Luo Yang couldn't directly hold Tang Guihua's hand and enter the house.
If An Yuying saw that, he would again have to spend time coaxing her around.
At the doorway, Luo Yang let go of her hand.
But Tang Guihua didn't want to go in; she clearly wanted Luo Yang to hold her hand as they entered.
This was a problem for Luo Yang.
For someone else, holding Tang Guihua's hand and walking in would have been a piece of cake.
But Luo Yang couldn't just do that.
An Yuying was actually a bit jealous, and if she saw Luo Yang holding Tang Guihua's hand as they entered, the outcome was predictable.
"Sister Guihua, come in," Luo Yang whispered in her ear.
But Tang Guihua shook her head.
Luo Yang pecked at Tang Guihua's red lips a few times, but it didn't change her mind.
Unlike An Yuying, Tang Guihua was stubborn and not so easily swayed.
She just wanted An Yuying to see Luo Yang holding her hand to provoke her.
Luo Yang saw through Tang Guihua's intentions.
"Sister Guihua, after dinner, I'll carry you home," Luo Yang whispered again.
"No," Tang Guihua said firmly, her neck stiff.
However, a smile lingered at the corner of her mouth.
Suddenly inspired, Luo Yang whispered again, "Sister Guihua, just wait a moment, I'll lead you in."
Having said that, Luo Yang went into the house first.
Tang Guihua stood there, waiting curiously, not knowing what Luo Yang was up to.
In fact, Luo Yang was going in to lead An Yuying out.
He walked in and smiled, "Sister An, come with me."
With that, he took An Yuying's hand and started walking towards the door.
The other beauties were all curious, exchanging glances.
"Niu Zai, where are you going?" An Yuying asked sweetly.
"To talk about something," Luo Yang said.
As they reached the door and saw Tang Guihua still standing there, he knew it would work.
When Tang Guihua saw Luo Yang leading An Yuying by the hand, her lips pursed again, and her face clearly expressed jealousy.
"Let's go inside and talk," he said,
while reaching out with his right hand to take Tang Guihua's hand.
Fortunately, Tang Guihua let Luo Yang take her hand.
Thus, Luo Yang, holding An Yuying with his left hand and Tang Guihua with his right, led them both into the house.
Qin Piao and Fang Lin saw this and couldn't help but smirk.
Hong Jiaxin raised her disdainful lips, giving Luo Yang a look as if she found it unwatchable.
"Let's eat first, and then we'll talk," Luo Yang said with a smile.
An Yuying was a bit jealous but didn't make a scene and obediently sat down.
"I'd better go home to eat," Tang Guihua said.
"Sister Guihua, come on, sit down and eat, the food is getting cold," Luo Yang said, pulling Tang Guihua's hand.
Swiftly, he wrapped both arms around Tang Guihua's slender waist and pulled her down.
Tang Guihua giggled girlishly; at first, she refused to sit, but as Luo Yang applied more force, she had no choice but to sit down.
At that moment, Luo Yang's face was right up against Tang Guihua's chest.
It was warm and soft.
The beauties saw Luo Yang cozily nestled against Tang Guihua's chest and exchanged smiles.
Hong Jiaxin's lips curled even higher.
An Yuying, both anxious and jealous, said sweetly, "Niu Zai, why are you lying on Guihua's body?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Guihua hurriedly said, "Yuying, can't you see what he wants to do?"
What Tang Guihua meant was that Luo Yang and she were very close.
But Qin Piao interjected, "Drink milk."
At that, Luo Yang got goosebumps, feeling his ears heat up.
Sister Guihua blushed, painting even her neck a rosy shade.
Qin Piao giggled, Fang Lin covered her mouth laughing, while Hong Jiaxin let out a cold chuckle.
"Niu Zai, aren't we going to eat?" An Yuying spoke in a coy voice.
"Let's eat, everyone," Luo Yang said sheepishly.
With this commotion, Sister Guihua decided not to leave and stayed to eat together.
Luo Yang stole glances at the beauties present, becoming even more flustered when he caught them looking back at him occasionally.
He was silent, and the room quieted down as everyone focused on truly eating their meal.
At that moment, Luo Yang's phone rang.
It was a call from Xu Huimin.
"Sister Xu, what's up?" Luo Yang asked.
"Didn't you say you wanted to open a martial arts school? The permit has been issued," Xu Huimin said.
Upon hearing this good news, Luo Yang felt a thrill of excitement through his entire body.
The location rented for the martial arts school hardly needed any renovations, just a simple fix-up would do.
Chen Jie had already had it slightly renovated, and it was ready to open and take in disciples at any time.
"Then I'll come and get it tomorrow, and take you and Uncle Xu out for a meal," Luo Yang said.
"Let's talk when you get here. I'm still busy with other things, so I'll hang up now," Xu Huimin laughed.
"Okay, see you tomorrow," Luo Yang said excitedly.
After hanging up, the beauties around Luo Yang asked about his conversation, and upon learning that the permit for opening his martial arts school was approved, they all shared his joy.
"Master, what should I wear for the opening of the martial arts school?" Qin Piao asked.
She was Luo Yang's disciple.
Luo Yang had once asked Chen Jie to help find someone to make martial arts uniforms, but he wasn't sure if she had managed to get it done.
Chen Jie's beauty salon had been sabotaged recently, and she was in a terrible mood; Luo Yang felt it was not appropriate to phone her now.
"We don't have a uniform yet, and it's too late to custom-make any. I'm thinking of opening tomorrow," Luo Yang said.
A few disciples, a few sets of martial arts uniforms; no factory would take such a small order.
"Why don't we all buy some matching tracksuits to wear for now, and later we can make uniforms that look the same? Wouldn't that work?" Sister Guihua suggested.
"Right, who will take care of buying the clothes?" Luo Yang asked.
Qin Piao volunteered for the task eagerly.
So, Luo Yang immediately went upstairs and took out two thousand yuan to give to Qin Piao.
Luo Yang's disciples included Hong Jiaxin, Qin Piao, Tang De Xing, Shuang Qiao, Xiao Daniu, and Dai Bao Jian—seven people in total.
One sports outfit per person, two to three hundred yuan each, should suffice.
So Luo Yang phoned Tang Dexing, Shuang Qiao, Xiao Daniu, and Dai Bao Jian, asking the five of them to send their measurements such as height and bust to facilitate purchasing well-fitting tracksuits.
All the disciples were excited about attending the opening ceremony at the martial arts school.
An Yuying had always considered herself the Master's wife, and she had intended to become Luo Yang's disciple too, but upon finding out that would make her Hong Jiaxin's junior, she decided against it.
Sister Guihua's reason for not becoming a disciple was similar to An Yuying's.
She also regarded herself as the Master's wife.
Fang Lin had mentioned becoming Luo Yang's disciple, but it hadn't been decided yet.
Now that Luo Yang's martial arts school was about to open, if she didn't formally become a disciple soon, there would be even more senior disciples above her later on.
"Niu Zai, I also want to become your disciple, is that okay?" Fang Lin asked.
"That's fine, but you must meet one condition," Luo Yang said with a smile.
"What condition?" Fang Lin asked, curious.
Seeing the sly smile tugging at Luo Yang's lips, Hong Jiaxin knew he was up to no good.
"Sister Fang, don't mind him. He's trying to take advantage of you," Hong Jiaxin said.
"Niu Zai, you're not serious, are you?" Fang Lin also laughed.
"You all caught on to that, huh? Clever. Sister Fang, for this discipleship, you should offer… hehe," Luo Yang grinned.
Hearing him say that, An Yuying and Sister Guihua pouted and shot him a stern glance.
Hong Jiaxin scoffed, "Listen to him! He actually wants Sister Fang to commit herself to him, that's ridiculous."
Luo Yang laughed, "Class leader, I didn't say 'commit yourself,' I just meant she should offer me a drink. Look where your mind went," he chuckled.
At this, everyone else laughed.
Indeed, Luo Yang had not directly said "offer yourself," and Hong Jiaxin had fallen into his trap. She glared at him lightly, but there was nothing she could do about it.