Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

Qin Luo looked at this place, which was clearly a women's beauty spa, with a puzzled expression.

"Why did you bring me here? I don't get beauty treatments."

Natalie blinked her captivating blue eyes and smiled mischievously.

"Didn't I say I'd show you beautiful women's long, white legs? The beauticians here are all hand-picked beauties, with great figures and fair skin. When they provide service... hehe, you know what I mean~" She deliberately dragged out the last syllable.

Qin Luo didn't believe her nonsense. No matter how open a beauty salon is, it's impossible for male customers to just look at beautiful women's legs.

He rolled his eyes at her, clearly annoyed.

Natalie didn't mind, and instead moved closer to Qin Luo, lowering her voice mysteriously with a mischievous smile.

"Boss, would you like to know... what projects I'm mainly here for?"

Looking at her ambiguous expression, Qin Luo felt a sense of unease, but he still guessed based on her words.

"Weight loss? Beauty enhancement? Body shaping?"

Natalie shook her head, her smile becoming even more alluring.

She tiptoed, her red lips almost touching Qin Luo's earlobe, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe as she whispered a few words.

"I'm here for... intimate area treatment~"

Qin Luo's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Natalie! Intimate area care?! This extremely private matter, usually shrouded in secrecy by Chinese women, something they'd rather hide away, she'd just openly and without any qualms told him, her "boss," whom she'd only known for a few days? And even with a hint of boasting and mischief?!

In China, let alone telling someone of the opposite sex, even close female friends might not discuss this topic so openly.

Natalie's openness once again lowered the bar for Qin Luo's understanding.

He felt his ears burning, and a rare sense of embarrassment welled up inside him.

Natalie found Qin Luo's slightly flushed and bewildered handsome face extremely amusing, her blue eyes sparkling with mischievous light.

"Oh, Boss, you look so cute when you blush!"

Instead of restraining herself, she tightened her grip on Qin Luo's arm, her full breasts pressing tightly against his arm as she giggled and pulled him towards Chlitina.

"Come on, come on, go inside and you'll see! I promise you won't be disappointed!"

Qin Luo was almost dragged into this luxurious beauty salon by her, half-heartedly.

Natalie is clearly a super VIP here, receiving extraordinary treatment.

From the hostess at the entrance to the staff in elegant uniforms at the front desk, and even the lobby manager passing by, everyone greeted her with the warmest and most respectful smiles.

"Good afternoon, Miss Natalie!"

"Welcome, Miss Natalie!"

"Miss Natalie, your reserved room is ready."

Natalie simply nodded in response, then, arm in arm with Qin Luo, they walked familiarly through the magnificent lobby, which was filled with a faint fragrance, and went up the spiral staircase to the second floor.

As soon as I stepped onto the carpet on the second floor, a series of silvery, languid, and contented female laughs drifted over.

In the spacious and bright rest area, seven or eight women dressed very elegantly sat or leaned on the soft sofas.

They were of different ages, some still elegant ladies, others young and beautiful girls, and their figures were also different, but without exception they all exuded an air of being pampered and not short of money.

The table was set with exquisite tea snacks and champagne, and the air was filled with the aroma of fine perfumes and coffee.

Natalie's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Wow! Natalie! You brought such a handsome young man with you today?"

Wow! What a handsome guy! Natalie, is this your boyfriend? You kept it a secret for a long time!

"Handsome, look this way! Your big sister will love you!"

"Natalie, that's not fair of you! You've snatched all the good resources from China first!"

"Handsome boy, come sit next to me and let me take a good look at you!"

The group of women were clearly familiar with Natalie, and they started teasing her all at once, their words bold and fiery. Their eyes roamed over Qin Luo without restraint, as if admiring a rare treasure.

Even though Qin Luo was a man of great experience, he was still a little overwhelmed by the scene, feeling like Tang Sanzang who had mistakenly entered the Spider Cave.

Natalie wasn't angry at all; instead, she giggled and responded generously.

"Go away! Don't scare my boss! He's a respectable man! I brought him here today on important business!"

She glanced around, her gaze settling on a woman who was gracefully rising from the sofa, and smiled.

"The main reason for bringing him here is to let him admire the stunningly beautiful legs of our Yao Man!"

All eyes immediately focused on the woman who stood up.

She is Yao Man.

At first glance, she has a typical, delicate and gentle Chinese beauty face, with cascading black hair and fair and smooth skin.

But when she spoke, her slightly stiff Mandarin accent revealed her identity as a Chinese American.

"Hi, Natalie! Is this the... amazing Mr. Qin you mentioned?"

Her gaze fell curiously on Qin Luo, carrying a scrutinizing look and a hint of barely perceptible anticipation.

When Yao Man stood up completely, Qin Luo couldn't help but secretly admire her!
She was a full 1.77 meters tall, an absolute towering figure among women! Even more astonishing were her proportions—her long legs, encased in perfectly tailored beige wide-leg trousers, were estimated to be over 1.13 meters! Truly, "all legs from the neck down"! Paired with her at least 10-centimeter stiletto heels, she stood almost as tall as Qin Luo! She exuded the aura of a top supermodel stepping off a runway!
"Hello, Mr. Qin, I am Yao Man."

Yao Man extended her slender, fair hand with grace and poise.

"Hello, Ms. Yao."

Qin Luo politely shook her hand gently; the touch was cool and delicate.

But his doubts deepened. What was Natalie up to? Bringing him to see her legs? Although those legs were indeed perfect…

"Boss!"

Natalie nudged Qin Luo lightly with her shoulder and gestured with her lips, indicating that he should look at Yao Man's legs.

"Look! Isn't she gorgeous? Isn't she your type?"

Qin Luo subconsciously followed her gaze and looked again at Yao Man's straight and slender legs, from her smooth calves to her thighs, and finally her eyes fell on her knees.

He nodded and spoke the truth.

"It is indeed very beautiful, with perfect proportions."

His frank assessment drew another burst of laughter from the group of ladies around him who loved watching the drama unfold.

"Natalie, your boss is pretty honest!"

"Handsome, just looking isn't enough, how about touching it to feel it?"

"Natalie, can I borrow your boss for a few days? We'll make sure you 'treat' him well!"

Natalie laughed and waved her hand. "Dream on! I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Qin Luo was speechless at the women's bold and explicit teasing, and could only keep his eyes down and do nothing.

At this moment, Natalie put away her joking expression, leaned closer to Qin Luo, lowered her voice, and spoke with a hint of seriousness.

"Boss, take a closer look. Can you spot the problem?"

Question? Qin Luo was slightly taken aback.

He only glanced at it out of politeness and appreciation, without looking into it further.

At this moment, prompted by Natalie, he focused intently on observing Yao Man's legs, especially her knees.

His gaze swept over everything like the most precise scanner.

A few seconds later, Qin Luo frowned slightly, a look of understanding flashing in his eyes.

He pointed to Yao Man's right knee and said.

"Ms. Yao, your right knee and patella have a slight lateral subluxation, shifted by about 2-3 millimeters. This is likely due to the lateral head of the quadriceps muscle being stronger than the medial head, causing long-term traction. I suspect... you've had a previous injury or fracture in your right leg?"

As soon as Qin Luo finished speaking, the rest area fell silent! The ladies who had been laughing and joking just moments before all looked at Yao Man in surprise, and then at Qin Luo.

An incredulous light shone in Yao Man's eyes!
She looked abruptly at Natalie, her voice trembling with excitement.

“Natalie! He…he really figured it out! He figured it out at a glance!”

Natalie smiled smugly, as if to say "I knew it," and gave Qin Luo a thumbs up.

"Boss, amazing! Absolutely correct! Manman was in a serious car accident in the United States last year, fracturing her right tibial plateau. Although the surgery was successful and the bone healed, she was left with this patellar subluxation as a sequela!"

She sighed.

"We consulted the world's top orthopedic experts, including leading figures from Switzerland and Germany, and they all said that the only way to completely correct this tiny displacement is through another surgery to open and reduce it, and to implant an internal fixation plate... but that would..."

"It will leave permanent, noticeable scars."

Qin Luo replied, instantly understanding the crux of the problem.

"That's right!"

Natalie nodded, looking at Yao Man with regret in her eyes.

"For ordinary people, this displacement is almost invisible and does not affect walking or daily life. A small scar may not be a big deal."

But for Manman…” She paused, emphasizing her words.

"She's a top international leg model! She makes a living off those flawless legs! Any blemish, even just a tiny scar on her knee, would be enough to end her career! No brand would hire a leg model with a scar on her knee!"

Yao Man's eyes dimmed, filled with deep helplessness and resentment.

She has put in so much effort and sweat for these legs, but due to an accident, she may have to say goodbye to the stage she loves.

Natalie patted Qin Luo's arm, her eyes becoming eager.

"But! Boss! I heard from Yihan that your traditional Chinese massage is incredibly effective for bone injury recovery! Your techniques are amazing! So I took it upon myself to 'trick' Manman into coming here from America! As soon as she heard there might be hope for a cure without surgery or scarring, she flew over immediately! Now, do you understand why I 'coaxed and tricked' you into coming here?"

She blinked her big eyes, her gaze filled with pleading and expectation.

"Boss, please help Manman, okay?"

Seeing that Qin Luo was only looking at Yao Man's legs and did not immediately express his opinion, Natalie, being impatient, could not help but urge him on.

"Boss! Just give me a straight answer, okay? Stop keeping our Manman hanging!"

She was even more anxious than Yao Man, the person involved.

Yao Man also looked at Qin Luo nervously, her beautiful big eyes filled with expectation and a hint of barely perceptible despair.

For the past year, she had traveled to the top orthopedic clinics in Europe and America and visited countless world-renowned doctors, but the answers she received were surprisingly consistent: without surgery, it was impossible to fully correct the problem! If even the "miraculous traditional Chinese medicine" doctor whom Natalie so highly praised was helpless, then her legs, which she cherished as her life, and her career might really be coming to an end.

"I'm not reconciled..." Yao Man's voice trembled slightly as she whispered.

“I started walking the runway when I was sixteen, and it took me eight years of hard work to finally become the number one leg model among Chinese Americans… But that’s not enough! My goal is to be number one in the world! If my legs can’t be healed, I won’t even be able to keep my current position, let alone be number one in the world…” The disappointment and resentment in her words were touching.

Qin Luo shifted his gaze from Yao Man's legs to her anxious face, a faint yet confident smile curving his lips.

"It's nothing serious. Sit down, it'll be fine soon."

"real?!"

Yao Man and Natalie exclaimed almost simultaneously! Yao Man's eyes instantly lit up with unbelievable surprise!
"of course."

Qin Luo's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable certainty.

Yao Man was so excited she almost jumped up, but immediately sat back down on the soft sofa, looking at Qin Luo with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

Qin Luo asked Natalie to find a small round stool.

He sat down in front of Yao Man and gestured for her to lift her right leg and gently place it on his thigh.

This position brings the two people very close.

Qin Luo stretched out his fingers and gently pressed around Yao Man's right kneecap a few times, then asked.

"Does it hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt, but sometimes it feels a little awkward and I can't exert any force."

Yao Man shook her head.

"If it doesn't hurt, that makes things easier."

Qin Luo nodded, said nothing more, and began to observe Yao Man's knee intently.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and palpation; meticulous observation before treatment is of utmost importance.

Qin Luo's gaze was like the most precise instrument, sweeping over every inch of skin on the knee, the outline of the bones, and the direction of the ligaments.

Upon closer inspection, Qin Luo had to admit that Yao Man's legs were indeed a masterpiece of creation.

Her skin was fair and delicate, like the finest mutton fat jade; her lines were smooth and perfect, like a sculpture; her muscles were well-proportioned and firm, full of strength and beauty.

Even the slight imperfection in the knee area cannot overshadow the overall breathtaking nature of the scene.

"That's definitely the capital of a top leg model..." Qin Luo thought to himself.

However, her knee problem was not complicated and far from requiring the use of "Thirteen Ghost Needles" or "Taiyi Divine Needle".

He recalled a set of ancient massage techniques recorded in the "Medical Classics" specifically for treating muscle and bone misalignments and promoting blood circulation, which was far from the kind of fancy massage taught in medical schools that could only be used to relax rich women.

Qin Luo held his breath and slowly placed his hands on Yao Man's right knee.

His palms were warm, and his fingertips contained a strange power. He began to knead, press, and massage in an extremely mysterious and rhythmic manner. (End of Chapter)