Lingzhen's ability to become Lu Yangyun's white moonlight is not only due to her exceptional cunning compared to ordinary people, but also undoubtedly to her stunning good looks.

Her smooth, rounded oval face, paired with delicate features, gives her a classical charm that exudes gentle elegance.

If that's all there is to it, it's beautiful, but mediocre and soulless.

But her phoenix eyes shone with an extraordinary brilliance. Her pupils were large and round, taking up almost half of the entire volume of her eyeballs.

When she stares at someone, it often makes him think of certain things.

'A girl with such pure and innocent eyes must have been raised with great care and protection, never having witnessed the wickedness of the world.'

Therefore, when Lin Zhenzhen, with her highly deceptive appearance, uttered such bold and straightforward statements, it did indeed cause a considerable psychological shock to Qin Chuan.

His face turned red and then black, then red and then black again, a series of red and black hues, like a light show, it was quite a spectacle.

"Is everyone this open-minded nowadays?"

"Does this count as being open-minded?" Lin Zhenzhen lowered her head shyly. "Actually, it took a lot of courage for me to say that."

Qin Chuan shook his head in shock. Just as he opened his mouth, someone called him.

"Okay, room 307 in section A, right? Keep an eye on it for now, I'll be right there." It seems there's an emergency at work.

Qin Chuan hung up the phone and hurriedly turned to leave.

Lin Zhenzhen deliberately acted mischievously, shouting relentlessly at his retreating figure, "Dr. Qin, you still haven't answered me, are you willing or not!"

Then she watched as Qin Chuan's legs, which had been walking perfectly fine, suddenly twitched, stumbling from side to side, and he almost tripped and fell.

His ears and neck were bright red, as if they had been scalded by hot water.

Qin Chuan stammered, "Um, I have something to do, let's talk next time!"

"Huh?" Lin Zhenzhen chuckled softly, "Oh!"

Not long after Qin Chuan left, Huo Yeshuo walked out through the glass door.

He handed Lin Zhenzhen two hundred-yuan bills: "I don't have much cash on me, is this enough?"

Lin Zhenzhen quickly nodded: "That's enough, that's enough."

She stood up and limped over to Huo Yeshuo: "Thank you, Mr. Huo."

Huo Yeshuo clearly noticed the abnormality in her posture, and his gaze lingered on her ankles for a moment.

Lin Zhenzhen followed his gaze and looked down, only to find that the area he had just rubbed was even more swollen.

She has a cool-toned fair complexion, so even the slightest mark will create a strong contrast with her original skin tone.

I lost control a bit just now, and the bright red finger marks on the lower part of my calf are quite shocking to see.

"This?" Lin Zhenzhen moved her leg back a few feet as if trying to cover it up, and said in a low voice with her head down, "I accidentally fell and sprained my ankle earlier."

Seeing that Huo Yeshuo remained silent, she quickly offered an explanation.

"It's okay, my leg is just sprained, not broken. I can slowly move downstairs."

"..."

"It's really hard to get a taxi at night. I can just walk a little further. Even if it's late at night, it's fine. Although I've never been very lucky, Kyoto is quite safe. Surely nothing bad will happen?"

A young girl, with an injured foot, was walking down the street late at night wearing a skirt...

Huo Yeshuo frowned. He didn't have the habit of meddling in other people's business, but he had brought the person to the hospital himself after all.

He has a bit of OCD; he must finish what he starts.

Huo Yeshuo looked up at her and asked, "Where are you going?"

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Lin Zhenzhen followed slowly behind Huo Yeshuo. His long legs meant that one of his steps was equivalent to two or three of hers.

So, in order to wait for her, Huo Yeshuo could only walk very slowly, and after walking a while, he would stop and stand still to check his phone.

He must have been very busy; he received three phone calls in less than ten minutes, and the notifications kept vibrating.

The parking lot was dimly lit, and the glow of his phone screen illuminated his face, further highlighting his striking features.

Lin Zhenzhen was engrossed in her crush when she suddenly stumbled.

"Bang bang"!

The feeling underfoot, the sound—Lin Zhenzhen looked down.

Wow! What incredible luck!

"What's wrong now?"

Huo Yeshuo, who was not far away, put down his phone. Even from this distance, Lin Zhenzhen could hear the dissatisfaction in his tone.

Lin Zhenzhen laughed awkwardly twice: "My heel seems to be stuck."

"..."

Lin Zhenzhen laughed awkwardly while straining her thighs to try and pull her shoes off.

No matter how hard she tried, the heel remained firmly stuck in the groove of the drainage gap.

Moreover, every time she exerted force, the thin shoelaces studded with rhinestones would tightly constrict the instep of her foot, causing a burning pain after a short while.

Lin Zhenzhen knew that her feet were probably blistered, so she simply took off her shoes and squatted on the ground.

"Heave-ho, heave-ho," she said, pulling her high heels back and forth against the wretched drain cover like pulling up a radish.

What exactly are you doing?

Lin Zhenzhen looked up and found that Huo Yeshuo had walked up behind her. Although she couldn't see his expression, she could tell from his tone that he was quite speechless about her.

Huo Yeshuo watched as the girl, who had been hunched over, suddenly straightened up, her bare right foot hooking behind her left ankle, making her look crooked and wobbly, like a doll with springs attached.

She lowered her head slightly, staring at the ground, her lips pressed into a thin line, and her ears were slightly red.

Huo Yeshuo's gaze moved downwards, landing on her bare foot.

Perhaps sensing his gaze, her toes, which had been relaxed, curled up somewhat embarrassedly.

Huo Yeshuo calmly withdrew his gaze, ignoring the strange feeling that flashed through his heart. He remained silent for a few seconds, then looked up into Lin Zhenzhen's eyes.

Do you still want your shoes?

The other person pursed their lips, didn't answer, and stared straight at him with their dark eyes.

Huo Yeshuo took a deep breath.

After a moment, I told myself: Never mind, I'll never have any contact with her again anyway, I just need to endure this last time.

Huo Yeshuo bent down and quickly removed the high heels that were stuck in place. It didn't seem like he used much effort.

Lin Zhenzhen quickly stepped forward and took the high heels from her.

"Thank you, Mr. Huo."

Huo Yeshuo didn't seem to want to talk to her anymore. He turned around quickly with a dark face. The hand that had just held the shoe remained slightly open, stretched far away.

Huo Yeshuo's mysophobia is so severe, it's easy to imagine that he must be feeling terrible right now.