PS: Rectified.
“I must constantly fight in boxing matches, earn money, treat Xue'er's Grandma's illness, until Xue'er completely falls in love with me!”
Over the past few days, Lin Qifan didn't rest as Li Bo suggested; instead, he continuously fought in boxing matches, boxing, boxing!
He had already earned close to twenty thousand yuan, enough to cover Murong Xue'er's Grandma's medical expenses for a month.
He planned to transfer the money to Xue'er once he had earned a hundred thousand yuan.
“This way, Xue'er will definitely fall hopelessly in love with me.”
Although he had good intentions that led to bad results, the outcome was good—he had a chance to make Murong Xue'er fall in love with him.
That old woman getting sick was simply a godsend.
“Kid, still daring to be distracted while fighting me?”
A strong woman named Zhao Yan, with a rose tattoo on her left arm, lunged forward.
...
“Cough, cough, you are qualified to meet our Big Boss.”
After a few exchanges, Zhao Yan truly realized how terrifying someone on drugs could be.
The wind from his punches carried a strong smell of rotten eggs, making people dare not approach him.
Arriving at the private room on the second floor, Lin Qifan's gaze fell on the screen directly in front of him.
Through the light, a graceful, curvaceous figure could be seen.
The two maids pulled open the screen, and Lin Qifan's small heart stopped for a moment.
A white-haired loli in a Gothic regular dress sat properly on the sofa, her hair like snow, her face as delicate as a porcelain doll, and her crimson eyes filled with extreme cold indifference.
The leader of the First Killer Girl Group, Blood Rose: Huang Yanyue!
“I must not be seeing things, there should have been a mature woman behind the screen just now, how did she... turn into a loli?”
Lin Qifan pinched the top of his head but couldn't figure out the reason.
For now, let's just assume I misjudged, hehe... I've decided, I'll designate you as my fifth wife!
“Good skills, and a clean, elegant resume. Xiao Yan, give him the contract.”
The white-haired loli Huang Yanyue didn't lift her eyes, quietly flipping through a document in her hand.
“Yes.”
Lin Qifan took the contract. The Ancient Martial Artist circle values taking care of promising newcomers; to be precise, “investing” in newcomers has become a habit.
After all, martial arts emphasize talent and age. The older one gets, the less popular one becomes, just like a 35-year-old programmer who can be optimized at any time.
If a martial artist hasn't reached the Earth Realm by the age of 35, it's basically safe to say they will remain in the Profound Realm for life, with no further possibility of breakthrough.
A genius like Lin Qifan, who could instantly kill a mid-Profound Realm master at just eighteen, is a rare sight, once in a century.
If it weren't for the fact that Lin City's underground boxing arena had shares in Blood Rose, firmly controlling information about newcomers, news of such a formidable newcomer would have already spread throughout the ancient martial arts world.
“Exploring an Immortal cultivator's relic? A tomb of an Immortal cultivator from the late Ming Dynasty has appeared near Lin City!”
Lin Qifan surprisingly flipped through the contract content, his heart filled with uncontrollable joy.
Previously, obtaining the Fat Pig Master's inheritance allowed him to rapidly break through to his current realm, especially the Exploding Blood Pill; although it had a tiny, negligible side effect.
But the effect was truly powerful!
If he were to obtain another Immortal cultivator's inheritance... tsk tsk tsk, his strength would surely increase greatly!
“Good, when do we depart?” Lin Qifan asked.
She took a sip of tea, then slowly put down the white porcelain gilded teacup.
Huang Yanyue elegantly said, “Seven days from now, someone will come to find you.”
With that, the two maids slowly closed the screen, their movements elegant and efficient.
Through the shadow of the screen, Lin Qifan confirmed one thing.
This guy can really change size!
Leaving the underground boxing arena, Lin Qifan deposited the money into the bank, then looked up at the moon:
“Sigh, I wonder how Xue'er is doing now. She hasn't been home these past few days, she must be at the hospital with her Grandma.”
...
“Noob~ noob~ I blew you up, haha, hurry up and call me mommy!”
Weekend, Jiang Family villa.
Inside Jiang Yu's room, two ROG fans were quietly running.
A large “Respawn Time: 23 seconds” appeared on Jiang Yu's screen.
He was crushed playing League of Legends by a female brat who switched from iOS to PC!
Even though Tu Youqing was playing a MOBA game for the first time, she was surprisingly skilled. After familiarizing herself with the skills, she played Fiora brilliantly.
Is she truly Lin City's number one genius beauty?
Jiang Yu lit a cigarette.
“Hurry up, call me mama.”
Her two antennae-like hair strands swayed, and her beautiful upturned nose pointed to the sky.
Once she gained an advantage in a certain area, Tu Youqing would mock relentlessly.
It was truly infuriating!
“Let's play CS. If you can get one kill, I'll call you that.”
Jiang Yu said indifferently.
“Still struggling? What's so difficult about this game?”
Tu Youqing was overflowing with confidence, hands on her hips.
...
“Wow, how do you shoot so fast? I died before I even saw the person.”
“Wait, wait! Boo hoo hoo, no corpse camping, you bastard ahhh.”
“Why, my crosshair was on his head, but I just couldn't hit him.”
“So hard, I'm not playing anymore.”
50-0!
You're such a waste!
Still can't do it?
Tu Youqing lowered her small head and called out unwillingly.
Jiang Yu leaned over and kissed her.
“Mmm... live whole family... eat bullets... right!”
Ding dong—
Shen Qing'er sent a message: 【Youqing, will you come keep me company? I recently learned new dishes, come taste them.】
“Hmm... mmm, bastard, Qing'er Sister sent a message!”
After struggling for a while, Tu Youqing finally pushed Jiang Yu away, panting heavily. Her moist, beautiful eyes stared at the message that popped up on her phone, and after a long moment, she typed:
【I know, I'll be right over.】
Actually, Tu Youqing initially wanted to refuse, because spending time with the bastard Jiang Yu was truly so happy. She didn't have to pretend to be pure and innocent; she could freely do whatever she liked.
But then she thought about how she had been fooling around with Jiang Yu these past few days and had refused Shen Qing'er's invitations many times.
If she refused again, what if Qing'er Sister became suspicious?
【Even though Qing'er Sister and Jiang Yu aren't that kind of relationship, why do I feel like I'm doing something bad?】
“Getting ready to leave?” Jiang Yu glanced at their chat history.
“Pfft~ None of your business! Qing'er Sister and I have an unbreakable bestie alliance!”
After putting on her shoes and socks, Tu Youqing made a cute face, then skipped away.
Half an hour later.
“Tsk, a bit boring.”
Jiang Yu tapped the table with his index finger, narrowing his eyes.
Click—
Jiang Yu pushed open the door to the adjacent room.
It was originally Sister Yu, the nanny's room, but now it had become Murong Xue'er's private dormitory.
Of course, there was no concept of “private” in front of the master.
Beside the desk in the room, a twin-tailed loli in a black and white maid outfit sat upright, studying for her postgraduate entrance exams.
As the saying goes, when you look at a girl.
First, you should look into her eyes. If you find she's not looking at you, then look at her legs.
It's even better if she's wearing slippers.
“No wonder perverts call girls wearing white stockings 'ice cream'.”
Jiang Yu withdrew his gaze, walked over, and placed his warm hand on Murong Xue'er's head.
Murong Xue'er stiffened all over, her pretty red face looking up: “Master, is there something you need me for?”
“What are you doing? So diligent?”
“Stu... studying, because Grandma said she hopes to see me get into Peking University for postgraduate studies.”
“Peking University postgraduate?”
Jiang Yu smiled even more broadly: “Do you know what you should be doing right now?”
“Xue'er doesn't know.”
“If you don't know, then... cough cough, come to A University with me!”