Although Yao Qing wasn't particularly smart, her insight was sharp. Otherwise, her sister Yao Su wouldn't have sent her to a significant position as a manager in Shengjing City, and she wouldn't have been entrusted with the task of finding the male lead.

The male lead shuddered violently when he saw Linglong.

This kind of instinctive bodily reaction couldn't deceive anyone.

The same went for Linglong.

When she looked at the male lead outside the door, she initially showed no expression, but once she recognized who it was, her face instantly turned quite colorful.

Yao Qing immediately sensed the unusual atmosphere between the two.

She thought she was worldly enough.

Therefore, when Yao Qing saw the state of these two people, she immediately concluded.

There's something going on between them!

Yao Qing never imagined the two had met before and even had grievances.

She thought the two were rekindling old feelings!

Yao Qing blinked, looked at Linglong, then at the male lead, her eyes full of ambiguity.

While watching, Yao Qing clicked her tongue in admiration.

These two had only played together as children.

After so many years without seeing each other, she didn't expect their feelings to remain so deep.

"If Jing'Er could be with Linglong, that would be great!"

Yao Qing couldn't help but feel hopeful.

Linglong was the direct descendant of the Patriarch Yao's line, not only exceedingly talented but also possessing resources unimaginable to ordinary people.

If the male lead were with her, leveraging the Yao family's background, perhaps they could negotiate with the Great Xia Zhao Clan, and with her whispering sweetly into Zhao Yi's ear, maybe the Great Xia Court would stop hunting the male lead.

Thinking of pillow talk, Yao Qing blushed slightly, her gaze somewhat shy and annoyed, suddenly feeling a strange sensation on her back, as if she had just been spanked by that annoying enemy, her backside burning and her heart tingling.

Ahem!

Linglong cleared her throat gently.

Seeing Yao Qing in a no-good, cat-in-heat-like posture, she glared at her fiercely.

Not knowing whether she envied or was irritated by her incompetence.

In any case, she was thoroughly displeased.

Yao Qing's face turned overwhelmingly red, desperately wishing to find a hole in the ground to hide in, having her thoughts seen through by Linglong.

Linglong couldn't be bothered with her and turned her head to face the male lead who seemed on guard.

"Are you Yao Jing?"

The male lead's voice was hoarse, as if deliberately disguised.

He warily looked at Linglong and didn't respond, instead asking Yao Qing on the side: "Why is she here?"

Yao Qing's face was still red.

Hearing the male lead's question, she quickly explained: "This is Linglong, your cousin. You used to play together when you were kids!"

Linglong? Cousin?

The memories were too distant; the male lead thought for a moment before recalling.

In the Yao family's greenhouse, there was indeed a little girl who often played with him.

"No wonder she looked familiar back then!"

The male lead took a deep breath.

He looked at Linglong, thinking of her previously vicious and ruthless tactics against him in the Taotie Dragon Hall, unable to connect her with the innocent and sweet little girl in his memory.

Linglong looked at the male lead, lost in thought: "So, when you said I looked familiar, it wasn't that you were flirting with me?"

"Amitabha!" the male lead chanted a Buddhist mantra.

Wearing a bamboo hat, the male lead's face was unclear, but his tone revealed his displeasure.

The male lead pressed his palms together, saying deeply: "This humble monk is a man of the cloth, with pure six senses, and completely detached, I would never do such things!"

Linglong raised an eyebrow: "If not, so be it."

So be it???

The male lead pressed his palms together, silently chanting Amitabha in his heart.

Even so, he couldn't suppress the raging anger.

He glared at Linglong, discontented: "You nearly pushed me into a corner, causing the death of Donor Su, and you think a mere 'so be it' can gloss over it?"

At this moment, Yao Qing finally realized what was happening.

Her gaze shifted between Linglong and the male lead a couple of times, and she asked in surprise: "Why are you two arguing? Aren't you rekindling old feelings?"

This sentence rendered Linglong and the male lead silent.

The male lead, initially furious, suddenly couldn't stay mad.

Not that he forgave Linglong, but his emotions were disrupted.

Linglong's reaction wasn't much better than the male lead's.

She wore a dark expression, looking at Yao Qing with disdain as if she were looking at a pile of dog poop.

"Don't mention your last name is Yao when you're out!"

Linglong turned away, not wanting to look at Yao Qing anymore.

She asked the male lead, disdain in her voice: "Do you want to avenge that stupid woman?"

Linglong sneered coldly: "As I recall, when that stupid woman humiliated you, you begged me to kill you! I helped you get rid of her, and instead of thanking me, you want to avenge her? Had I known you'd grow up so stupid, I would have had Aunt Su strangle you as a child! Anyway, you're useless alive; if you died, Aunt Su wouldn't have to suffer so much!"

Linglong's sharp words were both hurtful and venomous, always finding a way to argue even when unreasonable.

The male lead, merely a monk who recited scriptures from a young age, stood no chance against her, and nearly burst with anger.

Seeing the male lead suffer, Yao Qing hurriedly intervened to mediate.

She looked at Linglong, smiling ingratiatingly: "Jing'Er is still a child, don't take it to heart."

Linglong: "..."

Male lead: "..."

Seeing the two suddenly silent again, Yao Qing thought they were persuaded by her, secretly feeling proud.

She looked at Linglong, wanting to say more, but was abruptly interrupted by Linglong raising her hand.

Linglong wore a gloomy face: "Don't talk to me, I want some peace."

Yao Qing paused, then looked at the male lead.

Though she couldn't see the male lead's expression, his mood was evidently low.

He said disinterestedly: "Forget it, I don't want to say anymore either."

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