Zou Qiyao slammed the car door shut and walked into the villa. Zou Minchen owned many properties in Yancheng, but he rarely lived outside the old mansion. Zou Qiyao, however, was different. He lived a life of debauchery, staying wherever he pleased, and the servants couldn't possibly kick him out.
Speaking of this, he found it a bit strange. Zou Minchen always stayed either at the company or at the old house. Yesterday, when he went to look for people because of Xiao Chengzhe's matter, he couldn't find Zou Minchen at either place.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, especially since he drove into the villa today and there wasn't even anyone to help him park. Where were all the servants?
After calling out twice without getting a response, Zou Qiyao turned around and saw a familiar car—Xiao Chengnuo's car.
Just a few days ago, this car sped past him with unbridled arrogance, and he couldn't forget it.
Zou Qiyao chuckled. This Second Young Master Xiao is quite something; he actually managed to find this place and even went to great lengths to get in. But unfortunately, Xiao Chengnuo didn't know that Zou Minchen had never stayed in this villa before. He had come to the wrong place trying to curry favor with Zou Minchen.
He loosened his tie, a few restless thoughts surfacing in his mind. From the first time Zou Qiyao saw Xiao Chengnuo, he thought he was good-looking, especially when he smiled, which made his heart flutter. To be honest, if it weren't for Xiao Chengzhe, he would have already found a way to get Xiao Chengnuo into bed.
As Zou Qiyao walked into the house, he sneered and shouted, "Xiao Chengnuo, Xiao Chengnuo, I've told you clearly to get lost, didn't you understand?"
"You're alright looking, so don't even think about seducing my brother. Sleeping with me might be better..."
Zou Qiyao's words came to an abrupt halt. His hand, which was loosening his collar, stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly into the room.
Zou Minchen was wearing an apron. He held a spatula in one hand and used the other to lift the buttocks of the young man in front of him and press him down. The bulge in his crotch was so large that it could not be concealed, and it made a big bulge in the light yellow apron.
"Brother Nie?"
The calls outside the door continued, and the faint sound of the door opening could be heard. Nie Chenyuan stood up slightly and said in a hoarse voice to the door, "Yuhao, you're going to ruin my good time if you come in now."
Lin Yuhao peeked through a crack at the two figures intertwined on the sofa and couldn't help but reveal a slightly disdainful smile. So easily captivated by beauty, the Nie family would probably not fare well in Nie Chenyuan's hands. Better to use them for his own purposes.
He closed the door, put his arm around his female companion, and turned to leave: "Brother Nie is probably busy right now, let's say hello to him later."
The aura of Heaven slowly receded until it dissipated.
Qingyun dared not relax, and still focused her attention by probing out a wisp of her divine sense to monitor Lin Yuhao's movements.
"Haven't you touched me enough yet?"
Nie Chenyuan leaned close to Qingyun's ear and hummed softly.
Qingyun snapped out of her daze, kicked Nie Chenyuan off the sofa, and got up to walk toward the bathroom.
Nie Chenyuan sat on the floor, utterly bewildered: "You're using me and then throwing me away, crossing the river and then burning the bridge?"
The aura of the Heavenly Dao has completely withdrawn from this world.
Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly washed the blood off her body and the places Nie Chenyuan had touched under the drizzling water.
He was cautious by nature, and although he seemed much more relaxed at the moment, he secretly used his divine sense to carefully examine the man on the sofa outside.
"You are... Nie Chenyuan?"
Qingyun asked tentatively, enunciating the three words "Nie Chenyuan" very clearly between her lips.
Nie Chenyuan raised an eyebrow and looked at him in surprise. He chuckled softly, rubbing his forehead, "You know me?"
As expected.
When Heaven tried to kill him, Qingyun forced himself to absorb a small amount of Heaven's energy to fake his death. After all, there is a difference between the energy used to injure him and the energy used to kill him; even this small amount of energy almost caused Qingyun's demise.
However, there is still a source of energy in Qingyun's soul, which was planted by the Heavenly Dao to control him and lead him to reincarnation.
These two energies collided and merged at a crucial moment, eventually recombining with Qingyun's soul, giving his soul some strange abilities.
That's how he was able to escape into this small world without any hindrance. Not only that, Qingyun's soul was even able to invade the rules set up by the Heavenly Dao, providing him with information about the world's trajectory and some of the characters.
It was because Nie Chenyuan was a great help to the protagonist and the opportunity for his cultivation to improve that Qingyun was able to know his identity.
It's almost like it's been disguised as a set of rules.
But can he still leave?
He scooped up a handful of icy water and splashed it on his face, gazing at his reflection in the mirror. He could leave, but he needed something. He had a strong feeling that this thing was related to the protagonist.
Nie Chenyuan seemed extremely interested in Qingyun. Although Qingyun ignored him, he began to speculate about Qingyun's identity.
"If you know me, you must be from the ancient martial arts world. You were even afraid of Lin Yuhao when you were in high school."
Upon hearing this, Qingyun frowned and flicked the water droplets from his hand. The protagonist? He had never been afraid of that.
“You are a member of the Qing family.” Nie Chenyuan confirmed Qing Yun’s identity, but at the same time he was a little puzzled. “The Qing family has only one heir. Qing Haolin is dead, leaving behind only a good-for-nothing son. In terms of cultivation, the Qing family does not have anyone named you.”
Qingyun chuckled, "I'm really sorry, I'm Qing Haolin's good-for-nothing son."
Nie Chenyuan's eyes widened slightly; he was genuinely surprised.
He had some connection with Lin Yuhao, so he naturally knew about Qingyun's situation. Because they came from the same mother, comparisons between the two were inevitable.
Lin Yuhao is exceptionally talented, resourceful, kind-hearted, and resilient, making him a highly anticipated prodigy in the ancient martial arts world. In contrast, Qingyun is like a harmless and timid lamb, lacking any outstanding qualities.
In Nie Chenyuan's view, Lin Yuhao was already a promising and powerful figure who deserved attention, while Qing Yun was still living under the protection of a powerful family. Without Qing Haolin's protection, he was nothing.
The reason Qingyun has attracted so much attention is because Lin Yuhao chose the Qing family.
Nie Chenyuan's gaze remained fixed on Qingyun's slender yet upright figure as he slowly lit a cigarette. He had always been interested only in powerful things; he never expected that he could misjudge someone.
"Click"
Flames leaped up, and a faint smell of smoke filled the air. Qingyun frowned subconsciously.
Nie Chenyuan looked at Qingyun's injuries and reminded her, "You shouldn't have avoided Yuhao. He's still your brother, and it's better for you to live with him than to struggle on your own. Besides, your mother is with him too."
His statement clearly indicated that he believed Qingyun's injuries were caused by fighting in underground boxing matches for a living.
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