Chapter 160: Fierce Lass, The Return of Lin Qingcheng

Watching the two figures gradually disappear toward the stairwell, Leng Nini, who felt the emotions most intensely and was the least capable of concealing her thoughts, pouted in displeasure and let out a cold huff.

For a pure girl like Leng Nini, if anyone could effortlessly transform her from a maiden into a woman, it was probably none other than Lin Yang, the heartthrob known by the title of the beauty killer.

"Sister Yixue is truly beautiful."

Watching Tang Yixue being dragged away firmly by Lin Yang, Zhang Qiqi muttered under her breath, sounding as though she had upset a jar of vinegar, though her voice was audible to her alone.

Zhu Yunyun remained silent, but that did not mean her mind was devoid of other thoughts; the look of envy in her eyes made the sourness in her heart quite evident.

"Time to go. Could it be that you brat plan to stay here for the night as well?" Glancing at Su Xiaodong, whose eyes were glazed with a mix of envy, jealousy, and lust, Meng Hu took a couple of steps forward, turned around, and reprimanded coldly.

Su Xiaodong, whose mind was filled with unwholesome thoughts as he stared wide-eyed at Zhang Qiqi's full, prominent curves, suddenly shuddered as if struck by a sudden enlightenment. Turning to meet Meng Hu's freezing gaze, he broke into a sycophantic, cheeky grin, scrambled to his feet, and trotted in pursuit of Meng Hu, who had already turned and started walking away.

"Wait, wait for me, Brother Hu!" Quickening his pace, Su Xiaodong chased after him.

Lin Yang, upon heading upstairs, could not care less about how the others downstairs arranged themselves. Right now, the thing he most wanted to do was to cherish the great beauty Tang Yixue to his heart's content.

The bedroom door was kicked open, a testament to his good habit of never locking it when he went out; otherwise, that kick might have left a gaping hole in the panel. He lifted his foot, hooked it back, and with a satisfying bang, the door slammed heavily shut.

Walking swiftly to the bed, he scooped Tang Yixue up horizontally around her waist and tossed her lightly onto the Simmons mattress. With a wicked grin, Lin Yang chuckled, "Little beauty, the big bad wolf is here."

"Heh, a big bad wolf? More like a huge pervert!" Tossed onto the bed, Tang Yixue recovered from her momentary daze. The two of them had engaged in such romantic liaisons more than once or twice. The reason she had felt shy downstairs was primarily because there were too many people around, not to mention a few close friends. Being dragged up to the room so blatantly and nakedly by Lin Yang, she naturally felt a bit embarrassed due to her modesty. Now, alone with him, that shyness was cast to the winds.

"Hahahaha, a huge pervert it is then!" Stretching out his claws playfully, Lin Yang lunged toward Tang Yixue, who wore an alluring expression on the bed.

Ah! A pervert! Heh! Accompanied by impassionate groans and playful cries within the room came the creaking sounds of the wooden bed frame under heavy pressure.

While Lin Yang and Tang Yixue thoroughly enjoyed themselves, indulging wildly in their athletic endeavors inside the room, poor Zhu Yunyun, sleeping in the bedroom upstairs, was left to suffer. Having been assigned the guest room by Leng Nini, the room she occupied tonight happened to be the very one Leng Nini had initially loved most and ultimately dreaded the most.

For no other reason than that the first time Tang Yixue was persuaded to stay overnight at Lin Yang's home, Leng Nini had witnessed Lin Yang's ferocious stamina. He would refuse to stop until he turned the world upside down, only halting when Tang Yixue was left panting and completely exhausted.

Ever since that lesson, Leng Nini had refused to sleep in that bedroom which had cost her sleepless nights. Tonight, the room she had vacated was destined to bring torment to Zhu Yunyun.

To Zhu Yunyun, who still retained her maidenhood, the groans and the persistent creaking of the bed frame were nothing short of a nightmare.

After tossing and turning relentlessly for no less than a couple of hours, under Tang Yixue's bitter pleas, Lin Yang finally called it a night and quickly drifted into a sweet slumber.

Zhu Yunyun had not fallen asleep easily, but when she groggily awakened to the sound, she sprang up in startle as she looked at the time displayed.

It was noon. Even with the blazing sun climbing high and casting its rays across the bedsheets, she had still not been baked awake.

"Sister Yunyun, Sister Yunyun, time to get up! If you don't get up soon, you'll turn into a lazy pig."

Throughout the entire villa, there was only one person whose personality was as eccentric and unfiltered as this one. Although Leng Nini, who had slept quite soundly through the night, was not the first one to wake up, she was up considerably earlier than the others.

Ever since Zhang Qiqi began waking up early around six or seven in the morning to exercise, Leng Nini—who had always slept like a lazy pig, drifting along day and night until waking up naturally—had sought out Zhang Qiqi and requested that the latter wake her up no later than nine o'clock every morning. Through this routine, Zhang Qiqi waking Leng Nini up had become second nature, and early rising had subsequently become a habit for Leng Nini.

Indeed, when it came to such an eccentric character, none other than Leng Nini fit the bill.

"Sister Yunyun, still not getting up? If you don't get up, I'm going to barge in! Lunch is already being served, and you sleep even more than I do!" Leng Nini raised her voice, teasing deliberately with a perverted expression that was truly obnoxious.

Shaking her head to dispel the remnants of sleepiness, a slightly clearer Zhu Yunyun replied, "I'm awake, I'm awake."

She threw on her clothes in a flash, quickly washed up, slipped into her slippers, and hurried downstairs bare-faced.

As Zhu Yunyun reached the top of the stairwell and looked down at the scene below, an overwhelming sense of awkwardness washed over her. Everyone was present, save for her, who had yet to come down.

"I've made a complete fool of myself. From now on, I'll probably be regarded as a sleeping pig," Zhu Yunyun bitterly berated herself inwardly.

Oversleeping was one thing, but with Zhang Qiqi asking the question she did, Zhu Yunyun felt utterly mortified, wishing desperately for a mouse hole to crawl into.

"Sister Yunyun, didn't you sleep well yesterday?"

As Zhang Qiqi's words trailed off, everyone's gazes converged instantly on Zhu Yunyun's face. Dark circles under her eyes and a dazed expression made it painfully obvious that she had not slept well at all.

"Not used to it, Sister Yunyun?" Lin Yang asked, completely oblivious, entirely unaware that his earth-shattering activities from the previous night had clearly compromised the sleep quality of a large group of people.

Zhu Yunyun was far from the only one tormented by Lin Yang. Aside from her, who was a first-time guest, the rest of them were practically accustomed to it. Zhang Qiqi and Leng Nini had endured such sessions more than once or twice, so they were naturally used to it. As for Tang Yixue, one of the primary instigators, she had no choice but to get used to it unless she decided to completely cut ties with Lin Yang and go her separate ways.

Hahahaha! Amidst the laughter, the awkward atmosphere was broken. Xu Qin's culinary skills as a virtuous homemaker were truly no joke; her stir-frying was an absolute masterclass, easily rivaling the chefs of grand restaurants. She had prepared a full nine hot dishes, three cold dishes, and a pot of chicken soup, and the flavors were simply peerless.

After a night of hard toil, Lin Yang's appetite had grown immensely, and a full quarter of the delicacies on the table were devoured by him alone. Even the four women saw their appetites increase significantly, eating until they were completely satisfied.

Chatting and laughing, banquets like this always brought a comforting sense of pleasure, something quite rare for Lin Yang, who had not returned home in a long time.

"Get lost, or I won't mind letting those two front teeth of yours retire in honor!"

Just as the meal was drawing to a close, an extremely arrogant and aggressive voice echoed from the direction of the main entrance.

"Miss, without stating your name and your purpose, I cannot let you pass." The young guard stationed at the front gates attempted to dissuade her dutifully.

"Step aside, and tell that brat Lin Yang that if he doesn't come out right now, I'll fight my way through step by step! Damn it, I came to see him personally, yet it's such a hassle with all this reporting and waiting. Once that brat comes out, someone is going to die!"

The newcomer was undoubtedly a woman, her attitude fiercely domineering and her voice exceptionally loud, as if she feared Lin Yang in the villa might not hear her.

Lin Yang, who had just popped a piece of sweet and sour pork into his mouth, heard that familiar and arrogant voice and nearly choked to death on the meat in a sudden fit of shock.

He looked up toward the window in puzzlement and muttered under his breath, "This fierce girl, she's here? Could it be that she missed me and decided to come?"

Just as Lin Yang's mind was wandering, the newcomer's final sentence rang out from afar: "Someone is going to die!" The tone was sharp and piercing, causing Lin Yang, who was still eating, to give a violent shudder. He sprang up abruptly and, without another word, bolted toward the outside of the room.

"Could it be? Has the virus in the old man's body acted up as well?"

The visitor was none other than the fierce girl Lin Qingcheng. The moment he heard that voice, Lin Yang recognized it; among all the people he knew, only she possessed such an arrogant, domineering, and explosive temper.

Running swiftly out of the pavilion, Lin Yang shouted to the bodyguards at the gate from a distance, "Let her pass, she's my cousin!"

Hearing Lin Yang's command, the young guard dared not attempt to block the fiery-tempered beauty any longer. They hurried to offer apologies one after another. The fierce girl, though possessing a sharp tongue and a soft heart, merely glanced coldly at the young guard who had tried to block her and said nothing more as she trotted forward to meet Lin Yang, who was running toward her.

"What's going on, fierce girl?" Seeing Lin Qingcheng approach rapidly, Lin Yang felt his heart tighten. He took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.

The fierce girl never came without a purpose; that had always been her style. Therefore, bypassing any idle chatter, Lin Yang went straight to the point.

Lin Qingcheng's expression was somewhat gloomy. After a brief hesitation, she said in a solemn voice, "The old man's condition has not only failed to improve, but it has worsened. We've invited numerous specialists, but they are completely clueless and utterly helpless."

Concise yet profound, her words made Lin Yang's heart skip a beat and violently contract, as though struck by a heavy iron hammer. His expression turned instantly grim and terrifying.

His guess had been correct. Just as he had anticipated, the spread of the HSV virus had accelerated. At the same time, a series of doubts flooded his mind.

Based on his review of Zhang Zifeng's condition earlier, theoretically, the rate at which the old man's illness worsened should not have been this rapid. Yet, it had happened anyway. This inevitably aroused Lin Yang's suspicions; after all, in a family as vast as the Lin clan, harboring individuals with malicious intent within their ranks was almost inevitable.

"Tell me the specifics. I want to know just how severe the old man's condition has become," Lin Yang said in a deep voice. He was unwilling to waste even a single moment, for the person bedridden was none other than his own grandfather. Regardless of any unpleasantness that had occurred in the past, that was still his flesh and blood; worry was only natural.

Physical weakness, emaciation, fading breath, skin aging, and weight loss were all precursors to the worsening of the condition. Of this, Lin Yang was entirely certain, especially since Zhang Zifeng, who was visibly entering the late stages, served as the prime example.

Having mentioned this matter to Lin Yang previously—and knowing Lin Yang claimed to have a solution, albeit with some conditions—the fierce girl had traveled directly to Jinhai at the very first sign of the old man's condition deteriorating to consult him.

After listening to the fierce girl's description of the old man's physical state, the tense knot in Lin Yang's chest finally loosened somewhat. Based on the symptoms described, the old man's condition was at least still in the initial phase, the early stage of onset.

"Fortunately, it's not too late. He can be saved." Reaching out to wipe away the cold sweat that had unknowingly beaded on his forehead, Lin Yang let out an obvious sigh of relief.