Pei Lin was displeased upon hearing Yun Ling's words. He had sincerely offered to take her to see the mountains and rivers, but she had refused without even thinking about it and without any mercy. Given their current relationship, this was not right.

"You wouldn't be able to see it yourself. You need someone to point it out and use your own imagination to see it. With your blockhead, how could you possibly see it?"

"You're the blockhead, your whole family are blockheads."

Pei Lin couldn't help but grab Yun Ling's little tuft of hair, and said with dissatisfaction:

"All you can say is things like dragging my whole family into this, you can't say anything else. I don't care, I'm definitely going with you next time."

"No, I don't want to go with you."

"Say it again, say it again."

"I'm not going with you, keep bragging."

"..."

Yunling and Pei Lin's argument wasn't loud; only those sitting nearby could hear it. Lu Yinghuai and Uncle Cao, standing on the opposite bank of the bridge, naturally couldn't hear it. They only saw Pei Lin sometimes pulling Yunling's hair and sometimes tugging at her sleeve, and the two looked quite intimate.

Uncle Cao glanced at Lu Yinghuai, feeling sorry for his young master. He had finally returned from a business trip, and knowing that the young mistress was busy with her fashion show and would likely stay overnight at the shop, he thought of inviting her to dine at a restaurant together.

When they arrived at the shop, the young lady inside said that the second young lady and a young man had gone to the night market. The young master also rushed over and saw that the Pei family's son was tugging at the second young lady's sleeve and asking her all sorts of questions, just like lovers in the throes of passion. This made the young master feel annoyed.

“Huai’er, why don’t we go up and join them in eating and having fun? That way, Xiao Er Niang won’t be focusing all her attention on Lin’er.”

"No need, that would put her in a difficult position."

Uncle Cao now felt that Lu Yinghuai was too single-minded when it came to matters of the heart. He believed that one should take the initiative when pursuing someone they liked; waiting would only push the person they loved into someone else's arms.

Everyone in business knows the importance of seizing the moment, so why the hesitation in this matter? Uncle Cao almost wanted to slap his thigh and push the man out.

“Huai-ge’er, aren’t you afraid that Lin-ge’er will snatch Xiao Er Niang away? Lin-ge’er may have a sharp tongue, but he’s got guts. He’s so young… Or is it that you don’t really like Xiao Er Niang that much?”

"I'm not afraid."

Despite hearing the word "simple," Uncle Cao sensed a hint of panic within it.

Lu Yinghuai was naturally in a bad mood. He had used up all his strength just by saying those two words, and his hands were trembling violently. Wasn't he afraid?

At first, he thought that he and the person she liked were a good match, and he felt that he had the ability to win Yunling's heart. He even thought that Yunling liked him.

But seeing her with Pei Lin today made him uncertain.

They had never been so relaxed together, nor had they ever joked around like this. Whenever she saw him, she was always polite and distant, and even more so, she didn't want to see him.

He didn't like her that much?

Bullshit! He likes her, he's practically insanely in love with her!

But she...

**

As night deepened, after saying goodbye to Pei Lin at the shop entrance, Yun Ling stretched, opened the door to enter the shop, and was about to close the door when a figure darted out and pulled her into an embrace before she could react.

“Lingniang.”

The figure was very energetic, and with the smell of alcohol on him, plus that cry of "Lingniang," Yunling was momentarily disoriented. She couldn't stand up and let the force carry her to the wall.

The wall was hard, and the impact of gravity prevented Yunling from being injured because her hand protected the back of her head. However, Lu Yinghuai was not spared.

The pain from his knuckles made Lu Yinghuai groan in pain, but he remembered that he was now a drunkard and could hold Yunling in his arms. The minor injury was nothing to worry about. Even if a knife cut off his hand, he would be happy to accept it.

"You...Young Master, are you drunk?"

Yunling took a deep breath of the alcohol smell that filled the air. It smelled like fruit, unlike the strong yellow wine and rice wine. Could it be that she was not able to drink alcohol?

"Lingniang, I miss you."

Yunling was immediately stunned, and for a moment she forgot to breathe.

The night was dark and the surroundings were silent, except for the aroma of wine that filled the air and the words "I miss you".

Is he saying that he...misses...her?

When Yunling came to her senses, her heart was pounding wildly, like a little deer was trapped inside her. No matter how hard she tried to suppress it, it was no use. This feeling was terrible.

How could Lu Yinghuai not be nervous?

He was so nervous. He had never tried to pretend to be drunk and hug someone like that before. He had never dared to be so bold as to express his love without regard for etiquette.

Moreover, seeing that Yunling hadn't responded for a long time, he was afraid that she would be disgusted by it and ignore him again, so he thought of continuing to shout so that he could hug her and satisfy his most filthy thoughts.

“Lingniang.”

“Lingniang.”

“Lingniang.”

Yunling steadied herself and listened to the man's seemingly lewd moans. She didn't think he was drunk; rather, it sounded like the kind of people in storybooks who had been drugged, had feverish bodies, and kept pestering each other for an antidote.

Could this Lu Yinghuai be a traditional Chinese medicine?

Thinking this, Yunling reached behind her to find the man's hand to take her pulse and see if she had been given the medicine. But the man's hands were well hidden; one was on the back of her head, and the other on her waist.

If she made any big movements and got entangled with this drunken man, it would seem too ambiguous, so she had to find another way.

Yunling touched his neck and found it was a little hot. She then used her fingertips to check his breath, which was also a little hot. Something seemed wrong.

It is said that if someone is drugged, they need to find someone to administer an antidote, or perform acupuncture, or soak them in ice water to reduce the fever. There are quite a few methods, but unfortunately, all the people here are young women, and they do not have any medical needles with them, so they really cannot take him in. Hopefully, the brothel owner is not out tonight and can help him.

"Lingniang, Lingniang."

"Young master, please be patient. Just bear with it a little longer. I will take you to the shop owner to remove the medicine from your body."

Lu Yinghuai was quite taken aback. Did she think he had been drugged?

I touched his neck and checked his breathing just now to confirm if he had taken Chinese medicine?

That's really unfair. He probably felt hot because of the hot weather, the fact that it was the first time he had ever done something like this, and the fact that he was hugging the person he liked.

This little guy really does have the potential to be a quack doctor.

Before Lu Yinghuai could finish his internal monologue, Yun Ling hoisted him onto her shoulder like a hunted wild boar.