"Little sister, look at that vase—how exquisite the craftsmanship is! It has great capacity, surely able to hold much more dew."
Ignaz whistled as he walked sideways toward the vase, lightly patting his chest with his left hand. Indeed, his little sister was too domineering—just greeting Ye Lingling was enough to anger her like this.
His dear Bing'er had such a better temperament.
"What did you just say? Say it again."
Dugu Yan glared viciously at Ignaz, who had walked aside.
"Nothing? I was saying this bottle has great capacity; it can hold more dew."
"Ignaz the liar, hurry up and leave this room."
Though Dugu Yan wasn't sure if Ignaz was indirectly insulting her, she needed to have a good talk with Ye Lingling right now—having a man in the room was truly inappropriate.
Ignaz looked back at Dugu Yan, his heart hardening. Fine, fine, fine—your temper is just like your grandfather's, changing at the drop of a hat, right? No problem, one day your big brother will properly adjust your attitude.
How could he let a woman lord over him, especially a somewhat thorny one? His dear Bing'er was so much better—he wondered how she was doing now.
As the door closed heavily from inside, just as Ignaz was about to head to the adjacent room to rest, his footsteps suddenly stopped. He pressed his back against the wall, combining his powerful mental strength to carefully listen to the movement inside:
"I really want to hear whether little sister will badmouth me in front of Lingling or chat about some unspeakable matters."
Ye Lingling, seeing Dugu Yan's quite smug appearance, immediately moved close to her side and lightly twisted her slender waist with her right hand.
"Ah—"
Dugu Yan immediately let out a soft cry. Fortunately, Ignaz wasn't in the room at this moment, or else this charming sound would have made her extremely embarrassed.
Ignaz, eavesdropping through the wall, heard this sound and his eyes flashed with golden light. All his attention focused on the movement inside, his mouth forming a strange smile.
"Lingling, what are you doing? That hurt!"
Hearing this, Ye Lingling showed no concern, instead looking at Dugu Yan with some resentment:
"Fine! What a matchmaker—you promised to help me find someone, but now you've beaten me to it, falling for the big liar you mentioned."
"And looking at you two's state, your progress is way too fast. Where did the cold and strong Dugu Yan of the past go? Actually bewitched by someone just slightly better-looking—I'm embarrassed for you."
Dugu Yan felt somewhat speechless but still showed signs of wanting to defend herself:
"That's not it! If you, Lingling, witnessed Brother Ignaz's abilities firsthand, you'd know how amazing he is."
"Oh? Brother Ignaz? Even your way of addressing him has changed?"
Ye Lingling examined Dugu Yan with great curiosity, then smiled and leaned close to her ear, continuing to tease:
"Amazing? How amazing? Could it be—"
Before Ye Lingling could finish, not only did Dugu Yan's face turn incredibly red, but even her ears became extremely hot. She immediately pushed Ye Lingling away, saying shyly:
"You perverted girl!"
"Right, Lingling, this perverted girl—not cultivating all day but instead generating fantasies from gossip. If she corrupts little sister, I'll be the one suffering in the end!"
Ignaz felt quite vexed, throwing a heavy punch that struck the wall. The marble-made, wooden-colored wall actually showed several cracks, making Ignaz somewhat panicked:
"This commotion—they won't notice inside, will they?"
Ignaz was about to leave immediately but stopped again after hearing the movement inside.
"Yan, you're overthinking. I didn't say anything."
Ye Lingling put her hands on her hips, her cheeks puffed with indignation. She said what she said and thought what she thought, but all these wicked thoughts wouldn't affect anyone.
It was Dugu Yan's weak will—couldn't blame anyone else.
"However—"
Ye Lingling rubbed her chin, walking around Dugu Yan thoughtfully with an ill-intentioned smile:
"Yan, what have you been eating lately? Not only did you suddenly grow taller, but your figure has become increasingly attractive. Come, take off your clothes—I'll help examine you."
"That's not appropriate! We're sisters—I'm not that kind of person!"
Dugu Yan looked seriously at Ye Lingling, who was becoming increasingly strange, and sharply refused.
Ignaz, hiding outside and listening, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't expected that the usually silent and reserved Ye Lingling, with her perfect noble upbringing, would actually be like this behind the scenes. Too much—she was even more lustful than him, a man.
"Right, the lighting here is too bright and it's too spacious—many things can't be properly displayed for you, Yanyan. No matter, let's go to the inner room where the lighting is dimmer. I'm a physician, you must listen to me. I'll give you a thorough examination to ensure this rapid growth doesn't leave you with any ailments."
Before Dugu Yan could react, Ye Lingling grabbed her hand and quickly walked toward the inner room.
At this moment, Ignaz, listening outside, was extremely angry:
"No, it can't be like this!"
He then angrily threw a punch, directly smashing a hole through the already cracked wall:
"It's over, I'm exposed!"
Ignaz's heart felt like the tension and fear of personally experiencing jumping into a furnace.
The two women, hearing this commotion, immediately turned back and clearly saw the hole.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling looked at each other, their faces flushing with embarrassment, especially Ye Lingling, who was dazed, her face burning with shame.
In less than three seconds, both women's eyes instantly revealed endless murderous intent. They clenched their fists, their tender little hands seeming ready to draw blood. Dugu Yan was first to rush out:
"Who? Who exactly was eavesdropping?"
She looked left and right but didn't discover the thief who had stolen their conversation, while the outside situation was particularly quiet.
"Could it be Brother Ignaz? In the entire Ye Family Medical Hall, besides a few female physicians, he's the only man left. If not him, who else would be so bored?"
Dugu Yan angrily walked toward the adjacent room. If it really was Brother Ignaz eavesdropping on their conversation, especially that content, she would be even more mortified.
But before that, she would definitely give him a good beating, even have Grandpa discipline this ill-mannered future grandson-in-law. Ye Lingling also followed closely behind Dugu Yan, the red shame on her face still not dissipated.
The door was heavily kicked open. Dugu Yan angrily looked into the room—empty. Her spirit power suddenly released, quite furious:
"Fine! This big liar actually hid himself."
Suddenly, as the inner room door was gently pushed open, Ignaz walked out slowly holding a green porcelain bottle with a weed from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well stuck in it.
"Little sister, Miss Lingling, do you think my flower arrangement looks good? Green matched with blue-green—I always feel something's missing somewhere."
With all the deceptive shamelessness he had accumulated in his life, Ignaz cheerfully introduced his handiwork to them.
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