Chapter 32: Luoluo’s Magnanimity

After arriving at their lodging in Baichui Town, Wang Haoran had Old Mo take the other four guards to liaise with the local contacts.

At first, Old Mo was worried about his safety, but after seeing Luoluo display her skills, he obediently left.

Once Old Mo was gone, Wang Haoran and Luoluo started strolling around.

Suddenly, he spotted a familiar figure on the street.

“Ling’er?”

Seeing this familiar profile from afar, Wang Haoran was puzzled.

According to the timeline, shouldn’t Yun Ling’er be back at the village undergoing her grandmother’s “research”? How come she arrived in Baichui Town so early?

Now, Yun Ling’er was dressed in a faded school uniform, sporting twin ponytails, with a shy and bashful look on her childish face.

Isn’t this the outfit she wore to “entertain guests” to complete her Love Gu?

Wang Haoran furrowed his brows and followed her.

Sure enough, after walking a bit, Yun Ling’er arrived at a building with a sign that read “Foot Massage, Reflexology, Back Walking.”

“…Why did she come here so soon?”

Wang Haoran became even more puzzled.

Luoluo, noticing his thoughts, smiled considerately, “If you’re worried, go in and check. I’ll wait here for you!”

Before Wang Haoran could speak, Luoluo gave him a push and walked to a nearby stall.

“Haoran, go on. I’m going to have a bowl of soup here!”

“But, you better hurry! I don’t have any money on me!”

“If you’re not quick, I might get stuck washing dishes!”

Hearing Luoluo’s words, Wang Haoran didn’t hesitate anymore and followed Yun Ling’er into the building.

As Wang Haoran walked in, the surrounding patrons eating noodles and soup were a bit stunned.

“Girl, don’t you know what goes on in there?”

“Of course I know! The sign says ‘Foot Massage, Reflexology, Back Walking,’ doesn’t it?”

Luoluo looked puzzled, not understanding why the elderly woman asked.

Seeing her innocent expression, the woman became more anxious. “That sign is just for show! Inside, there are vixens waiting to drain your man dry!”

“Don’t believe me? Just ask him how much he spent when he comes back!”

Luoluo remained indifferent, “No need. All our money is with my hus… my husband. I don’t manage the finances. If he doesn’t come back, I can’t even pay for my soup!”

Actually, Wang Haoran had already transferred a large sum to Luoluo, but she said this to remind him to hurry up and not get too carried away with Ling’er.

She knew that although Ling’er wasn’t very strong or tall, she had much more… endurance!

She didn’t want to wait outside for too long!

Hearing Luoluo’s words, the elderly woman became even more frantic.

“Girl, take my advice, go bring your man back! If you keep indulging him like this, even if nothing happens now, it will in the future!”

But the woman didn’t expect Luoluo’s next words to render her speechless for a whole year.

“No, if I interrupt him, he won’t be at ease when he’s with sister!”

The woman was stunned.

You actually know your man is with your sister?

And you still let him go!

So submissive, could she be… a kept woman? But with her demeanor, it didn’t seem like it!

Besides, even a kept lover wouldn’t have their partner visit a brothel mid-date, right?

The woman was baffled.

The surrounding male patrons also felt a bit heartbroken.

Such a beautiful lady, yet still a remnant of feudal society!

***

After entering the building, Wang Haoran began subtly hinting to the receptionist.

“Do you have any shai here? You know, the kind…”

“Young, twin ponytails, student, good figure…”

“Preferably just arrived…”

“If it fits my taste, big tip!”

As he spoke, Wang Haoran gestured, deliberately showing off his branded watch.

The receptionist understood, giving him a knowing look, and asked him to wait while they made arrangements.

According to the original storyline, this shop’s boss knew Yun Ling’er, and she “served guests” on her own terms. But the staff didn’t know her, thinking she was a poor girl selling herself to save her father.

Now, with such a young and handsome rich guy like Wang Haoran here, much better than the greasy middle-aged men, they would most likely bring Yun Ling’er over.

He was confident he could catch Yun Ling’er’s eye.

However, Wang Haoran didn’t expect that even if he didn’t interfere and simply came for a foot massage, it would still be Yun Ling’er serving him.

As the receptionist left, the system suddenly spoke.

[Host, since you have some free time, why not draw a prize?]

“? System, what’s gotten into you all of a sudden?”

[This system sees that the host’s forehead is full and complexion is rosy, indicating good fortune and great luck!]

“…No, I’m just fifty points short. I’m saving for a ten-pull at three hundred!”

[Host… please draw. There might be a pleasant surprise!].

“Shut up, I only believe in guaranteed pulls!”

“Insolent merchant, don’t tempt me to spend!”

[…]

After waiting for seven or eight minutes.

Finally, someone pushed the door open and entered.

Sure enough, it was Yun Ling’er.

Wang Haoran was a bit speechless. Normally, the Love Gu was so important to the village, and Yun Ling’er had no one she liked, so dual cultivation should be with someone from the village!

Why come out and find clients? Was it just to throw herself at the protagonist?

Wang Haoran stared at Yun Ling’er, expecting her to “weep” about her tragic fate.

But to his surprise, Yun Ling’er wore a shy smile, mixed with nervousness and anticipation, but no sadness.

What’s going on? Did the timeline shift, changing the approach?

The original story didn’t mention this!

As Wang Haoran was puzzled, Yun Ling’er hesitantly walked over, hugged his arm, and snuggled against it.

“Sir…”

“It’s my first time, please be gentle…”

Feeling the softness on his arm, Wang Haoran was stunned.

Where’s the “sacrifice for the village” attitude? This looks like an ordinary girl selling herself!

Is this really Yun Ling’er?

System, appraisal!

Yun Ling’er: Heroine, Saintess of Yunlai Village

Martial Strength: 195 (late Ming Jin)

Physique: 176 (Love Gu, incomplete)

Mental Strength: 129 (confused)

Affection: 100

It’s her, indeed!

What’s going on?

Thinking of Luoluo’s situation, Wang Haoran had a hunch.

He tentatively asked.

“Ling’er?”