Su Qingyao glanced at her, "Do you think everyone is like you?"

Mu Shaohua didn't care. "That's called charm. You don't know anything about it."

Seeing the two arguing, Leng Yue quickly interrupted them.

She strongly agreed with Mu Shaohua's words: "I think Sister Shaohua is absolutely right. Even if you are deceived by the man you love, you would be willing to accept it. Women often lack male admirers because they are too prim and proper. And men often lack girlfriends because they are poor and pretend to be prim and proper."

As she spoke, she gave Lu Qingzhou a meaningful look, "But you have all of these things, don't you? You can't even handle this little thing properly. I really feel sorry for your performance."

After she finished her rapid-fire speech, she saw everyone staring at her with wide eyes, each one looking at her in astonishment.

"Wow! I never expected that you, Yueyue, would have the potential to be a scumbag. You've been hiding your true colors for a long time."

Su Qingyao twirled a strand of hair between her fingers, teasingly saying, "With this level of theoretical knowledge, you could be the grandmaster of relationship coaching classes."

Mu Shaohua chuckled and reached out to pinch Leng Yue's burning cheek: "If Leng Yue were to become a scumbag in the entertainment industry, she could probably bewitch all the male celebrities in the industry."

Looking at everyone's expressions, Leng Yue gave an awkward smile.

He hurriedly retorted, "Don't talk nonsense, this is based on my practical experience!"

She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth. Seeing the gossipy looks in their eyes, she hurriedly added, "It's not what you think! I... I learned it from watching TV shows!"

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Lu Qingzhou wasn't paying attention to her.

Lu Qingzhou frowned slightly, clearly Leng Yue's words had some effect on him.

After stroking his chin in deep thought for a moment, he asked, "So, what am I lacking?"

Leng Yue looked him up and down, then sighed heavily, her gaze as if she were looking at a lost husky: "I think you could form your own nation—the Intelligence-Deficient Clan!"

Lu Qingzhou looked somewhat embarrassed. "Isn't it true that those involved are often blinded by their own perspective while bystanders see things more clearly?"

Leng Yue waved her hand, "Never mind, it seems I'll have to take matters into my own hands."

"How do you plan to proceed?"

Mu Shaohua handed over a plate of peeled grapes, and Leng Yue picked one up and tossed it into her mouth. "I plan to arrange a meeting with Miss Chen first. And then, with my silver tongue..."

Mu Shaohua quipped, "You think you can win her over with your silver tongue? Hehehe."

Leng Yue rolled her eyes. "Sister Shaohua, can you be serious for once?"

Mu Shaohua smiled gently, then remained silent.

Su Qingyao looked at Leng Yue with a half-smile: "Didn't you fail last time? Are you planning to try again?"

Leng Yue explained, "She was in a bad mood that day, so it's understandable that she disagreed. After these few days, I think Miss Chen's mood should be a little better."

"It's clear that you're more proactive than some people."

Su Qingyao stared at Leng Yue's face with her beautiful eyes, trying to discern something from her expression.

"I...I just don't want to see some people hanging their heads all day!"

Leng Yue turned her face away guiltily, stubbornly defending herself, but secretly glanced at Lu Qingzhou out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing everyone's gaze, Lu Qingzhou touched his nose and said seriously, "Actually, I am already content with having you all by my side. As for anything else, I don't want to ask for anything more."

Before the girls could even feel touched, he changed the subject: "But Yueyue, I just checked the almanac, and tomorrow is an auspicious day for everything. You should hurry up and arrange to meet Xiaoxi."

"Tch, a man's mouth is a lying devil."

The three rolled their eyes in unison. Leng Yue even grabbed a cushion and threw it at Lu Qingzhou, but Lu Qingzhou dodged it with a laugh. The cushion arced through the air and landed right in Zhang Ruoshui's arms as she walked into the living room.

"Hey, what are you chatting about, having so much fun?" Zhang Ruoshui laughed and tossed the cushion back onto the sofa.

Leng Yue looked embarrassed and hurriedly poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

Zhang Ruoshui took the tea from Leng Yue, smiled at everyone, and said, "Perfect timing, let's talk about moving?"

As the topic shifted, a lively discussion broke out in the living room.

When the decision was finally made to move next Saturday, Leng Yue suddenly pointed at Lu Qingzhou and said, "If you dare to slack off, I'll post all your straight-man chat logs on my WeChat Moments!"

"Grandma, please spare me!"

Lu Qingzhou helplessly raised his hands in surrender, which immediately drew laughter from everyone.

In the days that followed,

Taihe Medical Center

Chen Xiaoxi seemed to have her whole body glued to the clinic; she would start organizing the medicinal herbs as soon as the first light of dawn appeared.

The pungent aroma of angelica and the medicinal scent of chuanxiong intertwined, yet she felt no trace of healing. Every time she raised her hand to put out the medicine, it felt as if she was crushing the bitterness in her heart into this ancient medicine box.

Wednesday,

As the sun climbed above the eaves, a figure leaning on a jujube wood cane slowly strolled into the clinic.

Grandpa Chen's cloudy eyes swept over Chen Xiaoxi, who was getting medicine, and he suddenly perked up. His age-spotted hand tapped lightly twice on his cane: "My dear granddaughter, still busy?"

The porcelain spoon clinked against the medicine bowl. Chen Xiaoxi turned to look at the old man in front of her, a rare look of surprise in her eyes: "Grandpa! What brings you here?"

She hurriedly handed the wrapped medicine to the patient, then pushed open the door and came out.

The old man smiled, revealing a missing front tooth, and said, he took out a box from behind him and handed it to Chen Xiaoxi, "This is osmanthus cake that Grandpa brought over. It's freshly made by Wang's at the alley entrance."

"Thank you, Grandpa. Please come to my office."

Chen Xiaoxi looked delighted and helped Old Master Chen walk toward her office.

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