu felt like a monkey, a jester, hopping around frantically.
In Ning Fan’s eyes, he probably seemed no different from an ant that could be crushed with a finger!
Zi Hongyu smirked at himself, his body felt limp as he collapsed back onto the sofa, everything including Six Fan Gate was given to him by Ninth Master.
[I recommend a novel, “My Beautiful CEO Wife,” by “Qingfeng Zui.” It’s written by a friend of mine, similar in genre to this book, over a million words published.
You should definitely check it out; it’s a fantastic, riveting read.]