Chapter 3: Wow, Exciting

Ten minutes left.  Lin Xi, energized as if she’d been injected with stimulants, jumped up and ran towards the man.

He carried purple qi, a naturally auspicious imperial destiny, incomparably noble.

Only such a destiny could suppress her extreme Yin constitution.

She was very satisfied with this man.

Master, you finally did something reliable.

Rest in peace, old man, I won’t die.

Lin Xi stopped a meter away from the man, her mouth moving, unsure of what to say.

Her Master had died too quickly; she didn’t even know the man’s name.  Approaching him directly would get her labeled as mentally ill and sent to the nearby hospital.

Lin Xi stared intently at the man, trying to discern something from his physiognomy.

But the man’s destiny was too strong, protected by purple qi; she couldn’t see anything at the moment.

Fu Jingyao sensed a strong gaze on him and glanced lightly to his right.

It was a young girl.

Wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, her hair in a bun, a worn satchel slung over her shoulder, and a colorful bracelet on her wrist.

Her eyes were exceptionally clear, pure as water, bright as stars.

Fu Jingyao looked at her again.

Strange, why was he interested in a strange young girl?

Fu Jingyao withdrew his gaze and walked towards the hospital.

A few days ago, he received a call from his aunt.

His cousin, Ji Heng, was in a coma, and numerous experts had failed to determine the cause.

Tonight, he came to the hospital to see Ji Heng and brainstorm other solutions.

“What are you looking at?” He Ting appeared at the hospital entrance, seemingly out of nowhere.

The bodyguards respectfully greeted him, “Mr. He.”

He Ting flashed a wide smile, “Don’t call me Mr. He, call me CEO He.”

The bodyguards stared straight ahead, pretending not to hear.

He Ting, a typical spoiled rich second-generation, only knew how to eat, drink, and play. He was far inferior to their CEO Fu.

He Ting’s personality was casual and unrestrained, always pushing boundaries.

If it weren’t for the friendship between the Fu and He families, CEO Fu would have sent him to Africa to mine.

Seeing no one paying him attention, He Ting’s smile remained, “Hey, there’s a beautiful woman here and you don’t even introduce me.”

Fu Jingyao coldly glanced at him, “He Ting, what are you doing here?”

He Ting yawned, “Ji Heng is your cousin, I’m your good friend, your cousin is my cousin.”

“Ji Heng is in a coma, of course I should come and see him.”

“Heh! I know what you’re really thinking.”

Fu Jingyao calmly uttered two words, “Ji Zheng.”

He Ting, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, loudly denied, “Ji Zheng and I broke up a long time ago, don’t slander me. I came to the hospital to see Ji Heng, this unlucky guy, because of you! And you wound my heart…”

Fu Jingyao ignored him and walked straight into the hospital.

Seeing him leave, Lin Xi immediately rushed forward.

“Wait!”

With five minutes left, she took a deep breath and said, “My name is Lin Xi. I was a disciple of Master Xuan Kong, and I am your fiancée!”

He Ting was instantly interested, “When did you have a fiancée? How come I didn’t know?”

Fu Jingyao’s voice was cold, “Shut up!”

He scanned Lin Xi’s face, “I don’t know you.”

Lin Xi felt anxious.

Her Master was so unreliable; he hadn’t told her anything, given her nothing.

She explained again, “Master Xuan Kong,  ‘Xuan’ meaning metaphysics, ‘Kong’ meaning empty, like the sky. Think carefully, you must have met him.”

“Don’t know him, never met him.” Fu Jingyao’s brow furrowed slightly. “Bodyguards, what are you doing standing there?”

“Sorry, CEO Fu.” The black-clad bodyguards quickly stepped forward to grab Lin Xi.

The words “fiancée” were too shocking; they hadn’t reacted in time.

As the black-clad bodyguards approached, Lin Xi clutched her chest, gasping for breath, her face turning pale.

He Ting reached out to stop the bodyguards, “Fu Jingyao, look at you, why are you so fierce? You scared the little girl. You’re so unromantic.”

He walked to Lin Xi’s side, “Little sister, Fu Jingyao is cold, ruthless, insidious, and cunning. Why don’t you come with me?”

Lin Xi looked up, “You’re not suitable.”

A man can’t be told “no,” He Ting said word by word, “I am suitable!”

Lin Xi calmly said, “Dark circles under your eyes, you love to drink and stay up late, leading to kidney yang deficiency. Because of the deficiency, qi and blood cannot circulate properly, resulting in insufficient blood vessels.  Not only is your kidney deficient, but your body is also weak.”

“Your eyebrows are thick at the front and thin at the back, with a black mole at the end of your left eyebrow. You have many romantic encounters, but they are all bad relationships.”

“Your marital palace is sunken and has many wrinkles, meaning a bad marriage and bumpy relationship.”

He Ting was stunned.

Kidney deficiency, weak body, bad marriage, bumpy relationships…

His life was so bitter.

No, why did he believe this woman’s nonsense!

“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! He Ting loudly refuted, “Who in Di Jing doesn’t know me, He Shao? I am charming, handsome, and from a prominent family.”

“Bad marriage? Bumpy relationships?”

He glared at Lin Xi, “You’re talking nonsense.”

Lin Xi continued her analysis, “You deeply love a woman, but she doesn’t love you.”

“You pretend not to love her to save face, but every night you can’t help but think of the little things you shared with her. So you drink heavily, hoping alcohol will numb the pain, but…”

“Stop, stop, stop!!”

He Ting panicked; this little girl was too uncanny.

Few people knew about his and Ji Zheng’s affair, and tonight, his underwear had been stripped bare.

If others found out, where would He Shao’s face be?

“I…I…you…you…” He Ting quickly changed the subject, “If you can tell me one secret about Fu Jingyao, I will definitely tie him to your bed.”

Let the poor Taoist die, not the fellow Taoist.

Since they are friends, let’s suffer together.

Lin Xi shook her head, “His destiny is extremely auspicious, possessing the rare Ziwei imperial qi. I can’t see through his physiognomy, but I do know one thing: you are the fiancé my Master chose for me.”

Hearing this, Fu Jingyao’s brow twitched.

Lin Xi looked at him intently, her eyes gleaming strangely, “Fu Jingyao, I need you to save me.”

As her Master said, she had found her destined person, but the life force in her body was still fading.

The last minute, what should she do?

She didn’t know.

Fu Jingyao distanced himself from these two people, one rambling, the other mentally deranged.

Seeing him leave, Lin Xi’s head grew heavier; she was tired, hungry, and sleepy. Her stomach grumbled.

The situation was like this: you’ve been starving for three days and nights, and suddenly you see a plate of fragrant roasted pig’s trotters, constantly tempting you with their aroma.

And you can only watch helplessly but not eat.

Moreover, the delicious pig’s trotters are moving away from you.

That sadness, pain, and despair, who understands?

Lin Xi’s mind was filled with roasted pig’s trotters. She dashed to Fu Jingyao, staring deeply into his eyes.

From this gaze, Fu Jingyao sensed a bad feeling and instinctively stepped back.

Lin Xi grabbed the man’s wrist, wrapped her arm around his neck, stood on tiptoe, leaned her face forward, opened her mouth—

And bit his fair neck.

Fu Jingyao?!

The black-clad bodyguards!!!

He Ting: Wow~ Exciting!