Murong Xue stepped closer, her red cultivation robes hugging her proud figure as her magnificent breasts strained against the fabric, almost popping out from the bold movement. Her sharp phoenix eyes scanned Lin Yuan from head to toe like she was appraising a piece of merchandise.
Lin Yuan tilted his head, scratching the back of his messy hair with a confused expression.
"This is so weird… Since yesterday, I've had so many visitors. Rich people kneeling, girls talking about dual cultivation, now you suddenly show up in my living room saying you want me and more tea. Before all this, nobody ever came to see me. Not even the landlord when the rent was late. What the heck is going on? Did I win some hidden lottery or something?"
Murong Xue lifted a perfect eyebrow, inwardly surprised.
'He's not startled by my looks or my natural fragrance at all? Has he met more beautiful women before, or is this guy just completely dense?'
She walked even closer, deliberately standing in a bold posture that made her chest thrust forward prominently. Her eyes continued scanning him up and down.
Lin Yuan raised his own brow, thinking to himself:
'She looks quite beautiful… but also very scandalous. Dressing like those women from fantasy novels I read online. Isn't she ashamed of herself walking around like that? Though… it's sort of cute. I do like cosplay. Too bad she has that resting bitch face. Makes her look like she wants to kill someone.'
Murong Xue caught the strange look in his eyes and proudly thought to herself.
'He already looks impressed and easily charmed. It's going to be hard for Mother or even Father to accept such an easy man as my husband. I'm not sure I even want him. He might be a weakling. He doesn't seem intelligent or even that good-looking. Tch. He won't survive even a single day in the Murong Clan.'
She sighed disappointedly as her cold but beautiful expression turned even colder.
'From his looks to his mannerisms… he's average at best. I'm not convinced he's truly the Cherished Son of Heaven, even though the aura he gives off feels a little special. How do I test this strange young man?'
Standing nearby, Aunt Zhang saw the clear contempt on Murong Xue's face and felt instant sadness.
She knew many people thought her son was born completely average and talentless. There wasn't much he excelled at in their eyes. But to her, he was a great son… kind, filial, hardworking. She hated how people kept looking down on him.
She was tempted to speak up and defend him so this proud beauty wouldn't look at him with such disdain, but Lin Yuan was a grown man now. He could handle himself. Aunt Zhang forced a smile and stayed quiet, watching anxiously.
Lin Yuan gave Murong Xue a strange look.
"Look, I have no interest in going anywhere with you. But you're a visitor, so I must treat you well. Sit down. I'll get you something to eat."
Murong Xue glanced around their modest apartment.
It wasn't dirty, but to a rich prodigy like her, it felt like a cluttered dumpster compared to her clan's luxurious immortal caves.
'Eating here would probably give me food poisoning…'
She held her flat stomach.
"Then I'll have something light."
An expectedly arrogant reply.
Lin Yuan was already tying an apron around his waist as he smiled casually.
"Don't worry about it."
Murong Xue saw the confident look on his face and her cheeks suddenly turned red. She quickly hmphed and returned to her seat, questioning why her heart had fluttered for a second like a highschool girl.
'I, Murong Xue, am not a highschool girl! Do better!'
She folded her sylph-like arms under her proud chest.
A few minutes later.
The aroma from the kitchen began to spread.
A focused Lin Yuan pulled a tray of golden biscuits out of the oven… simple leftover ingredients turned into something that smelled divine.
The moment the heavenly scent left the kitchen and hit Murong Xue, she jerked violently in her chair as if a wave of pure pleasure had washed over her body.
A soft, involuntary moan almost escaped her lips.
"Ah…♥️"
Aunt Zhang looked concerned.
"Miss, is everything fine?"
"Of course!" (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞
Murong Xue forced out.
But in her mind she was shocked.
'How is she not smelling or feeling this?! The fragrance is so good… ahhhh my body's going crazyyy~ I'm biting my lip to hold back my moans!'
Lin Yuan walked back into the living room with the tray and a nonchalant on his face.
"Here, try these biscuits. They aren't anything special since I made them from leftovers."
Before he could finish talking, Murong Xue's sapphire eyes went wide.
She stared at the golden biscuits in disbelief.
'There are magic seals on these biscuits! High-grade ones… no, these look like Sacred-grade pill seals! How did he make something like this from leftovers?!'
She was so mesmerized she didn't even hear his words.
Her hand reached out greedily.
Suddenly whoosh!
A force of wind pushed Murong Xue several steps back.
Su Wan'er appeared right next to Lin Yuan with her pretty face filled with fury. She had rushed over after sensing the spiritual qi fluctuation from her family's scouts.
"Murong Xue! Stay away from Yuan Yuan!"
Murong Xue steadied herself and her phoenix eyes flashed with anger as she threw an insult.
"Hmph! Su Clan vixen! Yesterday you were grinding on him like a bitch in heat, and now you dare warn me? Shameless!"
The two peerless beauties glared at each other fiercely as their spiritual qi clashed in the air.
One with gentle yet possessive sword intent.
The other with fiery, domineering pressure.
A completely stunned Lin Yuan stood between them.
"Wan'er?! Miss Murong?! What's going on?!"
Su Wan'er placed her butter-smooth palm on his chest and smiled up at him with soft eyes.
"Yuan Yuan… don't bother yourself with her."
There was so much "intent" in her words.
From the way she gripped his chest with her dainty fingers to how her pink lips became more prominent and glossier the softer she spoke to him. Su Wan'er has charms like a vixen and even a morally upright man like Lin Yuan would fall for them in a single glance.
'Hmm, Wan'er has been so straightforward lately.'
That was all he could think.
Murong Xue's beautiful face wrinkled with disgust.
"DON'T TOUCH HIM SO CASUALLY!"
The elegantly buxom and mean-faced beauty erupted at the childhood sweetheart.