Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

The men gulped and instinctively looked Xiao Bailu up and down.

They felt a bit sorry for her and desperately urged her to leave.

They hadn’t noticed that the man behind Xiao Bailu had already turned frighteningly grim, carrying a barely contained aura that threatened to freeze the entire courtyard.

Upon hearing them, Xiao Bailu sneered, casually flicking her long curls over her shoulder: ”Why should I leave? This is my home.”

”Your, your, your home?”

The seven burly fellows were dumbfounded.

Such a goddess-like girl, and she used to live in the countryside like them?

Xiao Bailu: ”Stop wasting your breath and move aside.”

She stepped forward a few strides and ripped off the seal on the front door with a swift ”rrrip.”

The seven burly fellows: ”...”

Whoa, this stunner isn’t just attractive, she’s a spitfire with her actions too.

Satisfying!

They had been sneaking out through the window to practice the Eight Pieces of Brocade in the yard these past few days, no one daring to touch the door.

After Xiao Bailu opened the main door, she surveyed the room.

The coachmen, though rugged, were quite well-mannered. They crammed into the guest room and kitchen, sleeping on the floor, without touching her master bedroom or living room.

She placed her luggage in the master bedroom.

She turned and beckoned to Huo Tingzun with her finger: ”You lie here.”

Huo Tingzun’s gloomy face finally brightened a bit.

This room was clearly a girl’s boudoir; it must have been where she used to live.

The woman was decent enough to let him stay here.

After settling Huo Tingzun, Xiao Bailu wasn’t idle. She breezed into the courtyard to question the coachmen: ”Come on, tell me, how was your nightmare illness cured?”

This was a topic the coachmen loved.

Each one eagerly sharing stories, some telling about the herbal concoctions they drank daily, some condemning Expert Xu for his harm, some eager to demonstrate how to practice the authentic Eight Pieces of Brocade...

Xiao Bailu was instantly surrounded by the seven men, each talking over the other, leaving her with a headache.

”Get to the point!”

The female lawyer’s decisiveness played its part at this moment.

The seven burly fellows looked at each other in dismay.

And then, in unison, they exclaimed, ”The main point is, without Miss Qingxin, we’d be dead meat!”

”Miss Qingxin?” Xiao Bailu looked next door in confusion.

Master Tu’s apprentice?

Remembering how Lan Qingxin once saved Little Pearl, Xiao Bailu knew she had decent medical skills.

But treating nightmare illnesses?

Could Miss Qingxin really be that formidable?

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When Master Tuantuan returned from the hot spring pool.

Ignoring everything else, he first cooked for Qin Xin.

Without him cooking, she’d have nothing but instant noodles to eat, she’d starve to death.

Speeding through, he made a pot of fish soup and served it to her first.

Then went about preparing her favorite hollow scallion pancakes.

Halfway through, he heard voices outside the courtyard gate.

Since when did this secluded little courtyard get visitors?

It was just the seven rugged fellows from next door today, but they were always well-behaved, usually not daring to knock.

A few seconds later, the courtyard livened up.

Distinctive female exchanges filled the air.

”Miss Qingxin, you’re getting prettier; I barely recognized you.”

”Miss Lu Lu, you’re the one who’s gotten slimmer and more beautiful. Makes me want to become a man.”

”Hahaha, can we stop with our mutual compliments?”

”Um, I’m telling the truth.”

”So am I.”

Master Tuantuan: ”...”

The way women talked when they met, he genuinely couldn’t understand.

Can’t they just get straight to the point?

Just as one side of the hollow scallion pancake was perfectly browned.

He suddenly heard a somewhat familiar male voice: ”Hello, I am...”

Then it was cut off by Xiao Bailu’s hearty laugh: ”Ahahaha, he’s my distant cousin, just call him Big Cousin. His name’s not important.”