Urban Shen Lang (Complete) - Chapter 41 (End)

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Chapter 325 Super Bean Valley
After the jokes, Shen Lang said, "Mengmeng, come on, let's talk about something serious." "Serious? What serious things do you have?"
Ning Meng was still "bothered" by her earlier nonsense. "Does that mean I have no seriousness at all?"
Shen Lang glared at her, "It was Sister Mu and her daughter who saved us, how can we repay them? Looking at their almost self-sufficient life, I feel that we are too poor. They seem to lack nothing. I can't possibly offer myself to them, can I?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Ning Meng felt that the first half was passable, but she was still choked by the last sentence. Her heart skipped a beat, and she almost couldn't help but tell the truth. However, remembering Mu Qizhen's instructions, Ning Meng swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue and changed her words to, "You want to offer yourself to them? Sister Mu is a fairy..." "Why would an ordinary person even look at you?"
Shen Lang chuckled. "Why not? Isn't Qingya a goddess-like figure? Why would she look at me? There are too many uncertainties in this world." Ning Meng felt a little strange and asked as if seeking confirmation, "You bad guy, you wouldn't have fallen for Sister Mu, would you?"
Shen Lang thought Ning Meng was jealous and laughed, "What nonsense are you thinking? I was just saying it casually. Sister Mu saved us, would I be so beastly as to make a move on her?"
Ning Meng suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Sister Mu had sacrificed so much to save them, and as a woman, she had to live in seclusion in the deep mountains with her daughter in despair to protect her. She must have suffered a lot all these years. No matter how strong or capable a woman is, in the end, she still needs a man.
Ning Meng suddenly felt an urge to tell the truth and make Shen Lang her true man. She believed Shen Lang wasn't the irresponsible type; given his character, he would never tolerate his woman living a lonely, desolate life in the mountains. Besides, Xie Qin'er was still young. Could she live in the mountains forever when she grew up? Wouldn't she want a normal life?
However, Mu Qizhen had made a promise to her beforehand. Wouldn't it be unfair to tell her?
But if she didn't tell him… what if Shen Lang found out the truth later and blamed her? Seeing Ning
Meng suddenly fall silent, her expression shifting unpredictably, Shen Lang asked curiously, "What's wrong, Mengmeng? Are you feeling unwell?"
Hearing Shen Lang's concerned words, Ning Meng's impulse surged even stronger, and she blurted out, "You bad guy, I want to tell you something..."
Seeing Ning Meng's hesitant expression, Shen Lang was even more puzzled and said, "Just say it. What can't we say to each other?"
Ning Meng hugged Shen Lang, burying her head deeply in his chest, gently stroking his chest with her hands. Scratching her hands, she said in a conflicted and hesitant tone, "But... I promised Sister Mu I wouldn't tell." Shen Lang chuckled and said, "If you promise not to tell, then don't tell. Telling would be... a bit like breaking your promise?"
Ning Meng said coquettishly, "But if I don't tell, I feel really bad, like a few kittens scratching at me. I didn't sleep a wink last night. I know Sister Mu didn't sleep a wink either. Actually, she's also very upset." "Is it something serious?"
Shen Lang was increasingly puzzled.
"Yes, it's very serious."
Ning Meng nodded and continued, "It's not just serious, it might affect Sister Mu's entire life."
"Ah? That serious? Then tell us. If it's something extremely difficult, we'll help them even if it kills us. After all, compared to a life-saving debt, nothing else matters, right?"
"But... I really can't say. I don't want to be a woman who goes back on her word, unless Sister Mu agrees to let me tell her. But I know Sister Mu definitely won't agree."
"Is she afraid of causing me trouble?"
Shen Lang guessed randomly. “Uh…”
Ning Meng paused for a moment, then continued, “Although it’s not the kind of trouble you’re imagining, it’s still a kind of trouble. If you knew, I know the situation would be very difficult, and Sister Mu would be at a loss.”
Seeing Ning Meng’s conflicted look, Shen Lang suddenly had an idea. His mother wouldn’t let him talk about it, so he would ask his daughter. Children should be easy to coax. He asked, “Does Qin’er know about this?”
“Qin’er? She knows. But I don’t think she will tell anyone, because Sister Mu told her to.”
Shen Lang smiled and said, “As long as she knows, it’ll be easy. Children’s mouths are always easier to pry open than adults’. Let’s go back and eat first. After we eat, I’ll talk to Qin’er.”
“Okay!”
Ning Meng agreed, still clinging to Shen Lang’s arms. “It still hurts a little there. You bad man, can you carry me?”
Shen Lang chuckled and said, “Why not?”
With that, Shen Lang squatted down, let Ning Meng lie on his back, and then carried her away. "You rascal, tell me, wouldn't it be wonderful to take a few months off every year in a place like this? This place is so beautiful! We could get a little raft and drift downstream in this stream, wherever it takes us, then find a river bend to spend the night, eating delicious food, watching the stars, listening to the crickets chirping—that would be absolutely amazing!"
Ning Meng leaned on Shen Lang's shoulder, feeling safe and sweet. His broad shoulders gave her so much security, and she couldn't help but swoon.
Shen Lang laughed heartily and said, "What's so difficult about that? If you're willing, I'll put this plan into action tonight."
Ning Meng giggled, "Forget it, I think we should go back now. We don't know how worried they'll be if they can't find us."
Shen Lang thought it made sense and said, "Then we'll find a chance. Anyway, we'll definitely come back; our saviors are still here." Ning Meng felt a pang of sadness again, thinking, "They're more than just your saviors!" No matter what, we'll have to come back eventually. Maybe... we can take them with us? Thinking this, Ning Meng was startled by her own thought. Would they really be willing to leave this place?
Ning Meng thought, Sister Mu moved here out of necessity to protect her daughter, but now that Shen Lang is here, and he has the ability to protect Qin'er, what reason does Sister Mu have to stay?
Ning Meng shook her head. Unfortunately, she could only keep these thoughts to herself. Deep down, Ning Meng was a woman who was very principled and committed to her promises. She never let her words become empty promises... except for the harsh words she uttered while flirting with Shen Lang.
So painful!
Ning Meng sighed inwardly. Having something on her mind was awful. She felt like she was back in the days after she and Shen Lang parted ways on the rooftop, her heart aching with a desire to hang herself. ...
When the two returned, Mu Qizhen and her daughter had already prepared breakfast.
Looking at the food laid out on the table, Ning Meng widened her eyes in surprise and asked, "Sister Mu, what are all these? I don't think I've ever seen them before."
Shen Lang chuckled, “I think I saw this millet used for making this porridge in the woods just now. I thought it was some kind of weed, so I even plucked an ear and rubbed it. It's these small red grains, about the size of millet, but the ears are much longer, at least 20 centimeters long. And it's not one ear per plant, but like small beans, with many ears growing on one plant. How to describe it? It's like sesame seeds, yes, sesame seeds. The plant is about the same thickness as sesame seeds, with the ears growing from the middle all the way to the tip, about 1.5 meters tall.” Mu Qizhen smiled slightly and said, “Yes, that's it. You observed it carefully. Ask Qin'er. She's the one who made that strange thing. I was quite surprised at first! These past few years, this has basically been our staple food. Not only can we make porridge, but we can also steam buns. The texture is similar to multigrain buns.”
“Oh?”
Shen Lang and Ning Meng were greatly surprised and turned their curious gazes to Xie Qin'er. Xie Qin'er smiled sweetly, and said with no small amount of pride, "I named them 'Red Bean Valley'."
"Red Bean Valley?"
Ning Meng was greatly surprised. Red beans are red beans, and millet is millet. What does "Red Bean Valley" mean?
Xie Qin'er said, "Yes, a few years ago, I was playing in the forest when I accidentally saw a kind of wild millet. The ears were very large, but the taste wasn't very good. I like red bean porridge, but red beans don't grow well here, probably because the soil isn't suitable. I suddenly wondered if I could mix them together. Maybe it would make them easier to grow and improve the taste, wouldn't that be great? At first, I tried pollination, but whether I tried pollinating the millet with the red beans or the red beans with the millet, I couldn't succeed. I don't know why. Later, I poured my spiritual power into it and forcibly compressed the two plants together. Unexpectedly, they survived and gradually grew into that shape. When they matured, I picked them and tried making porridge. The taste was pretty good, hehe."
Shen Lang and Ning Meng exchanged a glance, both feeling a bit incredulous. They had never seen anything like forcibly "synthesizing" crops with supernatural abilities before. If word got out, it would definitely shock all the agronomists in the world!
However, only a plant-based ability user like Xie Qin'er could do this. Even if Shen Lang's cultivation was hundreds of times greater than Xie Qin'er's, he would be powerless to do it. Although the five elements of energy can be freely converted, Shen Lang's "knock-off" ability is useless in this situation; only her natural and pure "original" ability can do it.
Suddenly, Shen Lang thought of a problem: if these "red bean millet" plants, which are covered in these plants, could be cultivated in large fields, wouldn't the yield per acre be...? It's estimated that even high-grade wheat can't compare to it.
"Big brother, big sister, you should try some and see how it tastes!"
Xie Qin'er invited with a smile, seemingly very confident in the taste of these red bean millet plants.
Shen Lang and Ning Meng exchanged a glance, scooped up a spoonful with a small wooden spoon, and put it in their mouths...

Chapter 326 Revealing the Truth
"Mmm, it tastes so good, so fragrant and smooth!"
Ning Meng savored the porridge in her mouth and couldn't help but praise it loudly. The so-called "red bean and millet" porridge, which you can try on this site, has an indescribable sweetness. The texture is slightly similar to red beans, with their sandy feel and sweetness, yet it also has the stickiness and fragrance unique to millet porridge. The advantages of both grains blend perfectly, making it almost flawless.
Shen Lang was also very satisfied with the taste of the bean and millet porridge, laughing, "Qin'er is amazing! If you could create a few more new varieties like this, all the agronomists on Earth could retire, haha."
Xie Qin'er was a little embarrassed by the praise and explained regretfully, "No way! Making this almost exhausted my spiritual energy. I had to rest for several months to recover. Since then, Mom has never allowed me to mess around like this again."
Shen Lang and Ning Meng were relieved. If something like this could be made so easily, it would be too incredible. Perhaps the fate of Earth would be changed, Darwin's theory of evolution would be completely overturned, and thousands of years of agricultural science could come to an end.
Mu Qizhen smiled and said, "Qin'er has never been sick since she was little, but during that time she was very weak, which scared me to death. Fortunately, Qin'er knows medicine and was able to slowly recover. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know what to do in this deep mountain forest."
Ning Meng said thoughtfully, "Yes, if a new species could be created so easily, who knows what this world would be like! Perhaps Qin'er's success in synthesizing this red bean grain was partly due to luck. According to common sense, the possibility of creating such a species is extremely slim."
Mu Qizhen agreed. "Ning is right. There must have been an element of luck involved. Otherwise, how could the theory of evolution have failed so easily? Qin'er was too reckless. I don't know how dangerous that process was. I still feel lingering fear when I think about it. She didn't wake up for several days..."
Shen Lang and Ning Meng listened with sighs. They could imagine how terrified and helpless Mu Qizhen must have been at the time. They could also imagine how dangerous an unknown experiment could be, one that could exhaust the spiritual power of a plant-type ability user. Perhaps only an innocent and carefree little girl like Xie Qin'er, who only wanted to eat red bean porridge, would dare to do such a thing.
Ning Meng continued to praise, "We're really lucky! I bet the only four people in the world who've ever tasted this kind of bean and grain porridge, right? Hehe, all thanks to Qin'er!"
Xie Qin'er said somewhat shyly, "Actually, Qin'er also wishes more people could eat such delicious food, but unfortunately we don't usually have many guests here. Brother Lang and Sister Ning are the first guests to come here in all these years!"
Hearing Xie Qin'er's words, the three adults suddenly fell silent. Although Xie Qin'er hadn't thought too much about what she was saying, they could easily sense the loneliness in her heart. A young girl in the prime of her life, with only her mother and the forest as her companions, couldn't possibly not feel lonely. No matter how good her mother was to her, she couldn't replace the role of companions.
Mu Qizhen's expression darkened, her face twitching slightly. A pang of heartache shot through her. She felt she had let her daughter down, but she had no choice but to live in seclusion here. Her daughter's "abnormality" led to her in-laws disowning her, and her own family had long since disappeared. As a woman, she felt unwelcome in this somewhat cruel society. Where else could she go but here?
Seeing Mu Qizhen's guilty look, Ning Meng quickly changed the subject, saying, "Qin'er, hurry up and serve Mommy some rice! Let's eat quickly, or it'll get cold!"
Ning Meng's words livened up the somewhat awkward atmosphere, and everyone enjoyed the meal. The porridge was fragrant, the dishes were delicious—how could they not be happy? However, Mu Qizhen only forced a smile on the surface; deep down, she still harbored unresolved worries. Over the years, as her daughter grew older, Mu Qizhen had more than once wondered if she should let her daughter live in the deep mountains forever. If she didn't leave, would her daughter be able to adapt to society in the future?
But every time the moment came, Mu Qizhen lacked the courage to continue thinking. She had too many concerns; she feared repeating what her daughter had experienced as a child—something she absolutely did not want to see.
So, she procrastinated again and again, year after year, until her daughter was almost 14. Now, thinking about this issue again, Mu Qizhen's heart was even more chaotic than ever before…
After breakfast, Shen Lang went to find Xie Qin'er, hoping to learn the "truth" from her. Xie Qin'er was simple-minded and probably easier to "coax." Ning Meng's hesitation made Shen Lang unable to ignore it. He felt the matter must be very serious, and he couldn't remain indifferent. For the mother and daughter, what he, Shen Lang, could do, what he could repay, was truly limited. He could do what he could, otherwise, how could his conscience be at peace?
"Qin'er, how about we take a walk around the woods? As the host, shouldn't you lead your guest around and show them around?"
In front of Mu Qizhen, Shen Lang smiled and extended an invitation to Xie Qin'er.
Xie Qin'er had always had an inexplicable fondness for Shen Lang, so she readily accepted his invitation, smiling sweetly, "Okay, but let me change my clothes first. These casual robes aren't very convenient for walking in the woods!"
Shen Lang smiled slightly and said, "Alright, go ahead, I'll wait for you outside!"
Mu Qizhen didn't think much of Shen Lang's invitation, assuming he was just having fun. Little did she know that Shen Lang already knew some clues and wanted to "open a breach" through Xie Qin'er...
The two walked along the stream for half a day, feeling they were quite far from the courtyard. Shen Lang said, "Qin'er, let's rest here for a bit." Xie Qin'er thought Shen Lang's injuries had just healed and he was still a little weak, so she smiled and said, "Okay, it's time to rest." "!"
Shen Lang started chatting with Xie Qin'er, subtly bringing up the topic of yesterday's treatment: "Qin'er, the situation must have been very dangerous, right?"
Xie Qin'er replied with lingering fear, "Of course! Brother Lang's injuries were so severe, I'd never seen anything like it before. I thought I wouldn't make it. It was the first time I'd ever lost faith in healing, I was really terrified."
Shen Lang asked, "Then how did you suddenly get better? You and Mom must have put in a lot of effort, right?"
Xie Qin'er, being simple-minded, naturally didn't realize Shen Lang was deliberately trying to get information out of her, and said, "Qin'er wasn't really hurt, it's just that Mom... oh right, Mom told me not to tell, so Qin'er can't tell you!"
As she spoke, Xie Qin'er's face flushed slightly, thinking about what happened yesterday, it was truly embarrassing.
Shen Lang, increasingly certain that something was amiss, said, "Then Qin'er, just pretend your brother doesn't exist and talk to yourself, okay? That way it won't be considered a leak." Xie Qin'er was somewhat tempted, but still asked with some doubt, "Will that work?"
Shen Lang thought for a moment and said, "Then how about this, brother will hide, and come out after you've finished talking. That way, it won't be you telling brother willingly, but brother eavesdropping, and that'll be fine."
Xie Qin'er thought for a moment and said, "Alright then, but brother, you have to hide well. Qin'er's senses are very sharp; if I can sense your presence, Qin'er still won't tell."
Shen Lang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Qin'er, brother will go very far and won't let you sense me."
With that, Shen Lang flashed behind a large tree and carefully shielded his aura.
Feeling Shen Lang's aura disappear instantly, Xie Qin'er smiled slightly, thinking, "Now I can tell."
In fact, Mu Qizhen's refusal to let Xie Qin'er tell Shen Lang the truth puzzled her. Why couldn't she tell him? In Xie Qin'er's mind, Shen Lang and her mother had done that kind of thing, so they were husband and wife, and Brother Lang was her father. What was there to hide?
Having lost her father at a young age, Xie Qin'er had a strong sense of lack. The scenes of being bullied as a child were indelible in her memory. If she had a father, would they still have bullied her like that?
When Xie Qin'er first saw Shen Lang, she felt a strong sense of familiarity. The natural affinity filled her with affection for him, but she never thought of him as her father because there were too many complexities involved. After Mu Qizhen used that method to treat Shen Lang, many thoughts surfaced in Xie Qin'er's mind, and her desire for a father grew stronger and stronger.
Her thoughts were simple; she only longed for a loving father. She didn't care about age or marriage—perhaps these were things she didn't understand, not part of her knowledge. In Xie Qin'er's wishful thinking, Shen Lang was perfect to be her father, but this thought flashed through her mind and vanished.
Just moments ago, Shen Lang had held her little hand as they strolled through the woods, adorning her with a beautiful hand-woven flower crown, telling her funny jokes and touching stories, carrying her across a waist-deep stream…
Xie Qin'er was overjoyed, feeling both sweet and happy. In her eyes, these were things a father would do; only a father would pamper and love her like that. Xie Qin'er didn't know Shen Lang's age, and even if she did, she wouldn't care. She didn't really understand the relationship between age and fatherhood, or perhaps she simply didn't care. She only needed to know that Shen Lang was good to her and loved her; that was enough.
This was the first time she truly experienced the happiness of having a father. ...
Feeling Shen Lang's presence disappear, Xie Qin'er was slightly surprised, then began to recount the events of the previous day in detail. Although she was somewhat embarrassed to mention the embarrassing details, how could Shen Lang not understand? The
more Shen Lang listened, the more astonished and moved he became, until he was almost stunned. He truly hadn't expected things to turn out this way. As a woman, how much courage did she need to convince herself to do this?
The waves of emotion in his heart surged and churned, unable to subside for a long time. For a moment, Shen Lang didn't know how to react. Mu Qizhen!
Muttering such a gentle name, complex and incomprehensible emotions surged and churned within Shen Lang's heart: gratitude, pity, shock, guilt, heartache... Each emotion flashed through his mind, only to be replaced by another. Gradually, those feelings merged together, becoming a tangled mess, completely confusing Shen Lang's mind.
This was no longer just a matter of a life-saving grace; this matter could be big or small, simple or complex.
Suddenly, a strong impulse surged within Shen Lang: to take the mother and daughter out of the deep mountains!
No one can live a life detached from the world, especially Xie Qin'er, who was not yet 14. She couldn't belong to the mountains forever; she needed to enjoy a rich and colorful life like other girls.
More importantly, Shen Lang felt he couldn't just leave like that. She had sacrificed her most precious virtue to save him; if he, Shen Lang, remained indifferent, he wouldn't deserve to live like a man.
Shen Lang emerged from behind the tree and asked directly, "Qin'er, do you want to go outside the mountains with your big brother?"
"Outside?"
Xie Qin'er was stunned. She had never considered this question before. The scenes of discrimination and bullying she experienced as a child were still vivid in her mind, making her feel that the outside world was a dangerous and cold place. But at the same time, everything outside seemed magically attractive to her. From Shen Lang's earlier description, Xie Qin'er knew that the outside world had undergone tremendous changes, no longer the way she remembered it from childhood. There were fun things and interesting events everywhere; even just going out to see it would be good, right?
She longed to go out and see the world!
But what about her mother?
What would happen to her mother? Would her mother agree? Xie
Qin'er was stunned for a long time, finally seeming to have made up her mind, and said, "Brother Lang, can I ask you a question?"
Shen Lang said, "Ask away, I'll tell you anything I know!"
"Would you like to be Qin'er's father, brother?"
Xie Qin'er asked hopefully. "Father?"
Shen Lang was genuinely startled. He had no idea that Xie Qin'er would bring up such an idea. He was stunned for a few seconds before asking, "Why?"
Xie Qin'er said, "With a father, Qin'er won't be bullied anymore, and... I can take my mother with me."
Hearing Xie Qin'er's innocent and naive answer, Shen Lang felt a surge of pity. He could now more deeply understand how helpless Mu Qizhen had been back then. The world was so big, yet there was nowhere that could accommodate them. It was this cruel world that drove them into the deep mountains.
Now that Shen Lang had encountered this situation, he felt he should do his best to bring the mother and daughter out of the deep mountains and let them feel that the world was not lacking in warmth. This was the only thing Shen Lang could do.
"Okay, brother promises you, but brother has one request: don't call him Dad in front of Mom, okay?"
"Why?"
Xie Qin'er was a little confused. Did calling someone Dad require a condition?
“Qin’er, you might not understand yet. Because your mother and I aren’t really husband and wife, if you call me ‘Dad’ in front of her, it might embarrass her. It’s better to call me ‘Brother’ like before. No matter what, as long as your brother is here, no one will bully you anymore. You’ll have everything other girls have, and you’ll have things other girls don’t have. Your brother will make sure you and Mom are happy and at peace for the rest of your lives, okay?”
“Mmm!”
Xie Qin’er excitedly threw herself into Shen Lang’s arms and whispered, “Brother Lang, can Qin’er call you ‘Dad’ just once? Just this once, okay?”
Shen Lang smiled and said, “Sure, why not? Having such a beautiful daughter like you is definitely a blessing I’ve accumulated over many lifetimes!”
Hearing Shen Lang’s praise, Xie Qin’er was both happy and shy. After hesitating for a long time, she finally sweetly called out, “Dad!”
"Good Qin'er!"
Shen Lang hugged Xie Qin'er tightly and said gently, "Come on, I'll go talk to Mother, and then we'll leave the mountain!"

Chapter 327: Persuading Qi Zhen.
When the two returned, they saw Mu Qi Zhen busy in the courtyard, seemingly watering the flowers and plants. A delicate little waterwheel beside her was drawing water from the stream and channeling it into a small pond in the corner of the yard, saving a lot of effort. It was probably the work of Mu Qi Zhen, a graphic and architectural designer.
Although small, the waterwheel added a touch of dynamism to the otherwise tranquil courtyard, adding a lively sound—perhaps the so-called "finishing touch" in architecture.
Shen Lang gave Xie Qin'er a wink, and Xie Qin'er smiled slightly before going straight into the house, allowing Shen Lang to "negotiate" with his mother. Mu Qizhen, seeing Shen Lang return alone, asked curiously, "Shen...Lang, where's Qin'er? Didn't you go for a walk together?"
Shen Lang replied, "Qin'er is back. I...um, I wanted to talk to Sister Mu."
"Talk?"
Mu Qizhen felt a sudden unease. What did he want to talk to her about? Could it be...that Qin'er told him about yesterday?
It's no wonder Mu Qizhen immediately thought of this, because she still couldn't find her place and didn't know how to treat Shen Lang. With Ning Meng and her daughter not around, Mu Qizhen felt very uncomfortable, even a little guilty, as if she had done something wrong.
Deep down, Mu Qizhen was a very traditional woman. While she didn't necessarily hold the feudal concept of "remaining faithful to one man until death," she couldn't be so casual about matters of the heart. She found it hard to let go of what had happened yesterday. Afterwards, she was surprised by her own boldness, but what was done was done, and she certainly wouldn't think of regretting it—after all, it was about saving someone.
In Mu Qizhen's mind, it was better for Shen Lang and Ning Meng to leave as soon as possible, so she could forget about it quickly and avoid feeling awkward from being
together all the time. Mu Qizhen probably didn't realize that the way she looked at Shen Lang, or rather, the feelings she had for him, had subtly changed. Although it would be an exaggeration to describe it with words like love, admiration, or infatuation, she certainly couldn't treat this man, with whom she had shared physical intimacy, the same way she treated other men.
Now that Shen Lang had come to her alone, his face serious as he said he wanted to talk to her, Mu Qizhen couldn't help but overthink and feel flustered. She nervously smoothed a strand of hair that had fallen across her forehead and whispered, "Then...should we find a quiet place?"
Shen Lang saw through her thoughts and could see her anxiety and nervousness. He said, "Whatever you say, Sister Mu."
Mu Qizhen smiled calmly, mustered her courage, and met Shen Lang's gaze. She said
, "Let's go to the stream then. There's a stone bench there." She pointed towards the bench.
Shen Lang looked up and saw a giant tree by the stream to the west. Beneath its lush branches was a set of stone table and benches, looking like an oil painting nestled beside the babbling brook.
"Great! That place is really nice. I imagine on a moonlit night, Sister Mu and Qin'er could sit there drinking tea and admiring the moon, listening to the babbling water. It would be so peaceful and pleasant."
Mu Qizhen suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Shen Lang, why don't you go sit down first? I'll go brew some tea!"
"Okay!"
Shen Lang didn't want to trouble Mu Qizhen, but then he realized that Mu Qizhen probably wasn't just going to brew tea, but rather using the time to calm her chaotic thoughts.
She must have thought of something! Shen Lang then realized that his impulsiveness and suddenness, his overly serious and earnest manner, had made the perceptive Mu Qizhen realize something and think he was going to "confront" her. There was no point in overthinking; he would just talk to her properly later, and pretend he didn't know anything about yesterday's events. Otherwise, Mu Qizhen would definitely be even more at a loss. Shen
Lang sat down, and soon Mu Qizhen brought over a pot of tea and two teacups. Her face showed signs of washing, with water droplets still clinging to her lips; she must have washed her face to calm herself.
Shen Lang silently acknowledged that he had indeed acted inappropriately. Mu Qizhen must have been quite conflicted just now.
Thinking of this, for some reason, looking at Mu Qizhen's elegant and pretty face, Shen Lang suddenly felt a pang of heartache, as if he had done something to trouble his woman.
However, Mu Qizhen was indeed his woman in reality, though that had ended due to an accident.
Shen Lang couldn't help but sigh softly.
Mu Qizhen gently poured tea and softly asked, "Why did Shen Lang sigh?"
Shen Lang then realized his lapse in composure and hurriedly made up an excuse, smiling, "Such a wonderful place, the thought of leaving soon makes it hard to part."
Hearing this, Mu Qizhen felt increasingly strange, a sense of unease creeping in. She felt a mixture of relief and a faint melancholy; if he left like this, she feared she would never see him again.
"When do you plan to leave?"
Mu Qizhen tried her best to control her voice, making it sound normal. However, a slight tremor could still be heard, though she herself was unaware of it.
"Of course, the sooner the better. My family and friends must be so worried about Mengmeng and me going missing,"
Mu Qizhen said thoughtfully. "I was thinking of having you stay a few more days, but now that you've said that, it's not good to ask you to stay. It's really not appropriate to make our family and friends worry."
"Sister Mu, have you thought about your future plans?"
Shen Lang suddenly posed a difficult question to Mu Qizhen. This was a question Mu Qizhen had always been reluctant to face directly. She often thought about it, but was always afraid because she had no answer.
Sure enough, Shen Lang's question left Mu Qizhen flustered. The sadness in her beautiful eyes deepened; Shen Lang's question had indeed touched a nerve.
“Sister Mu, I’m sorry, I didn’t want to bring this up, but some things are like chronic illnesses; the longer you delay, the more serious they become, to the point where they become unmanageable. Qin’er and I talked a lot in the woods just now, and this was the topic we discussed the most. So, I’ll be frank, I want to ask Sister Mu and Qin’er to come back with us!”
With that, Shen Lang’s gaze fixed directly on Mu Qizhen’s face, brooking no respite.
“What?”
Mu Qizhen was genuinely startled by Shen Lang.
When faced with sudden shock, people often think they’ve misheard and can’t believe their ears. Shen Lang’s suggestion was like a thunderbolt to Mu Qizhen, leaving her completely disoriented.
“I want to ask Sister Mu and Qin’er to come back with us. From now on, we will be your family. No one will bully you anymore, you will no longer be lonely, and Qin’er will enjoy everything she deserves, just like other girls, receiving everything she is entitled to, no longer a lonely spirit in the forest…”
"Shen Lang!"
Mu Qizhen interrupted Shen Lang, her tone filled with a strong pleading, "Please stop talking, okay? Perhaps, we can't go back."
Shen Lang naturally disagreed with Mu Qizhen's point of view, and said urgently, "Why? Doesn't Sister Mu want Qin'er to live a better life? Don't you want Qin'er to be able to reintegrate into this world?"
Mu Qizhen's expression was somewhat sad, and after a long while, she said, "Shen Lang, I've thought about all of this. I'm Qin'er's mother, and of course I want her to live a better life. But I have concerns. Ten years have passed, and the outside world has undergone earth-shattering changes." "We're already ten years behind the world! Ten years ago, Qin'er was a monster in other people's eyes; ten years later, they still see us as monsters! Qin'er was already hurt by the strange looks she received as a child. As her mother, I absolutely cannot let her be hurt again; it would break my heart."
Shen Lang sighed deeply. Mu Qizhen's worries were not unfounded. Discrimination is a chronic disease of this society, incurable in any era. If Qin'er were to return to the big city now, facing an even more bizarre world, it would be like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden—how could she not attract strange looks?
Therefore, for at least a considerable period, Qin'er would be unable to attend school, unable to go out alone, unable to interact and communicate normally with other children… In short, just one sentence could reveal Qin'er's unfamiliarity with this world, and people in this world are never lacking in the spirit of onlookers and the instinct to ridicule. Thus, Qin'er would not be far from suffering secondary harm.
So, is there any way to help Qin'er avoid this fate?
Suddenly, a name flashed through Shen Lang's mind. Perhaps she could help him solve all these problems.
"Sister Mu, I understand your worries, but I have a way and confidence to solve everything!"
Shen Lang looked into Mu Qizhen's eyes, trying to instill his confidence in her. "Her name is Xi Chenyue. She used to be a university lecturer, but she resigned for some reason and now runs a tutoring center at home. She's a very nice person. I think if Qin'er is taught by her, she won't have to go to school anymore, and Qin'er can avoid unnecessary harm."
Mu Qizhen was slightly tempted by Shen Lang's words, but still had some reservations: "Is the teacher you mentioned... really that nice?"
Shen Lang smiled slightly, a little embarrassed, and said, "Don't laugh at me, Sister Mu, but Xi Chenyue is also my girlfriend. If you trust me, then you can trust her."
"Ah?"
Sister Mu seemed startled when she heard Shen Lang say that. A girlfriend too? Did he have more than one girlfriend? A strange feeling welled up in Mu Qizhen's heart. Was he the kind of playboy?
Can you trust the words of a philanderer? But looking at Shen Lang's sincere face, Mu Qizhen couldn't find a reason to believe him. He didn't seem like the kind of two-timing, irresponsible womanizer. And why would he say it so easily? And without a trace of guilt or unease on his face?
However, Mu Qizhen's heart, which had been stirred by Shen Lang, cooled somewhat. Did Ning Meng know all this? She didn't know if she was lamenting her own fate or Ning Meng's fate; in any case, a strange feeling suddenly made her feel suffocated.
Shen Lang seemed to see through Mu Qizhen's thoughts and said, "Sister Mu, to be honest, I have more than one girlfriend, and more than two. Things are complicated, but it's definitely not what you imagine. You'll find out eventually. But I promise, I'm sincere with each of them, and... they all know about each other. There's nothing to hide. If you don't believe me, you can ask Ning Meng; she'll tell you what kind of person I am."
Hearing Shen Lang's sincere words, Mu Qizhen suddenly felt relieved. She felt she didn't need to know those details; she should trust her eyes and feelings. In her eyes, Shen Lang was a trustworthy person, and that was enough. She didn't need to know too many details because she didn't have the "qualification" or "position" to know them. "Shen Lang, can I think about it some more? Because... I really can't make a decision right now..."
Shen Lang smiled and nodded in agreement. He could sense that Mu Qizhen was already moved; she would definitely go back with him.
Shen Lang secretly vowed that he would never let this mother and daughter, who had suffered so much, suffer even the slightest grievance again. It wasn't just to repay a debt of gratitude, nor simply out of heartache; perhaps there was something else...

Chapter 328 Boundless Longing
Just as Shen Lang had expected, after a whole day of agonizing thought, and with Xie Qin'er constantly egging him on according to Shen Lang's "instructions," Mu Qizhen finally agreed to go back to the city with Shen Lang the next day, allowing her daughter to return to a normal life.
However, seeing the mother and daughter's reluctance to part, Shen Lang's heart softened, and he agreed to let them stay a few more days to pack their belongings and take care of everything, especially Xie Qin'er's plants, many of which were rare and precious herbs that needed proper care.
But these few days of delay caused Tian Qingya at home great anxiety, making her go through the most difficult days of her life.
That morning, Tian Qingya woke up to find Shen Lang and Ning Meng gone, with only Li Yiyang and a few henchmen guarding the house.
Tian Qingya sensed something was amiss and couldn't help but ask Li Yiyang about Shen Lang and Ning Meng's whereabouts.
In truth, Li Yiyang was also confused. Although he knew a little about the situation, his knowledge was limited. From the moment Shen Lang lured away the men in black, he knew nothing of what had happened afterward. Faced with Tian Qingya's question, he could only offer a temporary excuse.
Li Yiyang clearly remembered that night when he and his men were having a great time ambushing the men, several seemingly flying black figures suddenly descended from the sky, swooping down like eagles attacking chicks. If it weren't for Shen Lang's timely intervention, those men would likely have been killed on the spot.
Having received Shen Lang's signal to retreat, Li Yiyang led his men to retreat along the pre-arranged route, easily shaking off the "vegetable money brigade's" pursuit.
However, since then, there had been no further news from Shen Lang. Li Yiyang dared not be careless, sending most of his men back first, while he and a few others stayed at Shen Lang's house, both to await news from Shen Lang and to ensure Tian Qingya's safety.
Suddenly asked by Tian Qingya about Shen Lang and Ning Meng's whereabouts, Li Yiyang was speechless and could only make up an excuse, hoping that Shen Lang would return soon.
Unfortunately, Li Yiyang was very disappointed. Three or four days passed, and there was still no news of Shen Lang.
Li Yiyang's worries grew daily. He sent his men out to inquire, but unfortunately, they found no clues. Although Li Yiyang had great confidence in Shen Lang's skills, even a hero can't withstand so many people. What if… Li Yiyang dared not think further and constantly tried to reassure himself.
Tian Qingya knew that Li Yiyang was Shen Lang's best friend and understood him to some extent. She could tell that Li Yiyang genuinely didn't know Shen Lang's whereabouts and knew they were searching diligently every day, so she didn't press them. She even comforted them from time to time, advising them not to be too anxious.
Tian Qingya was a smart woman. From the events of the past few days, she could vaguely guess some clues and knew that this matter was serious and somewhat shady. Therefore, she decided not to call the police. She also had another concern: if the police were called, Shen Lang's other women would inevitably find out. Rather than sharing the worry, she preferred to keep it to herself.
Perhaps it was a blind trust in Shen Lang, but Tian Qingya had a feeling that he would be alright, that he would return safely, and that he would never let her be sad or heartbroken again, because he had promised her.
Tian Qingya would wait, even if it meant waiting a lifetime!
Tian Qingya was also a strong-willed woman. In front of Li Yiyang and the others, she feigned composure, forcing a calm and serene smile on her face, and frequently comforting them. Each time she cooked, she would lead the way in eating, wanting to convey her confidence to them.
Although Li Yiyang was somewhat oblivious, he wasn't stupid. He knew that Tian Qingya was hiding her worries and fears deep inside. Once out of sight of others, she seemed to shed all her strength and instantly become a different person.
But Li Yiyang didn't expose her. He genuinely admired his strong, kind, and selfless sister-in-law, so he cooperated, making sure he and his brothers acted relaxed every day, eating and sleeping on time. Perhaps this would make Tian Qingya feel a little better.
Five or six days passed. Tian Qingya had been playing two different roles, and coupled with her pregnancy, the double strain quickly took its toll on her, leaving her looking haggard. Although she tried her best to maintain a smile and composure in public, her eyes were filled with fatigue, and her complexion was dull and sallow, a far cry from her former radiant self.
Tian Qingya was strong-willed, so she had to put on a strong facade in front of others, but as soon as she was out of sight, she immediately reverted to her most vulnerable and delicate self.
Another day passed in a long wait. As usual, Tian Qingya went to bed early. She hadn't been sleeping well these past few days, often lying in bed for hours without being able to fall asleep, and tonight was no exception.
The moonlight was bright tonight, softly shining into the room, illuminating Tian Qingya's haggard face, making her feel the cool, watery moonlight, chilling her hands and feet, and reminding her of the warmth of longing.
Tian Qingya lay quietly on her side in bed, gently stroking her slightly protruding belly. Tears streamed down her face. Heartbroken, she closed her eyes and murmured, "Husband, where are you? If you hear Qingya's call, please answer, let me know you're alright. If anything happens to you… our child…"
Tian Qingya dared not think further. Large tears slid down her pretty face, wetting her pillow…
Suddenly, Tian Qingya felt a pair of hands gently wiping away her tears. Those hands were so familiar, so warm. At this moment, their movements were so gentle and delicate, with a slight tremor.
Tian Qingya was startled and turned her head. Before her eyes was the face that haunted her dreams. That face bore her own prayers, her own emotions, and even her own reflection in those deep eyes.
"Husband?"
Tian Qingya exclaimed in disbelief.
"Yes, it's me, Qingya, I'm back,"
Shen Lang replied, feeling a lump in his throat.
"Is it really...you? I'm not...dreaming?"
Tian Qingya's voice trembled so much she could barely form a coherent sentence.
"It's me, you're not dreaming! I'm really back, I'm your summoned beast, my darling wife! You summoned me, and I came back immediately!"
Shen Lang jumped onto the bed and hugged Tian Qingya tightly. He could feel his whole body trembling, unsure if it was his own trembling or if he'd caught it from Tian Qingya. It seemed even his heart was trembling along with him, a feeling that almost knocked this grown man down.
"Wah—"
Tian Qingya hugged Shen Lang's waist tightly and cried out loudly, "You're finally back! You're finally back! If you hadn't come back, Qingya wouldn't know what to do..."
These past few days, Tian Qingya had been suppressing her emotions. Now that Shen Lang was back, she felt like a large part of her missing sky had finally been filled. She no longer needed to suppress her feelings; her overflowing emotions finally found an outlet. Tears flowed freely, and the worry and frustration in her heart vanished.
"But I summoned you so many times, why did it take you so long to come? Waaah... you bad guy... no, you bad beast!"
Tian Qingya seemed to have turned back into a little girl, wantonly acting spoiled in Shen Lang's arms.
Shen Lang didn't know how to answer, and said slowly, "...Well... maybe you didn't pronounce the spell correctly before?"
"Husband, I have a feeling of unease in my heart, I still can't be sure if I'm dreaming!"
Tian Qingya hugged Shen Lang, feeling like she was in a half-asleep, half-awake state, feeling so unreal. She now knew that when you fall in love with someone, not to mention the unbearable loss, even a temporary separation felt so heavy, making life unbearable.
Shen Lang could only weakly comfort her, "Baby Qingya, baby sister, baby wife, you're not dreaming, it's real, your man is really back!"
"But... I feel this feeling is so unreal, no, husband, I want to be with you, I want to die in your arms!"
Tian Qingya wasn't surprised by her boldness. Only by becoming one with the man she loved could she be sure he was really back, and only then could she truly have a sense of security.
"Silly sister...you're already pregnant with our child!"
Shen Lang reminded her, somewhat amused.
"Then be careful, I don't care, I absolutely have to..."
Tian Qingya became somewhat "unreasonable."
Shen Lang knew he couldn't persuade her. In fact, Tian Qingya rarely went against his wishes, but once she made up her mind, there was no turning back. He could only say, "Alright then, if you feel unwell, tell me immediately."
"Mmm!"
Tian Qingya agreed, and took the initiative to kiss Shen Lang's lips. Her kiss was passionate and long, completely ignoring the fact that she couldn't breathe. She hugged her man tightly, afraid that he would disappear again.
On the moonlit bed, their two burning bodies intertwined. Boundless worry and longing slowly melted away in their embrace, replaced by a heart full of love.
"Ah—"
Tian Qingya let out a soft cry, realizing her nightgown had vanished. Shen Lang gently kissed her bare shoulders and alluring collarbone, his kisses traveling down to her full, snow-white breasts.
"Mmm—"
The long-lost feeling of softness returned, and Tian Qingya couldn't help but let out a high-pitched moan. She didn't care if others heard, or perhaps she didn't even consider that. She just wanted to release all her joy and excitement through that moan, to tell her man in her sweet voice how happy she was.
Shen Lang buried his face between his beloved wife's ample breasts, his two large hands moving simultaneously to occupy both breasts, freely exploring them. He indulged in his arrogance, for this was his exclusive territory.
"Husband, come in—"
Tian Qingya's trembling, seductive voice made an invitation that Shen Lang could not refuse.
"Ah—"
"Ugh—"
Endless panting…

Chapter 329 A Beautiful Wish
After some time, the panting subsided, and Tian Qingya's soft, alluring voice rang out: "Husband, quickly tell Qingya what you've been doing these past few days, making me so worried!"
Shen Lang chuckled, somewhat apologetically recounting his experiences over the past few days.
Tian Qingya grew increasingly alarmed as she listened, tears welling in her eyes halfway through. She nervously patted Shen Lang's body, her voice trembling as she asked, "Is everything alright now?"
Shen Lang chuckled, "Didn't I touch you all over just now? No parts are missing, right?"
Tian Qingya's heart fluttered, her face flushing red. "Just now... I was only focused on... doing that kind of thing, how would I know if any parts were missing?"
Shen Lang embraced Tian Qingya and kissed her passionately, saying, "As long as the most important part isn't lost, it's fine."
Tian Qingya hugged her lover tightly, and for the first time, she said unreasonably, "No..." "Okay, you can't lose anything without my permission! Also, from now on, without my permission, you're not allowed to do anything dangerous, you're not allowed to fight, you're not allowed to get hurt, you're not allowed to disappear without a trace... Of course, I'll never approve of that!"
Shen Lang felt Tian Qingya's deep love and boundless affection for him, and his heart was almost overwhelmed. He almost couldn't resist being intimate with her again, but since she was pregnant, he could only restrain himself and said, "Good sister, you've lost weight in the few days I haven't seen you. You must not be eating or sleeping well. Now that I'm back, you should get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow I'll give you..." "Make something nice to eat, to help you recover!"
Tian Qingya suddenly remembered something and said, "No, I can't sleep."
Shen Lang asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Tian Qingya said, "I need to go see that Sister Mu... She's probably a few years older than me. She made such a great sacrifice to save you. As your wife, I need to thank her. Besides, it's their first time visiting our home. As the lady of the house, how can I avoid seeing them?"
As she spoke, Tian Qingya struggled to get up, but Shen Lang grabbed her arm. "Good sister, it's not too late to see them tomorrow. It's already very late. They've been through so much trouble..." "They've been traveling, they must be tired too. Let them rest well, and see you tomorrow, okay?"
Tian Qingya thought for a moment and said, "That's fine, it's not good to disturb their rest. But husband, what are your plans for them?"
Shen Lang said, "I'm thinking of having them stay here for now, and then sending Qin'er to Chenyue's every day. She runs a small tutoring center, right? Chenyue can tutor Qin'er first, so she can adapt to her new life as soon as possible. After all, she's lived in the mountains for ten years, and she's missed out on so much. Chenyue is a professional teacher, I think she can handle this arduous task, hehe."
Tian Qingya After thinking for a moment, she said, "That's fine then. Sister Mu staying here will keep me company more often."
Shen Lang smiled and said, "That's a beautiful wish, but unfortunately… Sister Mu probably can't accompany you. She has her own ideas; she wants to go out and find work to support herself. I tried to persuade her, but it was no use. Otherwise, she would rather go back to the mountains."
Tian Qingya was both moved and touched, saying, "Sister Mu is truly a strong-willed woman; she's truly admirable. However, if she wants to go out and find work, I can help her. Although our Qingtian Company hasn't been actively conducting business lately, those big bosses and managers…" "I've gotten to know quite a few people, but I wonder what Sister Mu is good at?"
Shen Lang said, "Sister Mu used to be a graphic and architectural designer. I've seen the wooden houses and courtyards she designed; she's truly a master with a brilliant mind. I've had the idea of registering a real estate company for a long time, and now I finally have a suitable candidate. I just don't know if Sister Mu would be willing to help."
Previously, Tian Qingya had also heard Shen Lang's grand ideal of "I wish I had thousands of mansions to shelter all the poor and make them happy," and after thinking for a while, she said, "Leave this task to me. We're both women; it should be easy to talk to her. I'll talk to Sister Mu tomorrow..." My sister said that with her kind nature, she wouldn't refuse the ideal of "housing for all." "Husband," she said, "I don't know if our ideal is even possible, but I will fully support you."
Shen Lang replied, "I don't know if it's even possible either. Turning a real estate company into a semi-welfare institution is definitely a challenge, but since we've decided to do it, we must do it with all our might.
In my plan, the future Qingtian Company, Simei (cosmetics) Company, and the yet-to-be-established real estate company will form a massive conglomerate. The existence of Qingtian Company and Simei Company is to provide..." With strong financial backing, we will build houses at cost price or even below cost, so that exorbitant housing prices will no longer be a mirage, and people will no longer be burdened with decades of heavy debt for housing.
If the government doesn't cherish its people, I cannot fail to cherish my compatriots. Someone once said something I wholeheartedly agree with: "With great power comes great responsibility." My ambition, Shen Lang's ambition, is to ensure that everyone in the country has a home!
Tian Qingya was taken aback by Shen Lang's grand plan and impassioned speech, but she was mostly delighted. She was a kind person, but she had never thought so far ahead or so ambitiously.
Tian Qingya was a sensible woman. She knew that wishes were always beautiful, but the more beautiful they were, the harder they were to achieve, because there were too many obstacles and difficulties. She said with some worry, "Husband, I support your idea, but I'm worried that it might affect the interests of too many people. They definitely won't agree."
Shen Lang knew who these "too many people" were, but with the full support of the Xiantian Sect, he naturally didn't care. He said, "Good sister, don't worry about that. As the saying goes, those who follow the righteous path will find many helpers, while those who stray from it will find few. We're doing a good deed, so naturally we have nothing to fear. Alright, let's not talk about this now. Get some rest. Starting tomorrow, you need to work hard to recover your health, otherwise I'll feel sorry for you."
Tian Qingya smiled sweetly, closed her eyes peacefully, and lay in her lover's broad embrace, gradually drifting off to sleep.
Seeing the smile on Tian Qingya's lips, Shen Lang felt a surge of affection. He gently kissed her lips and thought to himself, "Don't worry, dear sister, I will never let you worry again. I, Shen Lang, am an orphan. It is my fortune and blessing to have met you, my soulmates, in this life. You are not only my lovers, but also my family. For you, I will do my best to protect myself. As long as I have a breath left, I will never let you suffer any more grievances or dangers, and I will give you peace and happiness. I know what I am doing, and I don't know if what I am doing will succeed, but as long as I have tried my best, I will not regret it..."
The next day, the two gentle women finally met. Just as Shen Lang had expected, the two women hit it off immediately and quickly became good sisters.
Shen Lang then went to Xi Chenyue's place. Before taking Xie Qin'er there, he needed to make sure it was convenient for Xi Chenyue. He had to ask her first. Although Xie Qin'er was very intelligent, teaching her was not an easy task, as she was far out of touch with society.
Xi Chenyue doesn't seem to be home!
However, the layout of the living room hasn't been changed yet; it still looks like a small classroom. Shen Lang felt relieved. Fortunately, Xi Chenyue didn't listen to him and close the training class to help out at Simei Company. Otherwise, he would have had to go through a lot of trouble to persuade her to come back.
Where did she go? Luo Luo and Xi Yan weren't there either. Shen Lang had originally wanted to call and ask, but he held back. It would be good to give them a surprise; they hadn't seen each other for several days, and absence makes the heart grow fonder, so it would be a small surprise.
Shen Lang lay on the sofa in the living room, turning on the TV to kill time. Not long after, a soft sound came from the doorway. Shen Lang's heart skipped a beat. Had Xi Chenyue returned?
With the idea of surprising Xi Chenyue, Shen Lang turned off the TV and entered stealth mode, planning to launch a surprise attack on her. Anyway, stealth was no longer difficult for Shen Lang; after advancing to the Innate Realm, stealth had almost no time limit.
"Hmm? What's going on? Am I seeing things?"
Shen Lang didn't see Xi Chenyue, but he saw He Xinglian, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.
He Xinglian? Why was she here?
Even if Shen Lang racked his brains, he couldn't figure it out, so he didn't plan to show himself immediately. He would see what she was up to first.
At this moment, He Xinglian was dressed in a well-tailored light blue O1 suit, the hem of which didn't reach her knees, revealing her fair and smooth calves. Her hair was piled up behind her head, held in place by a simple wooden hairpin, making her look clean and
neat. Shen Lang's heart skipped a beat; he was quite fond of this style. An uncontrollable wicked thought welled up within him: he'd take a look first, playing a game of peeping wouldn't be bad. Shen Lang looked at He Xinglian, growing more and more enamored with her. After not seeing her for several days, upon closer inspection, he noticed a new, indescribable feeling about her. Shen Lang couldn't quite put his finger on it, only feeling that her legendary "aura" was even stronger, faintly exuding a "queen" aura. Perhaps it was the natural change in her demeanor after becoming the general manager of a large company; a leader naturally needs a certain authority.
However, Shen Lang quickly noticed that He Xinglian looked extremely tired. Her eyes were slightly dark, her hair seemed a little disheveled, and a few strands of hair hung loosely from her forehead, giving her a languid and alluring air.
Shen Lang was puzzled. It was only eight in the morning, so why was she acting like this? Had she not slept all night?
He Xinglian entered the villa, let out a heavy sigh, casually placed her bag on the living room table, then pulled the wooden hairpin from her hair, letting her long, black hair cascade down. She then swayed her sexy, pert hips and leisurely went upstairs, looking as if she knew her way around as if she were in her own home.
Shen Lang didn't believe He Xinglian had entered without authorization; his curiosity stemmed from the fact that He Xinglian and Xi Chenyue rarely interacted. However, Shen Lang quickly considered a possibility: had Xi Chenyue really gone to help at Simei Company? Otherwise, how could He Xinglian be here? The more
curious Shen Lang became, the more he followed He Xinglian upstairs to see what she was up to.

Chapter 330 Absolutely Shameless
Could it be… He Xinglian was going to take a shower?
Watching He Xinglian enter the bathroom, not even closing the door, and begin to "undress," Shen Lang
broke out in a cold sweat. He wondered whether he should continue to "follow" her. Logically speaking, He Xinglian is his woman, so what's wrong with watching her take a bath? But then again, she's already so tired, what if he couldn't resist... wouldn't that make her even more tired?
Sigh, so conflicted!
At this moment, Shen Lang sadly realized that his lower body was shamefully reacting.
Damn it, whatever, beautiful women are meant to be admired, right? What's the point of being so beautiful if you can't appreciate them? And my Xinglian sister, I guess I'll only ever be her audience. To avoid an awkward silence, I'll just secretly "admire" her, as long as I can resist showing myself.
So, this shameless guy, remaining invisible, boldly entered the bathroom.
Shen Lang entered the bathroom and saw that He Xinglian had already taken off her top, revealing a crystal blue bra. Her breasts were incredibly full and large, almost bursting out of the small bra.
Shen Lang couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Beautiful women, like the economy, need to be stimulated, right? I remember when I tackled her, they weren't this big, were they?"
Soon, He Xinglian's short skirt slipped down, revealing a tight panty the same color as her bra. A few playful tufts of hair peeked out from the gaps, and the outline of her breasts was even visible below… Shen Lang suddenly felt an urge to have a nosebleed and hurriedly took a deep breath.
Unexpectedly, he inhaled too forcefully and made a sound. By the time Shen Lang tried to muffle the sound, it was too late, as He Xinglian had already heard him.
"Who?"
He Xinglian was quite startled. She hurriedly covered herself with her clothes, crouching down to minimize her exposed area, and then cautiously looked around, hoping to find some clues.
But after looking for a while, she didn't hear or see anything again. He Xinglian finally relaxed and muttered to herself, "Am I hallucinating? Maybe. Sigh, I haven't slept well for two days!"
Shen Lang was puzzled. Two days without sleep? How come you're so busy? Shen Lang naturally couldn't figure out the reason, but he couldn't help feeling sorry for
her. Looking at He Xinglian's somewhat haggard appearance, he almost could n't resist embracing her and showering her with pity. "Baby, I'm sorry. Now that I'm back, I definitely can't let you work so hard anymore."
Shen Lang silently apologized while secretly making a resolution. Looking at He Xinglian's pretty figure, the tenderness in his heart overflowed.
He Xinglian stood up, shook her head and smiled bitterly, and continued to remove her clothes. Soon, her blue and white striped bra floated down, and a pair of full breasts were finally presented before Shen Lang's eyes.
Shen Lang felt an urge to roll his eyes. Good heavens, this... it's simply... how can they be so big? When the bra was binding her earlier, she felt that it was much larger than before. Now that the restraint was removed, those two magnificent mounds looked even more exaggerated. Those beautiful breasts, at least 36D, fiercely stimulated Shen Lang's eyes.
If Shen Lang didn't know He Xinglian's character and knew she had no "opportunity to commit the crime," he would have suspected she'd had breast augmentation surgery. Very few Chinese women have such magnificent and beautiful breasts. Even more remarkable is that hers don't appear "large and useless" at all; the shape is almost perfect, firm and perky, without the slightest sagging. The two rosy nipples at the highest point stand out proudly, slightly upturned, radiating boundless spring-like allure.
Shen Lang, that scoundrel, is getting a good deal and then acting innocent. Such magnificence is putting a lot of pressure on my hands; it's hard to "grasp" it with one hand!
Hehe, in the end, it's all thanks to my "business acumen"!
Shen Lang continued to admire his woman. In his eyes, He Xinglian's figure was undeniably hot and perfect. It was perfectly proportioned, with everything in the right places – large where it should be, small where it should be, slender where it should be, long where it should be, and curves where they should be…
Especially her high, pert buttocks and slender waist, which created a stunning, even exaggerated, curve at the transition point, almost appearing concave. Under her panties, He Xinglian's pert buttocks resembled the rising sun shrouded in thick clouds, striving to burst forth. What particularly pleased Shen Lang was that her beauty wasn't just about size, but a radiant, pert shape.
Further down were her captivatingly long legs. Her entire body was approximately 172cm, but her legs were at least 112cm long – proportionally, she was the epitome of perfection.
Shen Lang had seen a picture and text online that described so-called "perfect" legs. These legs not only had to be long and thick, but also had five points of contact and four gaps to create the best curve effect. Only legs with such longness could be considered perfect. Otherwise, if they were just long or thin, they would be like sorghum, absolutely not beautiful.
He Xinglian's legs occasionally came together, and Shen Lang observed her closely. They truly resembled the description in the article; her figure was perfectly proportioned, neither too thin nor too plump—simply stunning, making Shen Lang utterly enamored.
What pleased Shen Lang most was He Xinglian's skin. No wonder she owned a beauty salon; even after two sleepless nights, her flawless skin remained impeccable. It was fair, delicate, and rosy, like snow, so tender it seemed one could squeeze water from it. Among all his women, before he "transformed" them, few could match He Xinglian's skin; perhaps only Yi Xueman and Zhao Siyan possessed it. However, the others weren't necessarily inferior, only in comparison.
Yi Xueman, a major star and national idol, naturally spared no effort or expense in skincare, so her good skin was to be expected. Zhao Siyan, on the other hand, was purely natural, without any artifice, and with Shen Lang's considerable knowledge of makeup and skincare, her near-perfect skin was unsurprising. As for He Xinglian, she owned a beauty salon and was very "generous" with herself, so her skin was naturally quite good.
In fact, Shen Lang understood that good skincare was one aspect, but natural beauty was another. It's like taking a photograph; if the "subject" isn't good, then you can only use post-production editing. However, discerning people can easily distinguish between a natural beauty and a photoshopped beauty. ...
The next moment, He Xinglian finally tore off her only "clothes of modesty." She bent over, one hand supporting herself against the wall, the other tearing at her panties. Instantly, that most mysterious area was exposed before Shen Lang's eyes.
"Ugh..."
He felt like spitting blood again!
But this time, Shen Lang finally remembered to mute it, his eyes fixed on He Xinglian's private parts without blinking. This opportunity to peep at the most beautiful scenery in the world didn't come every day. Besides, the highest level of voyeurism is voyeurizing your own woman!
Shen Lang felt as if he had discovered a treasure, his whole body pounding with excitement. His lower body was restless and clamoring, as if saying, "Boss, get her! Get her quickly! I want to have a close-up romance with her little sister..."
Looking at his shameless and brazen "little brother," Shen Lang was furious and slapped it hard, scolding, "You little pervert, what do you know? I haven't had enough yet... Oh, not 'look,' 'appreciate.' This is art, understand?"
He Xinglian pulled off her panties and stood in front of the large mirror on the bathroom wall, performing a few simple bending and leg kicks to relax her body and mind. Although simple, they were high-difficulty movements, something like the legendary yoga. He Xinglian's waist was incredibly flexible; when she lowered her head, it could almost pass between her legs, and when she raised her legs, they formed a straight line. Shen Lang was speechless; with that figure, she could be a full-fledged acrobat!
The actions themselves weren't inherently problematic; what made Shen Lang's heart pound was that He Xinglian's actions were undoubtedly offering her private parts "selflessly" for him to see... no, to admire!
Shen Lang now knew what it meant to be caught in a bind, burning with desire. He had no time to reprimand his restless, wicked self, and finally, unable to restrain himself, he shamelessly reached out and, from a distance, made various lewd gestures in front of He Xinglian's private parts.
Shen Lang then shamelessly uttered a famous saying: "The highest level of taking advantage is taking advantage of your own woman!"
He Xinglian, of course, was oblivious to his burning gaze and shameless actions, continuing to concentrate on various difficult relaxation poses. Her infinitely beautiful breasts trembled gently with her movements, and that mysterious area occasionally shed its veil of mystery, revealing the stunning scenery within... Good
heavens, this is deadly! Shen Lang's breath almost stopped, his heart pounding in his chest. His shamelessness escalated once more, releasing the restless little prisoner below…
“Damn it!”
Shen Lang couldn't help but curse. He noticed the little prisoner wasn't erect for the first time; after a shudder, it actually blurted out the answer, confessing without hesitation.
Damn it!
To Shen Lang's astonishment, the answer had hit He Xinglian squarely, causing her "disgrace." Shen Lang was speechless. Could it be?
He Xinglian, her vital parts attacked, shuddered violently, bouncing up like a spring, almost falling. Reflexively, she looked around, and only after confirming there was nothing suspicious did she cautiously examine her own area, discovering a cluster of unidentified flying objects.
“What are these?”
He Xinglian was filled with trepidation.
She gently scraped some off with her finger, examined it closely, but couldn't discern anything. She then brought it to her nose and smelled it, noticing a faint, indescribable scent—not overpowering, but not unpleasant, and vaguely familiar.
Had she smelled it somewhere before? He Xinglian couldn't immediately place it, but she didn't think it had fallen from her own body, otherwise she wouldn't have been completely unaware. As if
possessed, the clueless He Xinglian put the finger in her mouth and licked it with her tongue…
"My god!"
Shen Lang felt like he was about to faint. "Wife, how could you do this? How can I, Old Shen, bear this?"
Suddenly, He Xinglian's expression froze, then turned ugly. She pulled the finger out of her mouth, as if realizing something, her face filled with terror, staring wide-eyed at the thing on her finger.
"Ah—"
He Xinglian finally realized what she had done, or rather, what had happened.
He Xinglian's face showed terror as she looked around frantically, but there was no one there. The entire house was silent, and she knew it was highly unlikely that anyone could enter.
Not human…then…could it be an evil spirit…uh, no, a lewd ghost…Oh my god…
The next moment, He Xinglian's teeth chattered, her whole body trembled, her face turning pale then red. Embarrassment was secondary; overwhelmed with shock and fear, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted, her body about to collapse.
"Uh—"
Shen Lang sighed speechlessly. He hadn't expected such a result; this joke had gone too far!
(The End)

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