Lin Xiao, emerging from the room, let out a long sigh, never expecting that in this day and age, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect would get married online…
As he walked out of the room, his gaze landed on Ning Fengzhi, who was not far away.
Ning Fengzhi was beaming, his smile as radiant as chrysanthemums.
…
When the two of them left the Hehuan Sect, Ning Fengzhi kept looking back, as if he wanted to settle down there.
“Why don’t you just stay at the Hehuan Sect?” Lin Xiao suggested.
“No, no, no!” Ning Fengzhi immediately replied, “That won’t do. It will make them think I’m too eager. When it comes to feelings, even at the hottest moment, I need to remain calm.”
“What do you mean?”
“I can’t let them think I’m cheap. Take it slow, let it flow like a gentle stream.” As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi wore a proud expression, feeling that his words were exceptionally wise.
…
Lin Xiao offered no comment. A gentle stream, indeed…
“Anyway, I’ll go visit their bar tonight,” Ning Fengzhi added.
“Oh.”
Lin Xiao had long since lost the energy to engage with him.
As they descended the mountain, Ming Yi was already waiting for them in his car.
“Nephew, how did it go? How far have you progressed?” Ning Fengzhi seemed to be in exceptionally good spirits. As soon as he got into the car, he immediately asked his nephew, “Did you achieve it in one go?”
“What are you talking about?” Ming Yi looked at his seventh uncle, confused, and then turned to Lin Xiao, “Brother Xiao, what’s wrong with him?”
“Nothing much, he’s just in heat,” Lin Xiao leaned back, stretching his body. “Just ignore him.”
“Ah… okay.”
Ming Yi promptly ceased paying attention to Ning Fengzhi.
“Oh, nephew, let me tell you, soon you’ll have an aunt, and I might be ahead of you!” Ning Fengzhi continued to prattle on, his face beaming with self-importance.
…
Ming Yi glanced at Ning Fengzhi. His seventh uncle was exhibiting rather severe symptoms, to the point of being delirious. Why was he so confident?
“What’s with that look? Nephew, let me tell you, I am handsome and debonair…”
By the time Ning Fengzhi started speaking, Lin Xiao and Ming Yi had entered a state of automatic filtering.
Lin Xiao looked at the passing scenery, beginning to imagine returning home to his wife and daughter.
Perhaps, he mused, he could arrange for Luo’s Group and the Hehuan Sect’s industries to collaborate.
…
Upon returning home, it was getting late. Lin Xiao dropped Ning Fengzhi off and immediately told Ming Yi to take him to kindergarten. It was time to pick up the children from school.
As usual, he waited at the kindergarten entrance for his daughter to come out.
“Daddy!”
Xun’er, accompanied by Luo Bing, emerged from the kindergarten. With her small backpack slung over her shoulders, she ran into Lin Xiao’s arms.
“Huh?”
She nuzzled against him, then curiously tilted her head and asked Lin Xiao, “Daddy, why do you smell so fragrant?”
“Uh?”
Lin Xiao was taken aback. Fragrant?
He then realized that after spending the day at the Hehuan Sect, he was covered in the perfumes of its disciples, a mixture of various scents. He had become accustomed to it and forgotten.
Moreover, Xun’er’s voice was quite loud, and there were many people around.