"Mr. Liu, you..."

Feng Tiantian's voice was a bit flustered, and she also seemed a little upset.

But Liu Sanming immediately withdrew his hand and said, "What do you feel?"

"Uh... What do you mean, Mr. Liu?"

Feng Tiantian was even more confused about what Liu Sanming meant.

Getting your thigh touched unexpectedly by a man, what kind of feeling could that be?

Disgust and anger, of course. Are you supposed to say it feels nice and thrilling instead?

"Is it very repulsive, with an inner urge to slap me, and deciding to avoid me whenever you see me in the future?"

Liu Sanming asked with a smile.

"Uh... Mr. Liu, your guess is pretty accurate."

Feng Tiantian dared not fully admit it.

"Your face shows good fortune, you'll have help from benefactors in your life, not worrying about food or drink, but there's a sign of stormy separation in your marriage. Simply put, you're too repelled by men; few can enter your heart, and you can't tolerate any flaws. Even a tiny blemish will cause endless repulsion and make you immediately distance yourself."

"Just like how I touched you earlier, it was just teasing you, but within three seconds, you might've cast me into hell. However, no man truly exists without flaws; the deeper you know him, the more imperfections you'll see."

"As the saying goes, 'The mountain cannot keep the wind,' enjoying a drifting life half through, until the purple thunder descends, twining clouds for a good match."

Liu Sanming slowly recited these words.

With Feng Tiantian's knowledge, she understood the first part. Indeed, she had been too self-preserved since young, unable to tolerate any flaw or impropriety in a man.

Her understanding of a relationship between men and women should be respectful, establishing romantic ties, meeting parents, and securing a marriage license before engaging in intimacy.

Yet after graduation, none of the men she encountered met this standard, regardless of their background or identity.

But Feng Tiantian didn't understand the meaning of the last poetic line Liu Sanming spoke.

"Mr. Liu, could you explain the meaning of the last line?"

"It's a phrase from ancient physiognomy books, describing someone like you. Men are like mountains, you are like wind and clouds, circling and then drifting away. Only a truly powerful man with the presence of purple thunder could make the wind and clouds willingly gather around him for a fruitful connection."

Liu Sanming explained seriously.

"Purple thunder descends, a powerful man? Does this man need to have a fortune of purple thunder destiny?"

Feng Tiantian generally understood but still didn't quite grasp it.

"No, it's just a metaphor. Such a man must, first of all, be very strong, and secondly, truly attractive to you, just like thunder attracting wind and clouds to gather. Simply put, he's someone you find agreeable and are willing to commit to."

Liu Sanming elaborated further.

Feng Tiantian finally understood completely.

But she couldn't help but feel a bit wistful. When would she meet such a man—strong in status and making her willingly yield?

Youth doesn't wait for anyone; in the blink of an eye, she only has five years left before hitting thirty.

Once thirty, women are deemed less valuable.

Seeing the worry on Feng Tiantian's brow, Liu Sanming couldn't help but smile, "Just go with the flow. Fortune is never something you can change by force; it's merely aligning with the chance, creating a lucky bond. What's meant to come will come, and what's not won't hurry itself."

"Mr. Liu is right. I've learned something today. Thank you for your guidance."

Feng Tiantian smiled, her brows finally relaxing, realizing Liu Sanming may look rustic, but has a rather profound insight, even more than some erudite experts with their philosophical talk.

Liu Sanming said something almost unapologetic.

Meanwhile, inside another car, Long Tiansheng was being scolded by the Yue Family Sisters, almost to the point of suicide...

"Long Tiansheng, are you even a man? You've let me down so much! You said you'd marry me and protect me, but wilt before Liu Sanming!"

"Brother Long, you're a disappointment too. Li Nanhu might be strong, but you softened too quickly. I really wonder if you're truly a man."

"If she actually marries you, you wouldn't last three seconds in bed, hmph!"

"Sis, you dare to think about bed? I've heard the fastest men finish before they even take off their pants."

"If such exists, then he's definitely one of them!"

...

Long Tiansheng was berated all the way, unable to respond.

But deep inside, he was determined that if any chance arose to show off, he'd definitely make it count!

Show Liu Sanming, Li Nanhu, and the Yue Family Sisters that he's not a pushover!

About thirty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a picturesque hotel on the outskirts.

The group got out and went inside together.

They paused again outside a luxurious suite on the sixth floor.

"Miss Nanhu is inside, along with Miss Yang Family, Yang Ziru. Once inside, be cautious when speaking; Yang Ziru has a bad temper."

Feng Tiantian reminded.

Liu Sanming nodded before pushing the door open and entering.

He dared to bully Yang Linna, afraid of her daughter, Yang Ziru?

Seems Yang Linna's forcefulness indeed left its mark, even stealing her daughter's surname.

Long Tiansheng and the Yue Family Sisters hesitated upon hearing Yang Ziru's name, feeling a bit apprehensive.

In Sea City's upper circles, Yang Ziru was known as a little witch!

She's notorious for being domineering and willful.

And with a strong, unreasonable mother like Yang Linna, Yang Ziru's actions were often reckless without regard to consequences.

However, seeing Liu Sanming had already gone in, the three had no choice but to muster up courage and enter.

Feng Tiantian watched them enter and followed before closing the door behind herself.

The suite was spacious, over five hundred square meters, with flowing water and greenery, furnished with pure redwood, pianos, chess, calligraphy, and paintings, carrying a classic and tasteful décor.

So five people entering didn't feel crowded at all.

Liu Sanming looked up and saw Li Nanhu.

She was dressed in a sharp, light blue suit today, with a top-tier opal necklace around her neck, her hair up, looking opulently beautiful.

Seeing Liu Sanming enter, she sneaked a wink before turning her gaze to Long Tiansheng and the Yue Family Sisters.

"I've long heard of Young Master Long and the famed Yue Family Twins. Meeting you today, the reputation is well-deserved. Come over and sit down."

Li Nanhu greeted graciously.

"Miss Li, hello, sorry for the intrusion. Brother Liu invited me to learn a bit, and here I am thick-skinned."

Long Tiansheng nervously shook hands with Li Nanhu.

"You're not intruding. Young Master Long being here bolsters my confidence; after all, the Long Family is a traditional martial arts family."

Li Nanhu smiled.

Long Tiansheng felt uneasy immediately.

This might not be a simple chat; was Li Nanhu confronting Yang Ziru?

But since he was already there, escape was impossible, and he could only smile wryly, "I only know a little martial arts, Miss Li jokes."

"Miss Li, hello, we sisters also intrude."

Yue Yinglan approached and greeted Li Nanhu.

Usually outgoing, Yue Yingshan shrunk to the back, awkward and nervous, not daring to speak.

"Hello, you and your sister are truly beautiful."

Li Nanhu shook hands with Yue Yinglan, then looked at the silent Yue Yingshan.

Though her expression was friendly and smiling, internally she speculated about Liu Sanming's relationship with the sisters.

Was he sneaky and tempting?

Just after the greetings, on the opposite side sat a petite woman who snorted coldly!

"Li Nanhu, I'm here to discuss matters with you today, but why call a bunch of randoms? Are you preparing for a gang fight?"

The person speaking was Yang Ziru!

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