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Having rinsed the bubbles from her hair, Tang Guihua stood up straight with her legs but remained bending at the waist as she rubbed the water out of her hair with a towel.
She glanced up and saw Luo Yang still pumping water continuously, looking straight at her, and she chuckled flirtatiously, "Niu Zai, what are you daydreaming about?"
"Huh? Nothing."
Luo Yang snapped back to reality and then stopped. As she bent over to towel her hair again, his eyes slid to her delicate and tender nape. Under the sunlight, her fair skin was dazzling.
After rubbing her hair for a while, Tang Guihua straightened her body and shook her damp locks, exuding a seductive and enchanting air. A few droplets of water clung to her pretty face, adding a touch of wildness. Her figure-hugging T-shirt was slightly wet around the round neckline, showcasing her full and prominent bust, which left much to the imagination.
"Niu Zai!"
With a sudden call that startled Luo Yang into a confused jump, Tang Guihua laughed heartily, her smile blooming like flowers in the breeze.
"Sister Guihua," Luo Yang grinned sheepishly, feeling his face grow hot.
Tang Guihua, with a smile still on her lips, gave Luo Yang a light look and then went inside to change clothes.
When she emerged, she was clad in a shiny top and an A-line skirt, its hem tucked in, revealing two long, smooth, and round legs. From thigh to ankle, the lines were flawless and sleek. She wore red flat shoes, refreshingly chic yet charming.
She ran her hands through her hair and gave it another shake, then looked over with a teasing smile. Luo Yang quickly averted his gaze.
"Get in the car."
Upon entering the Peugeot 308, Luo Yang took the passenger seat and, while buckling his seatbelt, glanced at Tang Guihua inadvertently. Indeed, he saw the seatbelt slanting across her chest, outlining two ample peaks that seemed ready to burst from her clothes, a rough yet artistic vision.
His eyes moved lower, catching sight of her tender, flawless thighs, and Luo Yang almost wanted to reach out and touch them, feeling they must be smooth and supple.
"Niu Zai, what are you looking at?" Tang Guihua asked with a smile.
"Sister Guihua, your clothes are very pretty," Luo Yang looked openly a few more times.
Tang Guihua smiled without responding and started the car, slowly pulling onto the road.
"Niu Zai, did you bring nothing with you?"
"I just need to bring a person there."
"You're the most impressive doctor I've ever seen. Treating sickness with empty hands. Master Kongkong."
"Sister Guihua, I brought acupuncture needles," Luo Yang said.
Seeing that Luo Yang's gaze kept drifting toward her chest, Tang Guihua's thoughts churned. She mused, "If he really can treat fibroadenoma, then mine wouldn't need to be excised. How does such a young man possess such advanced medical knowledge? He is handsome, and if he's also skilled, he'll certainly be someone famous in the future. I must continue to keep an eye on him. There aren't many capable and handsome men in this world."
With these thoughts, she gave him a tender glance and saw him quickly look away, which amused her.
The car passed Xiaoshulin Market and continued southwest for about three miles until they reached Shilu Market, one of the four markets in Hongyun Town. This market was busier than Xiaoshulin Market, with a longer main street that served as a transport hub connecting several towns.
The Lin Family Residence was located at the end of the main street of Shilu Market, a prime feng shui spot by the mountain. Four villas surrounded a central garden complete with bridges, pavilions, pagodas, artificial hills, and large trees—a display of extraordinary grandeur. The place emanated the aura of newfound wealth reaching for the skies.
This was the Lin Family's old house, akin to a forbidden area, where ordinary people dared not approach lightly, suggesting a 'no entry for strangers' atmosphere.
Lin Tianhua's three sons rarely stayed here, occasionally spending just three or five days when they did visit.
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On this day, by happenstance, Lin Tianhua's youngest son, also known as Lin Yuqing's third brother, Lin Guofa, had returned and was sitting in the living room, chatting with his mother and sister.
Lin Guofa had inherited his old man's two dense eyebrows, like wild grass, covering his eyes—considered a genuine Lin family trademark.
"Sis, aren't you worried about running into a charlatan? The hospital says you need surgery, but some barefoot doctor can cure your fibroma?" Lin Guofa squinted as he spoke.
"Who knows. If he's a charlatan, just give him a good beating for me," Lin Yuqing replied, cuddling a chubby cat and sitting askew on the leather sofa.
"If he dares to mess around in our Lin Family, I'll break his arms and legs," Lin Guofa said, curling the corners of his mouth.
Sitting beside Lin Yuqing was her mother, Zhang Ruotao, dressed in sparkling jewels. Despite her age, you could still tell she was once a beautiful woman. Unfortunately, she wore too much makeup, lacking in elegance and became more greasy-looking as she aged.
Right then, the sound of a car approached; it was Luo Yang and Tang Guihua arriving.
Luo Yang had been near the Lin Family Residence before, only managing to glance from afar at the gardens inside, feeling a forbidding atmosphere almost hostile. He never imagined he would actually be visiting the Lin Family and have the chance to admire the gardens up close.
The car pulled up to the villa's entrance, where several luxury cars were already parked not far away—BMWs, Ferraris, and a Rolls-Royce Phantom that Luo Yang vowed to buy once he had the money. Its long wheelbase resulted in a spacious interior, while the vertical radiator grille and tall lights lent it an extraordinary presence.
"I'll buy one of those when I get rich," Luo Yang pointed at the Rolls-Royce Phantom.
"Ambitious. When you do, lend it to me for a spin," Tang Guihua said with a smile.
"Sister Guihua, I'll take you for a drive then. Or maybe I'll buy one of those sports cars. They seem pretty cool too," Luo Yang pointed at the red Ferrari.
Tang Guihua chuckled.
"First you need to replace your bike that doesn't even have mudguards," she laughed.
"Sister Guihua, I'll either stick with what I have or go straight for the Rolls-Royce Phantom. Just watch," Luo Yang lifted his chin confidently.
"Wow, that's some audacious goal. Kid, I'm with you," she laughed heartily.
"You won't regret sticking with me," Luo Yang replied.
As they spoke, the pair reached the villa's door. Tang Guihua reached out to ring the doorbell.
The maid opened the door and escorted Luo Yang and Tang Guihua into the living room before leaving.
Lin Guofa's gaze immediately fixed on Tang Guihua's stunning appearance. His eyes lingered on her from head to toe, then tracked back up again.
"Please sit down," Zhang Ruotao invited them.
Soon after, Luo Yang and Tang Guihua took seats on another two-seater sofa.
Scanning around, he noticed Lin Yuqing, who looked to be twenty-one or twenty-two, wearing a low-cut top with a hint of cleavage and very short shorts. Her legs were bent on the sofa, white and tender, with her toenails painted in bright orange polish, shining brightly.
The plump cat was rubbing back and forth against her chest, clearly seeking affection from its owner.
Seeing that Tang Guihua had brought a young man along, Lin Yuqing asked curiously, "Doctor Tang, didn't you say you were bringing a Little Miracle Doctor to treat me? Where are they?"
Tang Guihua smiled and said, "He is the one."
Everyone's gaze suddenly turned toward Luo Yang, filled with suspicion.