Lin——Wan——rong——"Qin Xian'er read it several times, her face slightly shy, she said in a delicate voice, "Young Master, do you really want to be a servant in the Xiao family for your whole life? With your talent and knowledge, there are very few people in the world who are worthy of serving you."
Lin Wanrong chuckled, "Living a peaceful life is not easy. Why have so many demands?"
Qin Xian'er sighed, then after a while, she said, "Young Master, please wait a moment."
She turned to the bed and fumbled around. Lin Wanrong only heard a series of rustling sounds, and Qin Xian'er had already brought out a package.
She unwrapped the package and took out two exquisite thread-bound booklets, handing them to Lin Wanrong, "These are for you."
Lin Wanrong took a look and saw two beautifully bound booklets, one titled "Damo Fohu Quan" and the other more exaggeratedly labeled "Yijin Jing." The name "Yijin Jing" was widely known. Lin Wanrong felt a bit dizzy; could it be that she wants me to practice martial arts again?
Indeed, Qin Xian'er said seriously, "Young Master, you often travel outside and, with your outstanding talents, it's inevitable to attract jealousy. Here are some self-defense techniques given by my friends. I present them to you, hoping to keep you safe."
Lin Wanrong smiled bitterly and shook his head. Qin Xian'er continued, "Young Master, do you dislike Shaolin Kung Fu? No worries, I have more." She took out another booklet from the package, "Tiangang Beidou Sword Technique. This one is the martial art of Wudang."
Seeing Lin Wanrong still shaking his head, she kept searching and presented books on Emei Disheveled Wind Sword Technique, Kongtong Seven Injuries Fist Technique, one after another. Lin Wanrong found himself dumbfounded. Is this girl running a wholesale business for martial arts secrets? Are these some flea market goods? But these booklets look ancient, and they should be genuine.
Seeing that he seemed uninterested in any of them, Qin Xian'er, a bit disappointed, asked, "Young Master, is there really none you fancy?"
Feeling her disappointment, Lin Wanrong suddenly remembered Xia Qingxuan's expression when she gave him secret books yesterday. He thought, "Is it a trend for women to love martial arts these days?"
Grateful for Qin Xian'er's kindness, he smiled and said, "It's not that I don't appreciate them; it's just that they don't appreciate me. Miss Qin, I'm not young anymore. Learning martial arts at this age may be too late."
Qin Xian'er sighed, understanding the reason he provided. At his current age, learning martial arts indeed seemed a bit late.
Lin Wanrong was easygoing, "Miss, I appreciate your kind intentions. Although I'm not destined for martial arts, I'm fortunate to have a connection with a beautiful lady. Perhaps I might need Miss Xian'er's help in the future."
Seeing his cheerful personality, Qin Xian'er admired him and said playfully, "Young Master, you speak a few words, but then it's back to being unserious."
Seeing Lin Wanrong smiling without saying a word, Qin Xian'er suddenly said with a touch of melancholy, "Xian'er regards Young Master as an intimate friend, trusting you with my secrets. I hope Young Master will keep today's matter confidential."
Lin Wanrong remembered Xia Qingxuan trying to extract Qin Xian'er's identity from him. Today confirmed that Qin Xian'er is indeed not ordinary. He nodded, "Miss, rest assured, I haven't seen anything today."
Hearing this, Qin Xian'er was pleased. She looked at him with a charming smile, making all other flowers lose their color.
Lin Wanrong stared at her in a daze for a long time before he sighed and thought, "This girl, just like Xia Qingxuan, is truly a captivating figure."
Seeing him gazing at her, Qin Xian'er couldn't help blushing and asked gently, "What, what are you looking at?"
Regaining his senses, Lin Wanrong hurriedly said, "Nothing, actually, there's something I'd like Miss Xian'er to help me with."
Hearing this, Qin Xian'er was delighted and said eagerly, "Young Master, please tell me. As long as I can do it, Xian'er will obey."
Seeing her face blush with a hint of excitement, Lin Wanrong joked, "How about, Miss Xian'er, aren't you afraid I might make an inappropriate request?"
Qin Xian'er, with a variety of styles, gave him a glance, "Xian'er is just an ordinary mortal woman. How can she catch Young Master's eye? Even if Xian'er throws herself at Young Master, you probably won't spare a glance."
As she spoke, a trace of melancholy appeared on her face, impressing Lin Wanrong. This girl, with such a charming and sentimental expression, probably captured the hearts of many men.
Lin Wanrong collected his thoughts and said, "Actually, it's nothing special. In a few days, a friend of mine is opening a restaurant. I would like Miss Qin to find two girls to sing some songs on the opening day."
"Oh?" Qin Xian'er wondered, "But I don't know what kind of songs? In our Miao Yu Fang, besides other things, there are many girls who can sing all kinds of songs. What type does Young Master want?"
Lin Wanrong thought for a moment and said, "I want two younger girls, with a delicate appearance and similar heights. And the songs should be pleasant to listen to."
Qin Xian'er smiled, "This is easy. Please wait a moment, Young Master." She went out for a while and returned with two young and beautiful maids, saying to Lin Wanrong, "Young Master, these two girls are from the Clear Stream House. They sing well; what do you think of them?" She then said to the two maids, "This is Young Master Lin. Hurry up and greet him."
The two maids curtsied gently, saying, "Xiao Cui (Xiao Lian) greets Young Master." Their voices were crisp, like orioles singing, and Lin Wanrong secretly thought that Qin Xian'er indeed had a good eye. These two girls not only had good looks but also charming voices.
Lin Wanrong nodded, "Hello, two young ladies. I believe Miss Xian'er has already informed you. I want to teach you a song, and on the day of the restaurant's opening, you'll perform on stage."
Xiao Cui and Xiao Lian glanced at Qin Xian'er. Seeing her nod, they said together, "As long as Young Master commands."
Lin Wanrong thought for a moment and said, "The song is called 'West Chamber,' a small tune from my hometown, inspired by the famous story 'The West Chamber.'"