Sea City Andrology Hospital.

In a quiet little room.

Luo Xiu looked at Lin Xiyue awkwardly, hesitating to speak. He already understood why Lin Xiyue had brought him into this small room.

"This… is this really necessary?" Luo Xiu asked, his face full of distress.

Lin Xiyue, however, looked serious as she searched for a video on the small computer.

A moment later, she found a foreign film and clicked play. Then, with blushing cheeks, she said to Luo Xiu, "Just watch it yourself. Remember to get it into this cup later, and don't make a mess. I'll be waiting outside."

With that, she handed the plastic cup to Luo Xiu.

With a look of utter resignation, Luo Xiu complained, "In a place like this, there's no atmosphere. How exactly do you expect me to do it?"

"That's why I'm having you watch this sort of thing," Lin Xiyue said, nodding toward the small computer.

"It's censored," Luo Xiu remarked. "It's no good."

Lin Xiyue's face suddenly turned cold. "Stop dawdling and hurry up!"

Luo Xiu sat down on the stool, pursing his lips as he stared at the small screen.

"Tsk, tsk. Look at this woman… screaming so dramatically, crying and making a fuss. I've never heard you make sounds like that."

The moment he finished speaking, however, Lin Xiyue stormed back in and kicked him in the shin.

"Damn it… Lin Xiyue, since when do you have a violent streak?"

Lin Xiyue ignored him and turned away in a huff.

「...」

「Much, much later.」

Lin Xiyue opened the door and asked, "It's been over twenty minutes. Are you done yet?"

Luo Xiu turned to look at her, an expression of sheer agony on his face. "Damn it, I'm practically rubbing the skin off, and I feel absolutely nothing!"

Lin Xiyue was speechless.

Luo Xiu sighed. "How about we just forget it? Seriously, I can assure you I'm perfectly healthy. It's definitely not my problem."

Lin Xiyue took a deep breath. After a moment's hesitation, she seemed to make up her mind.

She walked over to Luo Xiu and stood before him. Staring into his eyes, she slowly pulled down the collar of her shirt, revealing her pale neck.

"Are you suggesting I should get hands-on?" Luo Xiu asked, his gaze questioning.

"Put your hand inside," Lin Xiyue said, her expression blank. "You should be able to feel something then."

Luo Xiu gritted his teeth. "How about I just fuck you right here?"

To his surprise, Lin Xiyue replied calmly, "That would also be acceptable."

Luo Xiu was speechless.

"Forget it," Luo Xiu said, completely losing the mood. He pulled up his pants, ready to leave. "Let's just drop it for now."

However, Lin Xiyue reached out, grabbed him, and dragged him back.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked.

Lin Xiyue bit her lower lip lightly. After an internal struggle, her delicate hands crossed at her waist before she slowly lifted her chiffon shirt.

She stopped only when it reached her neck.

"What… what are you doing?" Luo Xiu's eyes widened.

With her pretty face flaming red, Lin Xiyue looked away and huffed, "This is the first time, and it's going to be the last!"

Having said that, she slowly crouched down, adjusting to a suitable height.

「...」

「Some time later.」

The two of them walked out of the hospital entrance together.

The whole time, Lin Xiyue wore a cold, angry expression and didn't say a single word.

It was only after she opened the car door and sat inside that she said, "That was disgusting."

Luo Xiu shrugged, feigning innocence. "Who told you to get so close? Is that my fault?"

Lin Xiyue pulled out a tissue and began furiously wiping her face. "Did you hear what the doctor said? You need to watch your diet from now on. No alcohol, avoid carbonated drinks, and don't stay up late…"

"I know all that better than the doctor does," Luo Xiu interrupted.

Lin Xiyue tossed the tissue away in disgust and said no more, simply starting the car.

Luo Xiu asked, "Where to next?"

"A beauty salon."

"What for?"

"To wash my face."

Luo Xiu sneered. "You're getting this worked up just because some of it got on your face?"

Remembering the previous scene, her neck and face covered, Lin Xiyue couldn't help but gag.

"Shut up! Was it just a little bit?"

"You soak the sheets several times a day, and I never say anything about it being dirty," Luo Xiu muttered, unconvinced. "But now you…"

Before he could finish, Lin Xiyue glared at him fiercely.

Luo Xiu shrugged and wisely chose to shut up.

Su Shenyun is so much better; she doesn't mind anything. Lin Xiyue throws a fit just because some got on her face—she probably wishes she could peel the skin off. But Su Shenyun? She directly treated the stuff like frog tadpoles, swallowing it down as if she were starving!

"If you keep this up, don't even think about touching a finger of mine ever again."

Hearing this, Luo Xiu was overjoyed. "That would be perfect!" he exclaimed with a laugh. "It's what I've been dreaming of!"

「...」

An airplane streaked across the sky.

「Sea City Airport」

A handsome young man in casual clothes held a rather fat cat as he walked unhurriedly toward an extended Rolls-Royce Phantom. Following him was a tall, curvaceous woman.

Cao Hong, who was standing by the car, hurried to greet the handsome young man when he saw him.

The handsome young man was Duan Feibai, the eldest legitimate son of the Duan Family from the provincial capital of Henghai.

Duan Feibai stopped and sized up Cao Hong, who was standing in a slightly odd posture.

"You must be Cao Hong, the final disciple of Master Zhou?"

Cao Hong nodded and extended a hand. "Young Master Duan, a pleasure to meet you."

Duan Feibai shook his hand, his eyes narrowing into a smile. "My apologies. I received the call from Master Zhou a while ago, but family matters delayed my arrival in Sea City until now."

"No matter. It worked out, as I was recuperating during that time anyway," Cao Hong said with a faint smile, studying Duan Feibai intently.

He had long heard of the Duan Family's eldest son, but today was their first encounter.

Just as the rumors claimed, the young master of the Duan Family was a gentle man. His smile in particular was like a spring breeze, capable of melting a person's heart.

But Cao Hong could sense that behind that warm smile lurked extreme danger.

Duan Feibai glanced back at the woman behind him and smiled. "Let me introduce you. This is a new friend of mine, Xiao Ye—the 'Ye' as in 'night'."

"In private, Xiao Ye is my friend; at work, she's my bodyguard."

Cao Hong nodded politely and then turned his attention to the woman called Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye wore a trench coat, her soft, long hair tied back in a simple ponytail. A black lace mask covered the lower half of her face, offering only a glimpse of her red lips. Her large eyes, visible above the mask, looked profound. Yet, framed by long eyelashes, they also seemed filled with infinite tenderness.

She was holding a sword. It was wrapped in gauze, but the fabric was faintly transparent, making it obvious to anyone what it was.

Anyone who could carry a weapon at all times was surely a member of the Martial Association, and one of high status at that, otherwise they wouldn't have a weapons permit. How else could an ordinary person walk in and out of an airport with a sword?

"Hello," Cao Hong said, extending his hand to Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye merely nodded slightly and did not reach out to shake his hand.

Duan Feibai said, "Young Master Cao, please take me to the Sun Family first. I haven't seen Xiao Li in a long time, and I really miss her."

Surprised, Cao Hong asked, "Young Master Duan, you know Sun Li?"

Duan Feibai smiled. "We've known each other since we were children. You could say we're childhood sweethearts. In fact, we even have a marriage agreement."

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