Just two days later, Ning Xiuying went to Ning Fa's place to deliver spiritual materials as instructed by Ning Shaohong.
"Here are the spiritual materials for ten Essence Replenishing Pills. I'll come back next month to deliver the other materials and collect the pills you've refined," the radiant and beautiful Ning Xiuying said with a charming laugh.
This time, she wasn't wearing her usual fiery red battle armor, but a milky white one. Although the exact defensive capabilities were unknown, the colorful glow emanating from it clearly indicated it was no ordinary item. The style was similar to before, perhaps even more revealing, with her long, slender legs exposed by the short skirt armor, blindingly white. As she gently played with her hair by her ear, the curves hidden beneath the thin chest plate surged.
"Alright, thank you, Sister Xiuying," Ning Fa replied, his gaze involuntarily following her movements.
Ning Xiuying puffed out her chest and, with an undiminished smile, said, "What's the point of just looking? How about you touch it?"
Ning Fa exclaimed in surprise, "Can I really?"
"Of course." Ning Xiuying looked at him with a half-smile.
Ning Fa regretfully withdrew his gaze, his face full of righteousness. "Sister Xiuying, what kind of person do you think I am! I've always respected you deeply. How could I have such improper thoughts?"
Ning Xiuying dropped her smile and glared fiercely at him. "You'd better know what's good for you. If you dare, I'll chop off your dog paws!"
Ning Fa shivered and quickly shook his head, indicating he wouldn't dare.
Ning Xiuying turned to leave. After taking two steps, she turned back and smiled enchantingly, "If you can become a Rank 1 Mid-grade Pill Master in the family, I might actually let you touch it." With that, she left, chuckling.
Ning Fa lowered his head and carefully examined his hands, then chuckled softly, "Good brothers, just wait a little longer. Your good days are coming soon."
As soon as he returned indoors, a knock sounded at the door. He couldn't help but wonder, Could that Sister Xiuying have changed her mind and it's okay now?
When he opened the door, he saw someone he never expected. It was Liu Qinghui, whom Ning Fa had referred to as a "green tea bitch." She was wearing a light green, narrow-sleeved gauze dress, looking graceful and elegant with fair skin and a picturesque face. Her beauty and temperament were far superior to any woman Ning Fa had seen in his previous life, possessing a unique delicate charm that made one's heart flutter.
Ning Fa was once again struck by her beauty. No wonder when he had claimed in the Pill Hall last time that he had kissed her, it had infuriated Ning Ruiming to no end. He smacked his lips and thought to himself, A true beauty, but alas, she plays the green tea.
Ning Fa said with annoyance, "What are you doing here?"
Ning Fa's rude attitude caused Liu Qinghui's delicate eyebrows to furrow slightly. She said softly, "You were injured before. I came to see if you've recovered."
Hearing this, Ning Fa's heart stirred. This woman seemed to have been showing him kindness. When he had passed out last time, he heard she had visited him, and now she had come in person. Did I misunderstand her? Is she not a green tea after all?
Ning Fa immediately scoffed. With his extensive experience from his previous life, he was sure he wasn't mistaken. Perhaps she was afraid that he would rise in power later and cause trouble for her family, so she wanted to mend their relationship. But how could that be? Ning Fa was known for holding grudges. Although his previous self had been wronged by her, he had inherited everything from his past life, meaning he had been wronged by her too. He, Ning Fa, had always been the one to wrong others, and now he had been wronged by someone else. How could he not seek revenge for such humiliation?
Especially her father, Liu Zhili, that old scoundrel. He had publicly broken off the engagement, which had angered his father, Ning Zhiyuan, to the point of nearly going berserk and suffering severe injuries. It had also made their entire family a laughingstock within the clan. How could such a deep-seated hatred be easily let go?
Ning Fa couldn't be bothered to waste words with her. He rolled his eyes and said, "I'm fine. Please leave." With that, he was about to close the door.
However, the door was blocked by a slender, boneless jade-like hand. Liu Qinghui, with a tearful expression, said, "Ning Fa, do you really hate me that much? I even brought the Osmanthus Cake you used to love the most. I made it myself."
Ning Fa raised an eyebrow, sneering inwardly. These little tricks won't work on me. Just as he was about to pry Liu Qinghui's hand away and forcefully close the door, his peripheral vision caught sight of Ning Chuanwei, with his shifty eyes, who had quietly appeared a dozen feet away. Ning Chuanwei was looking this way with a gossip-filled expression and glowing eyes.
Ning Fa's mind raced. This guy was a notorious gossip. Anything he knew would spread throughout Pingchang Island in no time. Ning Fa thought of a brilliant idea, an idea that could infuriate Ning Ruiming even more. Ning Ruiming had repeatedly targeted him, and Ning Fa already hated him to the bone. He had a plan for revenge, but the time wasn't right yet. Now, he could take some interest.
A sly smile flashed across Ning Fa's lips. He dropped his impatient demeanor and, with a beaming smile, raised his voice, "Qinghui, you're so good to me, making my favorite Osmanthus Cake yourself. Come in quickly, let's have a good drink tonight!"
With that, Ning Fa opened his right hand, intending to pull Liu Qinghui into the house. His right hand was very close to Liu Qinghui's shoulder, appearing as if he were resting it on her shoulder. Ning Chuanwei, witnessing all this, had his mouth agape, his eyes filled with disbelief, and a blazing fire of gossip ignited within them.
Ning Fa's sudden change in attitude surprised Liu Qinghui. However, as her eyes flickered towards Ning Chuanwei's direction, a hint of an inexplicable smile flashed in her eyes. She obediently followed Ning Fa into the house.
"Big news, big news!..."
Seeing the main gate tightly shut, Ning Chuanwei couldn't help but feel very regretful. He then muttered with a face full of excitement, looked around, and ran east with a lewd grin.
As soon as he entered the house, Ning Fa immediately reverted to his usual cold demeanor, not even willing to bring Liu Qinghui into the main hall.
He sat himself on a stone chair in the courtyard and said irritably, "If you have nothing else, you can leave. Take that Osmanthus Cake with you too; it's the thing I hate eating the most right now."
However, Liu Qinghui ignored Ning Fa's cold shoulder. She looked him up and down, a strange glint flowing in her beautiful eyes. She said softly, "I feel like you've changed a lot. Your personality wasn't like this before."
Ning Fa's heart couldn't help but panic, but he kept a straight face and sneered, "Then I should thank you for letting me grow."
Liu Qinghui was silent for a moment, then sat on another stone chair. She opened the food box in her hands, placed a plate of tempting Osmanthus Cake on the stone table, and pushed it towards Ning Fa, looking at him with anticipation.
Ning Fa narrowed his eyes as he looked at her, suddenly feeling that this woman wasn't just here to mend their relationship.