Chen Yan was genuinely interested in the physical changes Zhao Ying had undergone in the past month.

Moreover, last time, Chen Yan had wanted to try out a new posture with Zhao Ying but was interrupted by Zhao Xuan.

Thus, even though he felt very embarrassed, Chen Yan still placed his hand on Zhao Ying's hand and said, "Alright then, let's have a showdown!"

Like this, the two inexplicably met and inexplicably arranged a battle.

On the way to the Twin Towers Hotel, Chen Yan curiously asked Zhao Ying when she had returned and why she had first gone to see He Mengxue.

Then, from Zhao Ying's mouth, he learned the whole story.

It turned out that to improve Zhao Ying's ability to defend herself, Zhao Xuan had sent her back to her master for further training this past month.

Zhao Ying had stayed in the mountains for over a month.

Although she was very fulfilled and happy, after a long stay, she started missing Chen Yan, Yu Qiao Qiao, the three little ones, and Yang Nuannuan. She also thought a lot about her career at the press agency of Qin Island University.

So, she took the opportunity during training to go down the mountain and call He Mengxue.

She asked He Mengxue to come and pick her up.

Afterward, He Mengxue really came and took Zhao Ying away.

Then, she took Zhao Ying to the company, chatted for an afternoon, and finally let Zhao Ying leave.

Hearing Zhao Ying's narration,

Chen Yan began to ponder.

Zhao Ying, straightforward and simple-minded, thought things were just that simple.

But Chen Yan was not her. He inevitably thought much more.

First, he felt that the reason Zhao Xuan sent Zhao Ying to the mountain

was not only to improve her martial skills but also likely to keep her at a distance from himself.

And Zhao Ying had Zhao Ying call He Mengxue to pick her up.

He Mengxue could go, which definitely meant she had asked her father, who then discussed with Zhao Xuan, and Zhao Xuan agreed before she went to pick her up.

The reason used was probably related to the company; otherwise, He Mengxue wouldn't have taken Zhao Ying straight back to the company after picking her up.

After pondering for a while, Chen Yan sorted out the whole logic and felt his guesses were probably very close to the truth.

As for the biggest question: why did Zhao Ying call He Mengxue instead of Chen Yan?

It was simple...

With Zhao Ying's sixth sense, she probably felt it was useless the moment she thought of calling Chen Yan, so she chose this way.

After understanding how Zhao Ying returned to Qin Island, the two reached the Twin Towers Hotel.

Even though they hadn't seen each other for over a month, they still confidently took the elevator to the presidential suite.

Upon entering the presidential suite and closing the door, Zhao Ying started hopping around the room.

While hopping, she said, "I really miss this place!"

"We haven't trained here in so long!"

Chen Yan thought about it and felt it had indeed been a long time.

Since he had tested all of Zhao Ying's "positions," he hadn't trained with Zhao Ying outside.

After all, without "positions," what was the point!

After hopping around for a while, Zhao Ying patted Chen Yan on the shoulder and said, "Master, I haven't tidied up much this month; I'll take a shower first. Then we'll train."

"Wait for me."

Chen Yan glanced at Zhao Ying and nodded.

Back in "modern society," Zhao Ying was evidently very happy. She confidently grabbed a bathrobe and ran off to take a shower.

Chen Yan, who bathed every day, wasn't so meticulous, so he just sat on the sofa and started looking up some information about Zhao Ying.

Taking out his phone, he opened the "Virtual Girlfriend" app. Chen Yan switched to Zhao Ying's interface and looked.

Zhao Ying: Affection level 153 points.

Positions: Physical Contact (unlocked), Hugging (unlocked), Holding Hands (unlocked, not learned), Kissing (unlocked, not learned), Caressing (unlocked, not learned).....

Special Positions:

Naked Martial Arts Training (unlocked)

Martial Arts "Friction" (unlocked)

"Martial Arts" Deception (unlocked)

Awesome Eighteen Techniques Teaching (affection level met, conditions not met)

True Martial Arts Dual Cultivation (affection level 200, conditions not met)...

Compared to a few months ago, Zhao Ying's affection level hadn't changed much.

Previously 131 points, now just over 150.

The main reason, Chen Yan couldn't stand the martial arts training led by Zhao Ying.

The affection level increments afterward were from daily interactions and Chen Yan helping Zhao Ying establish the press agency, including its everyday operations.

Chen Yan saw several affection level prompts: [Chen Yan's idea to let me start a press agency is great +1].

This showed that after the establishment of the press agency, Zhao Ying was continually thankful to Chen Yan in her heart.

Apart from the affection level, the biggest changes were the various positions and special positions.

In normal positions, ones that hadn't been unlocked before were now unlocked. But because Chen Yan and Zhao Ying hadn't had much alone time afterward, they had never been tested.

Chen Yan was contemplating whether to try them all today?

After all... he had already decided to take responsibility for Zhao Ying.

So there was no need to be "shy."

His gaze dropped to the last special position in Zhao Ying's list: [Awesome Eighteen Techniques Teaching].

'Huh. The affection level has been met, but it says the conditions haven't. What's with that?'

Since Zhao Ying's information was most unusual, Chen Yan hadn't seen it on any other Virtual Girlfriend profiles, so he was also confused about this unlocking condition.

'Do I have to show it to Brother Ying to unlock it?'

Chen Yan was a bit hesitant.

While he was thinking and studying it, the sound of water from the bathroom gradually died down.

After a while, Zhao Ying, clad in a bathrobe, came out from there.

Her bold style was evident; her bathrobe was unfastened, half-open, and below, a pair of long legs walked on the floor, and with a pair of sunglasses, she could have gone to play a gangster.

Chen Yan looked at her "disheveled" appearance, and his nose felt a bit hot.

Previously, Zhao Ying had the world's most expensive "flat chest," so even with some excesses, it was...just that.

But now, Zhao Ying had developed.

Her chest had risen into two small mounds, and perhaps because they were newly developed, her nipples were rather large and a bit swollen.

A bit like little cupcakes.

Making one want to eat them up.

Zhao Ying didn't notice Chen Yan's gaze.

She walked over, took a dashing leap, and jumped onto the sofa, then sat down cross-legged, happily saying to Chen Yan, "Bathing is so comfortable!"

"Aren't you going to take a bath?"

Chen Yan shook his head and refused, "Never mind. After you've bathed, if I go bathe, those who know would think we're sparring. But those who don't know might think we're preparing to do something else."

Zhao Ying clearly didn't understand Chen Yan's risqué joke, her dark eyes blinked, a face full of confusion.

Chen Yan coughed and changed the subject, asking what he most wanted to know, "Brother Ying, you..."

He stopped as the words reached his lips, not knowing how to say it.

So he paused and gestured outward in front of his own chest, "How did you do this? How did it suddenly... get so big?"

Zhao Ying looked down at his chest and casually said, "My master taught me."

Chen Yan was stunned.

'Taught?'

'Can this even be taught?'

Zhao Ying said, "My master said I've grown up. I should look the part."

"So, she passed on a cultivation technique to me, instructing me to practice it every night before bed."

She yawned, "After practicing for a few days, this area just swelled."

"But it's useless. It's all soft. Doesn't have any strength. Can't exert any force."

Chen Yan, ...

If this had strength, that would be really strange!

Zhao Ying bent her head and poked her slightly protruding chest, then said, "I feel this technique isn't very useful."

"I'm considering giving it up."

"Don't!" Chen Yan hurriedly stopped Zhao Ying, "You should still practice it."

He coughed and said, "You must believe in your master. She must have her reasons for teaching you this."

"Who knows, maybe it takes a long time of practice before it shows any results?"

Hearing Chen Yan's persuasive words, Zhao Ying thought it over and felt it made sense, quite reasonable indeed.

So she nodded and said, "Alright. Then I'll give it another try."

After saying that, she looked up innocently and asked, "By the way, do you want to try it too?"

"I heard from my master. This is to increase the inner strength."

"Cough cough cough." Chen Yan almost choked on his own saliva.

He waved his hands repeatedly, "I'll pass. I'll pass."

He said, "You know, I'm too lazy. I'm even too lazy to practice the basic cultivation methods you taught me."

"How can I possibly practice something this difficult."

"That makes sense," Zhao Ying nodded, feeling that Chen Yan made a lot of sense.

She felt weird: Why did everything Chen Yan said always seem so reasonable?

Meanwhile, Chen Yan, looking at Zhao Ying's chest, wondered,

Was Zhao Ying's master really a hermit expert?

Could a casually created technique achieve such effects?

Why do I feel like her style doesn't quite fit this world?

Thinking this, Chen Yan wanted to ask about Zhao Ying's master.

However, before he could speak, Zhao Ying patted him on the shoulder and said, "Alright, disciple! Enough chatting. Let's start today's ultimate battle!"

Interrupted by Zhao Ying, Chen Yan didn't ask.

He was also curious about Zhao Ying's "change" over the past month.

So he nodded, "Okay. Let's do this."

As Chen Yan spoke, Zhao Ying stood up, then with a grand gesture tore off her clothes and threw them onto the sofa.

Chen Yan was dumbstruck by her actions.

He stared blankly at Zhao Ying and asked, "Ying, Brother Ying, what are you doing?"

Zhao Ying looked down at him from a height and said, "What else? We are going to fight."

"What? Are you scared now?"

Chen Yan swallowed.

Now he was really a bit scared.

It seemed to him that after a month of training in the remote mountains, Brother Ying had become more "wild," so wild it was a bit terrifying.

While he was thinking this, Zhao Ying was not idle.

She came over, then started pulling off Chen Yan's clothes.

Chen Yan, a bit panicked, regained his bearings and asked, "What are you doing, Brother Ying?"

Zhao Ying looked at him strangely and said, "We're fighting."

"How can you fight if you aren't honest with each other!"

Thus, Chen Yan was forcibly stripped and stood in the middle of the living room.

At that moment, Chen Yan felt like a poached chicken, a bit chill and breezy...

When it came to martial arts, Zhao Ying clearly became much more serious.

She stood on the other side of the living room, facing Chen Yan from afar, then deeply bowed and took a starting stance.

Seeing her seriousness, Chen Yan also gathered his scattered thoughts, took a starting stance, and braced himself to face Zhao Ying's attack.

After all... it had to be mentioned. If he wasn't focused, he might just get beaten to death.

As Chen Yan was thinking this, Zhao Ying might have keenly sensed that slight distraction in him.

Her fair foot stomped on the ground, shooting toward Chen Yan like a streak of white lightning.

Feeling the wind of the blow, Chen Yan quickly extended his hands to protect his head, hoping not to be too harshly beaten.

But, usually straightforward Zhao Ying, this time did not attack directly; she came up to Chen Yan, paused, stepped forward half a step with her foot, reached out with her hand, grabbed, and directly caught Chen Yan's shoulder.

Then she shouted, "Bagua Palm! First Form, Return to Sky!"

Simultaneously, Chen Yan felt a gentle yet massive force hit him, making him feel as if he was flying...

——

"How can you fight if you aren't honest with each other!"

Thus, Chen Yan was forcibly stripped and stood in the middle of the living room.

At that moment, Chen Yan felt like a poached chicken, a bit chill and breezy...

When it came to martial arts, Zhao Ying obviously became much more serious.

She stood on the other side of the living room, facing Chen Yan from afar, then deeply bowed and took a starting stance.

Seeing her seriousness, Chen Yan also reined in his scattered thoughts, took a starting stance, and got ready to face Zhao Ying's attack.

After all... it had to be mentioned. If he wasn't focused, he might just get beaten to death.

As Chen Yan was thinking this, Zhao Ying might have keenly sensed that slight distraction in him.

Her pale foot stomped on the ground, shooting toward Chen Yan like a streak of white lightning.

Feeling the wind of the blow, Chen Yan quickly extended his hands to protect his head, hoping not to be too harshly beaten.

However, typically direct Zhao Ying, this time did not attack directly; she came up to Chen Yan, paused, stepped forward half a step with her foot, reached out with her hand, grabbed, and directly grasped Chen Yan's shoulder.

Then she shouted, "Bagua Palm! First Form, Return to Sky!"

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