CHAPTER 303: CHAPTER 239

The red-light district near the forbidden zone is a chaotic scene.

Women in revealing clothes stand at the street corners, waving their smooth arms to catch attention, speaking explicitly to entice every passerby, targeting both men and women.

Further inside, lies the storefronts that are the heart of the red-light district, where the rules are strictest, expenses highest, and the girls breathtakingly beautiful.

Today, the shopkeeper acquired new goods, rumored to be a virgin, cleaned up and put on stage, currently being auctioned.

Someone in the crowd noticed the girl’s youthful appearance, her eyes, once drugged, mesmerizingly enchanting, with a seemingly innocent look, yet deeply seductive.

Many men raised hands to bid.

The shopkeeper swayed out with a snake-like waist, smiling broadly at them, "The owner said this one is definitely wild, best enjoyed by three to five people together, and if pleased, the owner will even subsidize you!"

At the first sentence, people whistled immediately, confused by the latter remark.

"Shop Mother, what does it mean to subsidize? Is there something wrong with this woman? You better not trick us!"

"Exactly, she may look good, but if she’s sick, who’d dare touch her? We highly value our lives!"

The people here are ruthless individuals from the forbidden zone, and their remark about valuing life sparked raucous laughter.

The shopkeeper exclaimed, "How could that happen! They’ve all been tested, would I dare put a sick one on stage? That would be ruining my own reputation!"

The shop’s business is above board; who’d be foolish enough to damage their own reputation like that.

After the confirmation, more people ramped up the bids, and soon someone bought the goods. The shopkeeper’s eyes squinted with laughter as they messaged the owner after seeing the person taken away.

"Lord Jun, the task you arranged has been completed, I’ll send the video to you shortly."

A man’s voice replied leisurely, "Hmm."

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The news of Rong Zhi waking quickly reached the ears of the Ying Family. Upon seeing her, Fu Xixiao was choked with emotion, and after calming down, he repeatedly apologized while holding her hand.

Ying Zhao Yuan glanced at the needle mark on her hand, his distaste for Fu Shan An deepened.

Ying Yunlin sat beside the bed, gently rubbed her head and chuckled, "Rest well these days. I’ll go train with the team; head over when you’re better, no need to rush."

With Rong Zhi performing surgery and providing rehabilitation, his internal injuries significantly improved.

Rong Zhi nodded.

Fu Xixiao and others stayed in the room for a while before leaving.

As evening approached, the sunset shied away into the clouds, slowly descending as nightfall began.

The windows cast dappled reflections on the ground, everything was tranquil and leisurely.

Bai Su leaned down towards Rong Zhi, their lips just a finger’s width apart.

Rong Zhi’s fingers paused, "What’s wrong?"

The smooth lips in front of her edged closer.

Rong Zhi squinted, gently pulling back only to have Bai Su hold her head in place.

"Hmm?"

What did he want?

Bai Su gazed intensely at a particular sparkling spot, "Darling, let’s discuss, since I can’t have meat now, can I get some perks?"

Rong Zhi: "...?"

She furrowed her brow puzzled, when the man suddenly pecked her cheek with lightning speed.

"..."

Finally, he playfully smacked his lips.

"..."

So cheeky.

Rong Zhi swiftly kicked—

Bai Su leaned back calmly, staying at a safe distance.

His thumb teasingly caressed his lower lip with a hint of seduction.

Rong Zhi’s face darkened slightly, she gripped the blanket and took a slow breath.

Stay calm, don’t argue with a dog.

And beneath the cascading strands of hair, her ear tips blushed a rare shade of pale pink.

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Balcony of the room.

Jiang Gujun methodically reported the work, finally asking softly, "Should the woman’s video be sent to the Fu Family?"

He handed over a USB drive.

"The Fu Family’s business is in A State, and that’s Qianji Pavilion’s territory. It would be challenging to uproot the Fu Family there."

But if Fu Shan An returned looking like that, the Fu Family would inevitably question the Ying Family, which could expose the things they secretly did.

Jiang Gujun furrowed his brows, "Negotiate with Qianji Pavilion? They’ve suggested meeting multiple times, possibly needing assistance. Why not take this chance to negotiate terms?"

After presenting his proposal, he stood quietly aside, awaiting instructions from the person before him.

Bai Su took out a box of cigarettes, drew one out, clicked the lighter to light it, and placed it on his lips, taking a deep puff. The fire glowed brightly as he slowly exhaled a ring of smoke.

In the misty haze, his expression felt both real and illusory, ethereal and elusive.

After a long pause, when he finished one and started on the second cigarette, he spoke nonchalantly, "Hmm."

Jiang Gujun: "Then I’ll arrange with Qianji Pavilion; when should the meeting be?"

Bai Su leaned lazily on the railing, his voice indifferent, "Upon return."

Jiang Gujun hmm’d.

Before leaving, he glanced back at the shadow lengthened by the moonlight inside the balcony, appearing refined yet solitary under the starlit sky.

He stroked his chin, earnestly suggesting, "Mr. Su, I’ve heard smoking affects future generations. Perhaps consider quitting?"

Just as he finished speaking, a lighter flew towards him.

He quickly reached out to catch it, avoiding the pain of the lighter hitting his face.

Bai Su glanced at him sideways, "I need a brain to practice lately, wanna try?"

Jiang Gujun: "..."

Forgot you’re studying medicine now, farewell, goodbye!

In the next few days, Jiang Gujun was nowhere to be seen. Rong Zhi’s menstrual period was nearing its end; her intermittent fever finally subsided.

In the early morning, she propped up her chin, her face weary, eyes landing on the busy figure in the kitchen.

A man in a blue casual outfit wore a cartoon apron with Pikachu on it, kneading dough on the board, alternating between heavy and light pressure until the dough was smooth, placing it in a basin to ferment.

Under warm yellow lighting, his features were sharp, like a craftsman’s meticulously sculpted creation, handsome and dignified.

The scene was particularly warm and visually pleasing.

Rong Zhi covered her mouth, yawning as Bai Su stored the dough in the refrigerator and turned around to gaze into her fox-like eyes clouded with mist, reflecting only his image.

Clear and bright, only room for him.

Bai Su’s gaze deepened, his throat subtly moving, quietly circling behind her, raising his hand to touch her tender white face.

Rong Zhi immediately snapped back, confusedly asking, "What did you smear?"

A bit chilly, she stroked her face, finding some flour.

She expressionlessly raised an eyebrow, "Childish."

Bai Su grinned softly, applying flour to her left cheek, making both sides symmetrical, Rong Zhi’s cheeks resembling a little tabby cat.

"Darling, say ’brother’ once?"

She’d never called any Ying Family member ’brother,’ always using their names.

Rong Zhi silently stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly broke free from his embrace, calmly settling down at the bar opposite, her cold, jade-like fingertips twirling a strawberry towards his lips, softly speaking, "Why isn’t it you calling me?"

Her eyes flashed with a teasing smile, a fully entertained expression.

Bai Su squinted slightly, leaned closer, focused on her gaze, and bit down on the strawberry.