Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Upon seeing Sun Zhe, Yuening was stunned; all her fatigue vanished, and she was instantly wide awake.

Early this morning, Leng Yueshuang had called her up, insisting that she come along to meet her future brother-in-law.

She was initially curious about this mysterious brother-in-law, so she decided to come and see.

But now all curiosity was gone, leaving only panic, and she wanted nothing more than to run away.

The pleasant memories she had deliberately locked away now surged in her mind like massive waves.

On the bed, on the balcony, in the bathroom... every scene seemed vividly clear.

”Uh... sorry to interrupt you two, goodbye!”

As Yuening was lost in thought, Sun Zhe bolted out of sight faster than a rabbit, leaving behind only fading images in the courtyard.

Back at the original spot.

Leng Yueshuang watched Sun Zhe’s fleeing back and suddenly sighed with a hand on her forehead.

Then, her cheeks went bright red as she looked at Yuening, wearing a smile more awkward than crying, raising her hand hesitantly.

For the first time, Yuening saw Leng Yueshuang blush shyly, finding it amusing. She rolled her eyes and said, ”I didn’t hear anything just now, really didn’t hear anything.”

Leng Yueshuang’s face darkened instantly, ”Stop pretending.”

Yuening wore a bitter expression, ”Sis, I really didn’t hear anything!”

In front of Leng Yueshuang, she seemed to no longer be the cold and noble female CEO.

”Just now, I only heard words like ’shame’ and ’spewing bubbles’... but I don’t understand them. What do they mean? Can you translate it for me?”

Leng Yueshuang’s temple throbbed with veins, unable to endure any longer, and she waved a pink fist, ready to hit.

”Ah, sis, I’m sorry!”

Yuening was so frightened she ran away.

...

On the other side.

Sun Zhe activated Witch’s Step to its utmost, escaping the scene of major social death at his fastest speed, and returned to his room to put on clothes.

After a long while, he mustered the courage to go downstairs, heading towards the two women sitting on the sofa.

”Um...”

He approached them, awkwardly lowered his head unsure of what to say.

Suddenly, he chuckled, ”Maybe I was sleepwalking earlier, hope you don’t mind... hehe...”

Leng Yueshuang, blushing deeply, said to Sun Zhe: ”Let me introduce you, this is my cousin, Leng Yuening.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe glanced at Leng Yuening, and his expression became somewhat complicated.

At this time, Leng Yuening also looked at Sun Zhe, and for some reason, her pretty face flushed.

But both of them tacitly pretended not to know each other.

Leng Yueshuang thought Leng Yuening was blushing because of the recent incident, and didn’t think much of it. She said to her, ”Yuening, let me introduce you, this is Sun Zhe, the boyfriend I’ve told you about.”

”Um... brother-in-law.”

Yuening nodded lightly, awkwardly addressing him as ”brother-in-law.”

She truly didn’t want to stay here any longer.

First, because facing Sun Zhe was embarrassing, as it always brought back memories of that absurd night.

Second, she didn’t want to be a third wheel. The couple had been apart for a while, and their reunion surely had many things to catch up on.

So she stood up and said, ”Sis, brother-in-law, you two chat first. I happen to have a friend living in Jingtian Forest Garden. I’ll go visit her.”

Leng Yueshuang asked, ”You mean Qi Xue?”

”Yes.”

”Then go ahead.”

Next to them, Sun Zhe’s gaze flickered as he looked at the two sisters, surprised to find that they knew Qi Xue.

Yuening left as if granted a pardon, and not until she reached the villa’s gate did she breathe a long sigh of relief, patting her chest.

”How can it be him?”

”Wasn’t he doing that at the night club... could I really have mistaken?”

”Makes sense, living in Jingtian Forest Garden’s Villa No. 3, being my sister’s boyfriend, how could such a person be doing that at a night club?”

”Not to mention that he doesn’t fit the bill.”

Muttering to herself, she took out her phone and dialed a number.

After a short time.

The call connected.

”Xue’er, are you at home?”

The phone conveyed Qi Xue’s faint, weak voice, ”I am.”

”I have some matters in Jingtian Forest Garden, thought to visit you.”

”Alright. Come over then.”

”...”

...

Villa No. 3.

In the living room.

After Leng Yuening left, Sun Zhe abruptly hugged Leng Yueshuang, immediately accusing her.

”I mean, Shuang’er, why didn’t you tell me your sister would be coming? You know I just experienced a major social death!”

Leng Yueshuang held back her laughter, letting him hold and touch, ”I already told you over the phone I wanted to introduce my sister to you. You came out in your boxers and talked nonsense to me, how can you blame me now?”

Sun Zhe blushed, ”I thought you meant that sister, how was I to know you meant this sister.”

”And I really didn’t notice anyone else in the car at the time.”

Leng Yueshuang rolled her eyes, ”Blame me, huh?”

”All your fault.”

”Clearly, it was your own intention to be indecent.”

Sun Zhe shook his head, ”Oh well, let’s forget it. By the way, since when did you have a cousin?”

Leng Yueshuang replied, ”The moment my aunt gave birth to her.”

Sun Zhe felt her answer was utterly unhelpful, saying, ”Then why didn’t you say sooner?”

”You never asked.”

Sun Zhe: ”...”

Leng Yueshuang pinched his cheek, coquettishly said, ”Alright, anyway, you’re thick-skinned enough, social death is no biggie, don’t dwell on it.”

Sun Zhe suddenly grinned mischievously, ”Then later, I’ll ’shoot’ you dead too.”

Leng Yueshuang blushed, ”Cut it out.”

Sun Zhe’s hand mischievously wandered to her slender waist, finger seeking the button of her tight jeans.

”Don’t...”

Leng Yueshuang twisted her graceful body, playfully slapping his hand on the back.

Sun Zhe asked, ”By the way, do you know Qi Xue?”

”Yes, from kindergarten to high school, have always been acquainted, pretty good relationship.”

Sun Zhe’s expression turned odd, wanting to say something about Qi Xue but ultimately opting for silence.

Meanwhile, his nimble fingers had already undone the button of Leng Yueshuang’s tight jeans, revealing a layer of white lace.

Leng Yueshuang suddenly leaned in to bite his lip gently, exhaling a fragrant scent, ”Mm... want it.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe didn’t hesitate, lifting her horizontally from the sofa and marching towards the stairs.

”By the way, why did you suddenly return to Kyoto?”

Leng Yueshuang paused briefly, saying, ”To get married.”

Hearing this, Sun Zhe’s gaze tightened, ”With whom?”

Leng Yueshuang gazed up at him, ”My fiancé, mentioned to you in Yang City.”

Sun Zhe’s lips curled into a faint smile, his eyes resolute, ”You’re mine; no one else will marry you.”

Leng Yueshuang: ”That’s precisely why I came to you today, to ask if you have the courage.”

Sun Zhe inquired, ”Who is he?”

Leng Yueshuang straightforwardly said, ”Yuan Jinghua, son of Hua Country Emperor, the Crown Prince.”

Sun Zhe chuckled lightly, ”Even if it’s the King of Heaven, it’s a no.”

Leng Yueshuang wrapped her arms around his neck, ”Before that, could you promise me one thing?”

Sun Zhe lowered his gaze to meet hers, ”What is it?”

Leng Yueshuang’s pretty face reddened, her eyes flickering, her voice barely audible, ”Shoot me dead.”

”...”