episode_0035

The massage session finally ended just before 8 a.m.

“Xiao Yi, I’ll head to work first. There’s some overtime at the company, so I’ll be back in the evening…”

Bai Shuang, standing at the door, heard the sound of an opening door behind her and turned to look.

It was her neighbor stepping out.

She should greet them…

Bai Shuang’s eyes widened instantly.

A tall, curvaceous woman—so tall she nearly brushed the doorframe—wearing a school uniform and carrying a small bag walked out lethargically and quietly.

Two meters.

At least two meters tall.

So tall!

Li Huayu kept her head down, wearing the flattest shoes possible.

After being provoked by Lin Yi the day before, she hadn’t left her house, devoured all the rice at home, and grew another three centimeters. Now, she stood at a staggering 2.1 meters.

Today was Sunday, and she still had to report to school, with classes officially starting tomorrow.

“…Lin Yi, and his wife… Who are you?”

Li Huayu frowned slightly at the unfamiliar woman holding hands with Lin Yi at the door.

“Oh… I’m his wife—well, his actual wife has left, so as her best friend, I’m temporarily taking on her duties. For now, I’m his wife.”

Bai Shuang coughed lightly and explained, “Hello, I’m Bai Shuang.”

“Bai Shuang? Your body… is in great shape. Smooth blood flow, no discomfort, not a single trace of illness. But… why is there liquid sloshing around in your lower abdomen?”

Li Huayu’s eyes gleamed sharply, like X-rays, scrutinizing Bai Shuang thoroughly.

Bai Shuang shivered, feeling as if something sharp had pierced through her, dissecting her completely.

“Uh… May I ask your name?”

“Li Huayu. Didn’t Lin Yi introduce me to you?”

Li Huayu glanced at Lin Yi, who stood by the door.

“I forgot,” Lin Yi replied simply.

“Is that so? I’m a little hurt.”

“Next time, I’ll introduce you properly.” Lin Yi flashed a smile.

This “youth storm” on wheels was, without a doubt, the most troublesome woman in his life right now.

He still didn’t know her motives, but her stats were absurdly high.

She could climb from the first floor to the thirteenth with her bare hands, and a slap from her—stronger than twice the average man’s strength—couldn’t even break his defense.

It was hard to imagine how much power she’d unleash if she went all out.

“Lin Yi, half of your yang energy has drained away. It’s too sudden—you shouldn’t engage in strenuous activity today, or you might catch a cold.”

Li Huayu scanned Lin Yi’s body, stepping closer to place a warm hand on his face.

“After all, you’re my… neighbor. If something happens to you, I’d blame myself—as a licensed physician.”

Licensed physician!

Bai Shuang’s lips parted slightly as she stared at Li Huayu in shock.

Then she touched her own lower abdomen, giving it a little shake.

No wonder she could see right through her—she was a certified traditional Chinese doctor.

“Um, Dr. Li, if Lin Yi’s yang energy is half gone, how can I replenish it for him?”

Bai Shuang snapped out of her daze, looking at Lin Yi with concern.

“Eat less. Don’t just use your mouth—spit some out.”

Li Huayu’s lips curled into a faint smirk.

“Oh… Oh!”

Bai Shuang’s face flushed slightly.

So it was about that.

She’d actually found it quite enjoyable.

After all, among the Chinese zodiac, there was the Monkey 🐒.

“I’d better go. I’m running late, really late!”

Noticing the time on her watch, Bai Shuang dashed into the elevator that had just arrived, offering an apologetic look. “Dr. Li, coming along?”

“No need. I just remembered I forgot something at home. You go ahead.”

As the elevator doors slowly closed,

Li Huayu looked down at Lin Yi, a faint itch creeping up her spine, her tailbone trembling twice.

Lin Yi gave her a strange look. Why did this “big truck” just shake her butt twice?

Leaking oil?

“Lin Yi, come with me to school today. You wouldn’t refuse me, would you?”

“Fine, but I need to come back in the afternoon to work on my draft.”

“You write novels?”

“Yeah.”

“No wonder you’re broke. Can you even afford three meals a day with how much I eat?”

“😅…”

Now the “big truck” was throwing personal insults.

Lin Yi’s lips twitched.

“Why did Miss Zhuang leave? Did she abandon her pet?”

Li Huayu gripped Lin Yi’s elbow, trying to lift it slightly—as if attempting a normal couple’s arm-in-arm walk. But given her height, Lin Yi could only raise his hand, making it look more like an older sister dragging along a little brother.

“Something came up, I guess.”

Lin Yi answered casually, lowering his hand.

This “big truck” being gentle with him felt downright unnatural.

“Can you tell me what happened? My lips are sealed.”

Li Huayu stubbornly held onto his elbow.

“Probably something with Yayun’s family. I don’t know the details.”

Lin Yi reluctantly raised his hand again.

What was this “big truck” trying to do?

Did she have to hold his hand?

Li Huayu’s eyes flickered. She remembered—Zhuang Yayun’s surname belonged to an ancient family.

A decade ago, they were still thriving and had dealings with her own elders. But in recent years, they’d declined rapidly, unable to keep up with the times, devoured by other families. Now, they were on the verge of collapse.

But that had nothing to do with her.

All she cared about was the little man in front of her.

A man who surpassed the limits of ordinary men—one who could outmatch six thousand.

A man who dared to hit her, to defy her, as if shattering some invisible barrier in her heart.

Even now, he didn’t seem to regard her with reverence, treating her as nothing more than an equal to converse with freely.

In other words—Lin Yi saw her as a dog.

How bold.

And yet, it fascinated and enthralled her.

She wanted nothing more than to pin this man down, slice open his body with a knife, and study every inch of his anatomy.

“Let’s go, Lin Yi. I’ll find you a new job. The school happens to have an opening for a health teacher. I can have the principal arrange it for you—because I don’t want you starving to death as a novelist.”

Li Huayu tugged his hand, speaking bluntly.

“Don’t look down on me, damn it! Who says I’ll starve writing novels?”

Lin Yi immediately bristled.

“Then can you afford the apartment you’re living in now?”

Li Huayu asked seriously.

“…”

Forget buying it—he couldn’t even afford the down payment.

In this world, light novel publishers took such a hefty cut that thousands of writers barely scraped by.

“Enough, don’t fuss. Be good. It’s normal for an owner to arrange work for their little dog.”

Li Huayu smiled, her gaze tender as if looking at a beloved pet.

After some thought, Lin Yi decided to accept.

A health teacher’s job was basically letting students slack off in the infirmary—perfect for him to write on the side and earn extra cash.

But one question lingered:

What exactly did Li Huayu, this “youth storm on wheels,” want from him?

What was she after this time?

Lin Yi let her drag him into the elevator.

Twelfth floor.

Luo Tianyou hurried to the door, slipping on her shoes.

“Oh my god, Lin Yi’s neighbor is a licensed physician—and a two-meter-tall one at that! No, no, this is way too dangerous. I have to follow them. If this woman drains Lin Yi dry, who’s gonna comfort me?”

“I’m here for pure love, pure love! Why are there so many women around Lin Yi? Do they all just want pure, unadulterated sex?”

……

Downstairs.

A woman in a white dress, her hair disheveled over her face, wore crimson high heels.

A chilling aura radiated from her.

“Lin Yi, your coworkers really know how to keep their mouths shut. I had to beat three of them before I got your address.”

Shen Xixi bit her own hair as she entered the building and pressed the button for the thirteenth floor.