Chapter 501: The Little Fox’s Strange Behavior

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Repeatedly, the little fox’s heart was shaken to its core.

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The Next Morning.

“Ugh, I, the great little fox, have truly seen it all now…”

“So many… variations!”

Tushan Yingyu had spent the entire night trembling atop the corner cabinet.

The “intense efforts” of Wang Haoran had left her “innocent” mind utterly traumatized.

Though she didn’t need to sleep, there was a difference between not needing sleep and being unable to sleep!

“Hmph, filthy scoundrel!”

As the room finally quieted down.

The little fox nimbly leapt down from the cabinet and tiptoed toward Wang Haoran’s resting body.

In her Mythical Realm form, no one could detect her—except Wang Haoran.

Unaware of this, the little fox believed she was being very sneaky as she approached Wang Haoran—

Her curiosity got the better of her as she began to secretly observe him.

“Wow…”

“I really don’t get why they’re so into this…”

Tushan Yingyu couldn’t help but lean in for a closer look.

Her light frame gracefully landed on Wang Haoran’s chest.

“Seriously, what’s the big deal… it’s not that impressive…”

Despite her dismissive words, she couldn’t stop herself from swallowing nervously.

“Damn it… why does this guy’s scent smell so good…”

She felt an inexplicable attraction to Wang Haoran’s aura.

Especially now, that pull was even stronger.

After glancing back at the sleeping Wang Haoran to make sure his eyes were still closed.

The little fox couldn’t resist reaching out with her tiny paw to give him a little poke.

Then she took a deep sniff—

The next second.

As if drawn in by his scent, her entire body relaxed, and she unconsciously stuck out her small tongue…

And then…

“……!”

“……W-what am I doing?!”

Realizing her bizarre behavior, Tushan Yingyu’s small body flushed with shame.

“Damn it!”

“I’m no longer pure!”

She kicked Wang Haoran’s stomach several times with her powerful hind legs.

Forcing Wang Haoran to open his eyes and grumble, “Hey, hey, what are you doing?!”

“Hmph!”

Of course, Tushan Yingyu couldn’t admit that she had impulsively “tasted” him and was now throwing a tantrum out of embarrassment.

So, she came up with an excuse—

“I’m kicking you, you filthy scoundrel!”

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After the New Year.

Wang Haoran found himself busier than ever.

He had too many “in-laws” to visit.

Women like Xia Xinyan and Liu Yunshuang, who lived in S City, were relatively easy to handle. But women like Chen Ranni and Yun Ling’er, who lived outside the city, were much more troublesome.

On top of that, Fu Xue frequently came over to his house to play—

It was during this hectic time that Wang Haoran received a call from Zhao Yu.

“Miss Zhao Yu, you’re feeling cold again?”

“Alright, come over. I’ll be home this afternoon.”

“No problem, I’m free anyway!”

After agreeing on the time and place for the treatment.

Wang Haoran, harboring “less-than-pure” intentions, immediately got up to prepare.

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On the Other End of the Call.

After hanging up, Zhao Yu, who was lying in bed, couldn’t help but cover her flushed face.

“Ah—what’s wrong with me?!”

She rolled around on her bed in embarrassment.

Ever since her last treatment with Aunt Zhu’s boyfriend, she had started acting strangely.

She couldn’t stop thinking about his face, and even more so, about the “treatment process”…

To the point where she began looking forward to her “cold energy” flaring up again!

Wang Haoran’s advice to “avoid cultivating” had gone completely unheeded—

“This way, I can not only improve my strength but also accelerate the accumulation of cold energy…”

In fact, she had been cultivating even more diligently than before!

The result was that, in less than half a month, her body had started feeling cold again.

When she noticed the symptoms, she felt an inexplicable excitement.

And immediately called Wang Haoran—

“Going to his house for treatment…”

At this moment.

Thinking about their appointment, Zhao Yu leapt out of bed and began picking out clothes from her wardrobe.

“Which one looks best…”

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After spending over half an hour choosing an outfit.

Zhao Yu spent nearly another hour doing her makeup in front of the mirror.

Finally, under the puzzled gazes of her parents, she eagerly left the house.

Seeing their daughter lively and energetic again, Zhao Ruihu and his wife felt relieved.

Previously, Zhao Ruihu had specifically gone to Qingfeng Temple to seek a master to treat his daughter’s illness.

But after describing her symptoms, the Daoist stroked his beard.

Claiming that “the cold energy has invaded her body; a ritual must be performed to expel the evil, followed by taking this talisman-infused water for forty-nine days!”

The more he listened, the less credible it sounded.

As someone who read a lot of novels, he couldn’t help but feel that such an elaborate treatment would not only fail but might worsen her condition.

And that’s when a “heroic male protagonist” would appear, effortlessly curing his daughter’s illness.

While humiliating the Daoist and winning his daughter’s favor!

Of course, Zhao Ruihu knew reality wasn’t a novel, so he still planned to bring the Daoist down the mountain to examine his daughter.

But just then, he received a call from his wife with good news.

So he rushed home—

“That Wang Haoran is truly remarkable!”

“Such a young man, yet so skilled in medicine!”

Sitting on the sofa, Zhao Ruihu marveled.

“Exactly, no wonder Ah Nan likes him!”

Chen Lan echoed her husband’s sentiments.

At that moment.

A phone call interrupted their conversation.

“Hello?” Chen Lan quickly answered.

The call ended shortly after.

“Who was it?” Zhao Ruihu asked curiously.

“Sigh, it was Ah Jing.”

Thinking of her dear friend, Chen Lan couldn’t help but sigh.

Despite being the eldest daughter of a prestigious family, she had fallen in love with a poor boy and even eloped to a small town with him.

Her father had been so furious that he disowned her.

Over the years, through occasional contact, Chen Lan learned that her friend hadn’t been doing well.

Her husband had been injured at work, leaving him with a limp.

To make ends meet, she had to work two jobs, and the once-beautiful woman had aged prematurely.

However, her son had turned out to be promising, earning admission to S University through his own efforts.

This time, her friend had called to ask for help, as her son was about to graduate and needed a job.

“Sigh, Ah Jing has always been proud. This is the first time she’s asked me for a favor.”

“I have to help her!”

So, Chen Lan began discussing with Zhao Ruihu.

They decided to find a good position for her friend’s son, Qin Fan.