Chapter 35: You're Just Too Bored

so old, you shouldn't always be so unruly!">“You're old enough to know better, aren't you Stop scaring people.” Ku Jue slanted his eyes at him: “Anyone who didn't know would think our Xu Kong Temple...Compared to the famous brothels in the imperial cities, this small establishment in Fenglin City is hardly worth mentioning.

But anyone who has ever met Miaoyu would never say such a thing.

One of the current heads of the Fang family, Fang Zehou, is also Fang Heiling's father and Fang Pengju's uncle. This man has traveled extensively, meeting many people and gaining a wide range of knowledge. He even independently opened up the Cloud Kingdom Trade Route, possessing both ability and prestige. He is subtly seen as the next head of the Fang family. Such a person is infatuated with Miss Miaoyu. Upon returning from each business trip, the first thing he does is visit the Sansfenxianglou for entertainment.

Such things are innumerable. Fang Zehou was not the first prominent figure to fall for Miaoyu, nor would he be the last.

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And Zhao Yucheng, who was captivated by the beauty of flowers and grass, was also involved in this. Ever since he heard about Miaoyu's fame, he spent a fortune and practically treated Sanfenxianglou as his own home, determined to possess her no matter what.

"There's no possibility of that." Zhao Ruocheng said very calmly, "A woman who would resist seeing me hasn't been born yet."

He also added in his mind, Jiang An'an certainly wasn't a woman, she was just a little kid.

Miao Yu nodded slightly, as if in agreement: "Indeed, Young Master Zhao is exceptionally handsome and generous. He's not only skilled but also comes from a good family with a bright future. He has a pure heart and speaks sweetly, who could resist him"

"But," she said, but a hint of sorrow crossed her brow, making one want to rush forward and wipe it away, "but you don't love me enough..."

It seemed Zhao Ruocheng wasn't truly in love with her, which made her heartbroken.

Hehehe...

A very vulgar and sudden burst of laughter broke the atmosphere.

However, Huang A-zhan awoke at some point, but the intoxication hadn't completely dissipated. At this moment, he was propping his chin up, staring at Miss Miaoyu with a silly smile, "Hehehe..."

Of course, I know what he's thinking.

Jiang Wang covered his face and remained silent. He did recognize that Miao Yu was the woman in red he had bumped into earlier, but in this kind of situation, he had no right to speak.

Du Yexi impulsively wanted to drag Huang Azhan out and kill him, so as to avoid further shame together. He was considering whether it was worth committing a murder before enlisting.

“How can you say that I don’t like her enough” Only Zhao Rucheng, who knew how to save face without losing ground, remained composed, as if he didn’t recognize Huang Azhan at all. His demeanor perfectly showcased the experience of a veteran in the flowery world. "I've never chased after a woman for this long. Ever since I met Miss Miaoyu, I’ve spent more time at Sanfen Xiangqi Lou than at Chengdaoyuan. My affection is overflowing, it’s almost drowning this place.”

He rose and walked gracefully toward Miaoyu.

"Here." He pressed on his heart.

I have to say, the scene, the situation, and this handsome young man. Even though Madam is a seasoned veteran who has weathered countless storms, she's momentarily blinded by desire. She can hardly contain her excitement.

But Miaoyu stopped him with just one sentence.

“You don't really like me, you're just too bored.”

Zhao Ru's charming smile vanished from his face. He stopped in his tracks and no longer walked forward.

"I really don't like you now," he said. "I hate smart women."

Jiang Wang always knew that Zhao Rucheng was a man who avoided trouble and didn't care much about anything. He seemed to have nothing he cared about, just getting by day by day was his motto in life.

He spent his money recklessly and wasted his time. He squandered his fortune just as he squandered his talent. But these were all his own affairs, and no one had the right to interfere with him.

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So he could understand Zhao Ruocheng's flippant talk of liking and disliking things.

However, talking about likes and dislikes in a brothel is inherently humorous.

"Time to go home, I still have to cook for AnAn." Jiang Wang stood up and said.

“Third brother,” Zhao Rucheng looked at him earnestly, “How about we order some takeout and go back Don’t cook by yourself.”

Over there, Du Yexi also stared intently, his face filled with lingering fear: "An An is still a child."

"What are you still doing here" Jiang Wang's face darkened.

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"Come on, come on."

Du Yexi lifted Huang Azhan up, ignoring his struggles and chuckled deliriously. The group then dispersed in a flurry.

Miao Yu just smiled and watched them leave, not saying a word.

But her fingertip gently circled, and under everyone's oblivious gaze, a white, pill-like object, prepared for this moment, silently landed on Jiang Wang's back.

...and also permeated into it.

Du Yexi sent his drunken friend home, Zhao Dashao naturally returned to the mansion to rest, Jiang Wang went to the Dao Institute dormitory alone to pick up An An.

When she received Jiang An'an, her mood was obviously not very good. Her little mouth pouted, and she didn't know what she was upset about.

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"What's wrong, my little An'an" Jiang Wang smiled warmly and kindly.

"It's okay." Jiang Anan said with a pout.

“Then that’s good.” Jiang Wang beckoned, “Let’s go home.”

“...” Jiang An’an was taken aback. Didn't he really plan to ask more, or show a little concern

Over there, Ling He didn't try to persuade her, just waved his hand and said, "Goodbye, An An."

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Jiang Wang understood that this older brother had probably wanted to cultivate for a long time, but was unable to invest because he needed to look after Jiang An'an. His talent wasn't top-notch, but his diligence was first-rate.

"Goodbye, Linghe brother." Although Jiang An'an wasn't very happy, she was still polite.

"By the way," Jiang Wang casually said as they were leaving, "All of our Dao Xun have been transferred to you. If you add them together, you should be close to opening your meridians and getting the Kai Mai Dan. You work hard and get it changed sooner."

Ling He was silent for a while before saying, "We should give it to Ru Cheng first. He's the youngest and has the best natural talent. It would be a waste not to."

"He's not interested," Jiang Wang explained frankly. "Then Tiger Brother plans to go to Jiujing Xuanjia and take the path of an ancient warrior who focuses on Qi and blood circulation."

Ling He did not yield any further, simply saying, "Okay."

He knew Zhao Rucheng's disinterest was genuine, and Du Yexi's decision was indeed irreversible. There wasn't much he could do. Right now, the best thing to do was to avoid wasting these merits and friendships.

"Time to go home." Jiang Wang picked up Jiang An An and put her on his right shoulder. He strode home steadily.

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Jiangan An suddenly became happy, let out a "Whoa!", and her legs swung wildly in front of Jiangan Wang.

On her way out of the Daoist Academy, she was still enthusiastically speaking on Jiang Wang's behalf. Whenever someone greeted "Hello, Brother Jiang," she would crisply reply, "Hello to you too."

Jiang Wang also followed her, just nodding in agreement.

"Linghe gege, aren't you bored" Jiang Wang asked casually on the way home.

“Before school was even out, he was already waiting at the gate. Even though I had things to do after school, he wouldn't leave me alone and just followed me.” Jiang An’an said, biting her finger.

Ling He has a kind and reliable personality, making him the most suitable person to take care of Jiang An An. Being by her side is just basic operation.

"What could you possibly be busy with," Jiang Wang said as she pulled her fingers down, "Stop biting your nails."

“Wow!” Jiang An’an was so angry she almost jumped down right then and there, but thinking about the distance back home, she decided against it. “I’m very busy, too busy to talk to you.”

Ginger looked indifferent, replying casually: "Brother Linghe is a good person, An'an should be polite to him."

"Don't put on airs."

"Stop biting your nails."

The voice gradually faded away.

Understood! Got it! turned to the hapless Grandmaster with a sincere expression: "Let me take on this responsibility for now. Senior Brother, rest assured, I'm not someone who craves power. Unlike Master Bitter Sickness...