Chapter 35: You Are Just Too Bored

Compared to the Three Fragrances Pavilions that are famous in major cities, this branch in Maplewood City is probably not worth mentioning. But anyone who has met Miaoyu would not say so.

Fang Zehou, one of the current heads of the Fang family, the biological father of Fang Heling, and the uncle of Fang Pengju, is a well-traveled and knowledgeable man. He independently opened up the Yun Kingdom trade route, possessing both ability and prestige, and is implicitly regarded as the next patriarch of the Fang family. Such a figure is deeply infatuated with the girl Miaoyu. Every time he returns from a business trip, the first thing he does is to come to the Three Fragrances Pavilion for entertainment.

Such things are too numerous to mention. Fang Zehou is not the first big shot to fall under Miaoyu's skirt, nor will he be the last.

And Zhao Rucheng, who is fond of women, is also among them. Since hearing of Miaoyu's beauty, he has spent lavishly, almost living in the Three Fragrances Pavilion, with the determination to not give up until he succeeds.

"There's no such possibility," Zhao Rucheng said calmly. "The woman who refuses to see me has not yet been born."

He added in his heart, Jiang An'an certainly doesn't count as a woman, she's just a little kid.

Miaoyu nodded slightly, as if to agree: "Indeed, Young Master Zhao has first-class handsome looks and first-class generosity. He has considerable strength, a good family background, a bright future, a heart of exquisite clarity, and a mouth of honeyed words. Which woman could resist you?"

"But," she said, but a trace of sorrow suddenly appeared between her brows, making people eager to help her wipe it away, "but you don't like me enough..."

It seemed that Zhao Rucheng's lack of genuine affection made her sad.

"Hehehe..."

A very lewd and very abrupt laughter broke the atmosphere.

It was Huang Azhan who had woken up sometime, but the drunkenness had not completely dissipated. At this moment, he was propping up his chin, looking at the girl Miaoyu with a silly smile, "Hehehe..."

Needless to say, everyone knew what he was thinking.

Jiang Wang covered his face and said nothing. He did recognize that Miaoyu was the woman in red he had bumped into earlier, but he didn't have much say in this environment.

Du Yehu wanted to drag Huang Azhan out and kill him, to avoid further embarrassment. He was considering whether it was worth bearing a murder case before joining the army.

"What do you mean by not liking you enough?" Only Zhao Rucheng did not lose face, and was calm, as if he didn't know Huang Azhan at all, showing the skill of a veteran in the flower bushes. "I have never pursued a woman for so long. Since meeting Miaoyu, I have spent more time in the Three Fragrances Pavilion than in the City Dao Academy. My affection is about to overflow and almost drown this place."

He got up from his seat and walked gracefully towards Miaoyu.

"Here," he pressed his heart.

It must be said that this scene, this handsome man. Even the madam, who had experienced countless storms in her life, was a little dizzy at this moment and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

But Miaoyu stopped him with just one sentence -

"You don't really like me, you're just too bored."

The charming smile on Zhao Rucheng's face faded away, he stopped, and did not move forward.

"I don't like you now," he said. "I hate women who are too smart."

Jiang Wang always knew that Zhao Rucheng was a very trouble-averse and indifferent person. He seemed to have nothing to care about, and getting by was his life motto.

He spent money like water and wasted time. Just like wasting money, he also wasted talent. But these were all his own affairs, and no one was qualified to interfere with him.

So he could understand the overly frivolous liking and disliking in Zhao Rucheng's mouth.

However, talking about liking and disliking in a brothel was itself a humorous thing.

"Let's go, let's go home, I still have to cook for An'an," Jiang Wang said as he got up.

"Third Brother," Zhao Rucheng looked at him sincerely, "Can we pack some dishes to take back? Don't cook yourself."

Over there, Du Yehu also nodded solemnly, with lingering fear on his face: "An'an is still a child."

"..." Jiang Wang's face was ugly, "Are you still leaving or not?"

"Let's go, let's go."

Du Yehu picked up Huang Azhan, ignoring his struggle and silly laughter, and the group dispersed.

Miaoyu just looked at them leave with a smile, without saying a word.

But her fingers gently twirled, and unbeknownst to everyone, a white granular substance that had been prepared for a long time quietly fell on Jiang Wang's back.

And penetrated into it.

……

Du Yehu took his drunken friend away, Zhao Da Shao naturally returned to his mansion to rest, and Jiang Wang went to the Dao Academy dormitory to pick up An'an alone.

When he picked up Jiang An'an, her mood was obviously not very high, her little mouth was puffed up, and she didn't know what she was sulking about.

"What's wrong, my little An'an?" Jiang Wang smiled and was very amiable.

"Nothing," Jiang An'an said with a pout.

"That's good," Jiang Wang waved his hand, "Let's go home."

"..." Jiang An'an was stunned. Didn't he really plan to ask more questions and care a few more words?

Over there, Linghe didn't try to persuade her to stay, just waved his hand, "Goodbye, An'an."

Jiang Wang understood that this big brother had probably been thinking about cultivation for a long time, but he couldn't devote himself to it because he had to take care of Jiang An'an. His talent was not top-notch, but his diligence was first-class.

"Goodbye, Brother Linghe," Jiang An'an was not very happy, but she still had basic manners.

"By the way," before leaving, Jiang Wang said casually, "We have transferred all our Dao merits to you, and if you put them together, you should be not far from the Opening Meridian Pill. Work hard and exchange it early."

Linghe was silent for a while before saying: "It should be given to Rucheng first, he is the youngest and has the best talent, he shouldn't waste it."

"He's not interested," Jiang Wang simply explained, "And Brother Hu plans to go to Jiujiang Xuanjia, taking the ancient military path of qi and blood rushing through the meridians."

Linghe didn't refuse any more, just said: "Okay."

He knew that Zhao Rucheng's lack of interest was true, and Du Yehu's decision was really something no one could save. There wasn't much he could do. What he wanted to do at this stage was, at best, not waste these Dao merits and these friendships.

"Let's go home," Jiang Wang picked up Jiang An'an and sat her on his right shoulder, walking steadily home.

Jiang An'an suddenly became happy, "giddy up" and her little legs shook in front of Jiang Wang.

On the way out of the Dao Academy, she enthusiastically spoke on behalf of Jiang Wang. Whenever someone greeted "Hello, Senior Brother Jiang," she would reply crisply: "Hello to you too."

Jiang Wang also followed her, nodding in acknowledgement.

"Is Brother Linghe very bored?" Jiang Wang asked casually on the way home.

"He was waiting at the door before school was over. People have things to do after school, but he won't let me and keeps following me," Jiang An'an said, biting her finger.

Linghe was a generous and reliable person. It was most appropriate to ask him to help take care of Jiang An'an. Being inseparable was just basic operation.

"What things can you be busy with," Jiang Wang said, while pulling her finger down, "Don't bite your nails."

"Hmph!" Jiang An'an was so angry that she wanted to jump down on the spot, but she thought that there was still a distance to go home, so she let it go. "I'm very busy, I can't be bothered to tell you."

Jiang Wang didn't care much, and said casually: "Brother Linghe is a very good person, An'an, you should be polite to him."

"You can't give him a face."

"Don't bite your nails."

The sound gradually faded away.

——"I! Know! La!"