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Chapter 63: The protagonist treats you as a brother, yet you are using the protagonist to hook his mother?

“?”

Lin Yueyao froze.

When she saw Qin Yu wearing that smug springtime grin, she could not help doubting herself… did she perhaps just name the wrong person and not Ning Bei?

What was Qin Yu so happy about?

Everyone else without exception examined Qin Yu with probing eyes… was he all right?

“Eh?”

Under those burning gazes, Qin Yu belatedly looked at the girl and asked, “Yueyao, who did you just say?”

“…”

At that moment, black lines almost appeared on Lin Yueyao’s forehead.

She ignored Qin Yu and looked straight up to the second floor at Ning Bei, saying, “Ning Bei, he insisted on this himself; it has nothing to do with me… please don’t misunderstand… this Essence-Fortifying Soup is for you.”

Ning Bei remained expressionless when he heard that.

By contrast, Qin Yu looked as though lightning had struck him and stammered in disbelief, “No, Yueyao… you mean this soup is for Ning Bei? Didn’t you make it for me?”

“Do you even deserve it?”

Lin Yueyao could no longer hold back.

This had been such a good opportunity; she had called everyone out so Ning Bei could see her sincerity… yet Qin Yu had ruined her plan.

He even slandered her by claiming the soup was for him?

At that moment, Lin Yueyao truly became angry.

If she had not wanted to keep Ning Bei from seeing her lose her temper, she really would have cursed Qin Yu out.

The crowd finally caught on.

“Ha-ha, so Qin Yu thought the soup was boiled for him?”

“No wonder he was acting so cocky just now; turns out he was fantasizing that Lin Yueyao was throwing herself at him again!”

“My urine is yellow; Crap King, open your mouth and I’ll wake you up with it.”

Laughter erupted, and everyone looked at Qin Yu with mockery.

What an entertainer he was!

“…”

Qin Yu’s face burned; he could not accept this outcome and protested, “No, Yueyao, you clearly asked me just now… how to make a man happy?”

“I did ask… but the man I want to please is Ning Bei; what does that have to do with you?”

“I…”

Qin Yu was left speechless.

He woke from his dying dream with a start… the clown was actually himself.

The girl he imagined returning was nothing but a dream in the end.

“Why?”

The gap in Qin Yu’s heart was too great, and he could not help questioning Lin Yueyao.

“Nutcase!”

Lin Yueyao cursed him without mercy.

She now saw Qin Yu with no filter whatsoever.

Then she held up the Essence-Fortifying Soup toward Ning Bei and switched to a gentle tone, “Ning Bei, please come down and taste the soup I stewed for you…”

“Heh~ could you stop disgusting me?”

Ning Bei sneered, pointing at the already despondent Qin Yu, “Who knows how much of his spit got in there, and you still want me to drink it? Since he wants it so badly, I think you should give it to him!”

With that, Ning Bei turned and went back into his room.

“Ning Bei, wait…”

Lin Yueyao stamped her foot in anxiety yet could do nothing.

Jeers erupted all around.

“What was Lin Yueyao thinking, offering Senior Brother Ning soup laced with Crap King’s saliva?”

“Heh~ given Crap King’s pants-soiling record, who knows how toxic that spit-infused soup is; who would dare drink it?”

“You two really are a match made in heaven!”

The crowd’s schadenfreude made Lin Yueyao tremble with anger as she glared at Qin Yu.

At this moment, she truly wanted to splash the soup all over Qin Yu; the scene she had painstakingly prepared to win Ning Bei’s favor not only failed but also made Ning Bei despise her… and it was all because Qin Yu had barged in halfway; what a jinx he was!

“Yueyao… I thought you made it for me.” Qin Yu still did not know when to quit and stepped forward, trying to sow discord. “Look, Ning Bei doesn’t appreciate your kindness at all, unlike me; if you give me the soup, it will be more precious than any elixir to me…”

“Here you go!”

Before Qin Yu could finish, Lin Yueyao could no longer endure it.

She suddenly raised the still-steaming hot soup and flung it straight at Qin Yu.

“Ah…”

Qin Yu screamed like a slaughtered pig.

“Yueyao, Yueyao, what are you doing?”

Qin Yu’s whole worldview collapsed.

“I’m giving you a drink!”

Lin Yueyao retorted angrily, “It’s all your fault, you Crap King; why do you keep tormenting me? Since I met you, I haven’t had a single happy day… isn’t my bad luck enough for you?”

“I…”

Qin Yu was stunned by her scolding.

Watching the girl storm off, he wanted to stop her, yet that grating ‘Crap King’ had left him dizzy.

It was the first time Lin Yueyao had called him Crap King.

He hated that nickname!

“Crap King keeps courting humiliation everywhere; can’t he just keep a low profile?”

“Looks like even his mother getting abducted today still hasn’t woken him up!”

“…”

The surrounding contempt made Qin Yu hang his head even lower.

His face flushed red and white by turns under the verbal barrage, and in the end he could only limp away.

He could not understand… why would no one speak up for him?

Was it wrong to be high-profile?

“Qin Yu, let me help you.”

At that moment, a figure suddenly supported him.

“Hm?” Qin Yu looked up in surprise at the fellow disciple. “You came to help me… aren’t you afraid they’ll curse you too?”

“Let them curse.”

The disciple shook his head indifferently. “If you’re willing, from now on we’ll be good friends.”

“Really?”

“Of course. Do you want to be friends with me?”

“Ha-ha, of course I do… from today on, we’re blood brothers!”

Qin Yu immediately beamed.

His desolate heart finally felt a trace of comfort.

Sure enough, someone still appreciated him!

The next moment, that disciple casually asked, “By the way, Qin Yu, your mother was taken away… could she be in danger?”

“Emm… there shouldn’t be any danger, you don’t need to worry.” A warm current surged through Qin Yu’s heart, an indescribable sense of gratitude.

“That’s good.”

The disciple sighed in relief and added, “But I think that Prince is no good; we still need to find a chance to rescue your mother and get her out of that misery.”

“…”

Qin Yu said nothing and just nodded.

The next second, the disciple suddenly said, “How about this, Qin Yu? Find a chance to bring your mother over, and leave the rest to me.”

“Leave it to you?”

“Yes.”

Patting his chest, the disciple whispered a guarantee, “I’ll definitely raise her strong and healthy; just trust me.”

Qin Yu: “???”

The more he thought about his good brother’s words, the more off they felt. “What are you trying to do?”

“Your mother… cough.”

The disciple hurriedly corrected himself. “I’m doing it for her own good, so don’t overthink it.”

“You bastard!”

Qin Yu finally reacted.

The next instant he shoved the other away and roared in shame and anger, “I treat you as a brother, and you want to sleep with my mother?!”

“No, keep your voice down,” the disciple said nervously. “It’s all the same who sleeps with her; we’re good brothers… help me out, will you?”

“Damn!”

Qin Yu cursed furiously, “Get lost, get the hell away from me!”

“How can you talk like that?”

“Will you get lost or not? If not, I’ll fight you to the death…”

“Someone, help!”

Before Qin Yu could finish, the disciple suddenly yelled, “Qin Yu still has 30 strokes of the disciplinary cane left; come restrain him!”

Qin Yu: “???”

Not long after, Qin Yu’s hysterical screams rang out again inside the inn.

Inside the room.

Ning Bei embraced Qin Jiujiu’s waist with a smile, his starry eyes full of indulgence. “Have you calmed down a bit now?”

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