Zhang Xiaoshan was startled and quickly dodged.
Xu Xiaomeng pounced on the bed and grasped at empty air.
"Brother Zhang, do, do you despise me?"
Xu Xiaomeng turned around, her face blushed with embarrassment as she looked at Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan said awkwardly.
"Not at all, Little Meng, I didn’t mean that, I mean, I’m not helping you with any ulterior motives, I just feel like we get along, and you doing this puts me in a difficult position."
"You, you do despise me."
"Then why won’t you accept me."
"I, I’m already an adult, I can."
Xu Xiaomeng gathered her courage and hugged Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan was cornered and so scared that he threw up his hands.
Not daring to reciprocate Xu Xiaomeng’s gesture.
Compared with other women, Xu Xiaomeng had some unique aspects.
She lacked love, lacked care.
If he were to touch Xu Xiaomeng, she would regard him as her rock, her unwavering support, but he already had other women in his life and couldn’t return Xu Xiaomeng’s love in the same way.
This would hurt Xu Xiaomeng.
One should not let those in darkness see the light; then they could endure the darkness. But once they’ve tasted the light after one opens a window for them, plunging them back into darkness afterwards would lead to unbearable pain.
Zhang Xiaoshan wanted to persuade Xu Xiaomeng some more.
Unfortunately, this innocent girl had been brainwashed by the cunning Sun Youyou.
She was hell-bent on offering herself to Zhang Xiaoshan.
Xu Xiaomeng’s small mouth sealed Zhang Xiaoshan’s lips.
Zhang Xiaoshan couldn’t speak.
Additionally, she was tearing at Zhang Xiaoshan’s clothes.
"We can’t, Little Meng, don’t be ."
Zhang Xiaoshan now felt both eager and troubled.
What on earth was going on?
"Cough cough cough..."
Just then, a coughing sound came from outside the courtyard.
Startled, the two of them jerked.
Xu Xiaomeng immediately panicked.
Zhang Xiaoshan was also bewildered.
If he were caught by Xu Chihu, he’d never be able to clear his name, even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
"Little Meng, are you home?"
Xu Chihu, just back from his workout, was stretching his limbs in the yard.
"Oh, I, I’m here, I’m here."
Xu Xiaomeng tidied her disheveled hair and left the room.
Zhang Xiaoshan’s heart was pounding.
Now he was in big trouble.
He hurriedly fastened the buttons that Xu Xiaomeng had undone.
"Dad, why did you come back so soon?"
Xu Xiaomeng asked Xu Chihu nervously.
"Oh, the park was occupied by the square dance ladies tonight, too noisy, so I came back. Little Meng, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever from a cold?"
Xu Chihu, noticing his daughter’s unusual complexion, asked with concern.
Xu Xiaomeng said with a guilty conscience.
"It’s, it’s too hot."
"It’s autumn, what’s there to be hot about?"
"Oh, dad, Brother Zhang is here, he’s inside waiting for you, said he would take a look at your illness."
Xu Xiaomeng hastily changed the subject.
"Oh, young brother Zhang is here, why didn’t you say so earlier."
Xu Chihu hurried into the room.
Zhang Xiaoshan was sitting on Xu Xiaomeng’s small bed. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵
When Xu Chihu entered, he stood up pretending to be calm and smiled.
"Hehe, Uncle Xu, you’ve returned from your exercise, you seem to have recovered well."
"Hehe, yes, yes, thanks to you, look, my body is completely healed."
Zhang Xiaoshan took a look.
His eyes soon revealed a hint of surprise.
There was True Qi flowing inside Xu Chihu’s body.
Within his Dantian, the breath was long and profound.
This was the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, on the verge of reaching Qi Transformation.
Who exactly was Xu Chihu?
His strength was terrifying.
Sensing something unusual in Zhang Xiaoshan’s gaze,
Xu Chihu hesitated and said to Xu Xiaomeng behind him.
"Little Meng, step outside for a moment, I need to speak with your Brother Zhang alone."
Xu Xiaomeng panicked.
Could her father have noticed something?
She wanted to argue for Zhang Xiaoshan.
But Zhang Xiaoshan also said.
"Little Meng, please go out for a while."
"Then, then alright."
After Xu Xiaomeng left, Xu Chihu closed the door and then said to Zhang Xiaoshan.
"Brother Xiaoshan, you must have seen that I am a Qi Condensing Martial Artist, right?"
He was straightforward and direct.
Zhang Xiaoshan nodded.
"Aren’t you curious how I ended up in my current state?"
"Everyone has their own stories and secrets, you must have had your hardships."
"Hehe, Brother Xiaoshan, you’re a good man. I’m relieved to entrust Little Meng to you."
"Entrust her, entrust her to me?"
Zhang Xiaoshan was stunned.
What did Xu Chihu mean by this, helping his daughter strong-arm a marriage?
But nothing had really happened with Xu Xiaomeng yet, right?
Xu Chihu took a cigarette out of his pocket and offered it to Zhang Xiaoshan.
Xu Chihu lit the cigarette himself and then started to tell Zhang Xiaoshan his own story.