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

After changing his clothes, Qin Luo casually tossed his old clothes to the security guard next to him, said "thank you," and turned around again, this time truly leaving.

A group of security guards watched his retreating figure, then glanced at the tightly closed office door, their minds filled with questions and shock—who exactly was this guy? What happened between him and Sister Rose inside? Sister Rose even gave him clothes to wear? And… he just swaggered away wearing Anbang's clothes?

Qin Luo ignored the gazes behind him, walked straight through the noisy casino hall, and exited the magnificent casino building. Outside, dusk was approaching, and the setting sun gilded the western mountains with a golden-red hue.

Following the direction indicated by Night Rose, he headed towards the mountain path behind the casino. Sure enough, after walking for less than ten minutes, the forest thickened, and a crystal-clear, gently flowing stream lay before him. The stream wasn't wide; he could cross it by stepping on a few protruding stones.

Qin Luo easily leaped across the stream and stood on the opposite bank. Which way should he go next? Night Rose seemed to have said… turn left after crossing the stream?

He tried to recall, but at the time, Night Rose was panicked and spoke rapidly. His attention was more focused on verifying the location's authenticity, and he was indeed a bit unclear about the left and right directions. Was it a left turn? Or perhaps a right turn?
Looking at the two seemingly similar paths hidden among the trees, Qin Luo hesitated for a moment. Instinctively, he chose the one on the right.

Following the path to the right, the ground was covered in soft fallen leaves and mud. The surrounding forest grew increasingly dense, with dappled sunlight filtering through the branches. After walking for about ten minutes, the winding mountain path still offered no sign of the "antique-style buildings" hot spring resort that Night Rose had described. Moreover, the path grew quieter and quieter; there was none of the usual bustling activity expected of a hot spring resort, not even a soul in sight, only the chirping of birds and insects.

"Did we go to the wrong place?"

Qin Luo stopped and frowned slightly. Night Rose probably wouldn't lie to him; he must have just remembered the wrong direction.

Just as he was considering whether to turn back and choose the left path again, the woods ahead suddenly thinned out, and his view opened up.

A clear lake, covering about five or six acres, suddenly appeared before our eyes, like a piece of jade inlaid in the mountains and forests.

The lake water is crystal clear, revealing swaying aquatic plants and the occasional fish swimming leisurely by. A few bold fish even leap out of the water, splashing tiny droplets. Surrounding the lake are large, neatly planned orchards planted with various fruit trees. At this time of year, some trees are already laden with unripe fruit, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of grass, trees, and fruit.

The scene was serene and beautiful, completely different from the "hot spring resort" Qin Luo had imagined, a place where people like Fukuo Kangxiong were hiding. But for some reason, looking at the lake and the surrounding orchards, Qin Luo suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if... he had seen it somewhere before?

He searched his memory carefully, but it was all blurry. His memories before the age of six were already scattered and fragmented, and after entering the orphanage, he had no connection to such idyllic mountain and rural scenery.

Where does this sense of familiarity come from? Could it be that I... visited a similar place when I was a child?

Just as Qin Luo was gazing at the lake, trying to recall something, he heard light footsteps and the rustling of a bamboo basket coming from the path in the orchard to the side.

Qin Luo turned his head to look alertly.

A middle-aged woman dressed in simple blue cloth clothes, her hair tied in a bun at the back of her head, and carrying an old bamboo basket, was walking from the other end of the path. The basket contained several round watermelons, still smelling of earth. The woman wore a gentle, kind smile, and her gaze fell upon Qin Luo.

When Qin Luo saw the woman's face clearly, he was first stunned, and then a rare look of surprise appeared on his face!

"Aunt Feng?!"

This middle-aged woman was none other than Aunt Feng, whom he had met by chance more than half a month ago by the artificial lake at the resort at the foot of Jiufeng Mountain. She had offered him watermelon and had a kind demeanor that gave him a strange sense of familiarity! They had parted in a hurry at the time without exchanging contact information, and Qin Luo thought he would never see her again. He never expected to meet her again in the depths of Xishan!

Aunt Feng didn't seem particularly surprised to see Qin Luo. Her smile became even more kind and warm. She stepped forward, looked at the shirt with the Anbang logo on Qin Luo's body, her eyes flickered slightly, but she quickly returned to normal and said with a smile.

"It's Xiao Luo! What a coincidence! Come, try this watermelon that Auntie just picked. It's grown in the soil of Xishan Mountain, and it's so sweet."

As she spoke, she took a watermelon out of the basket and handed it to Qin Luo, her demeanor as natural as if they were family members who saw each other often.

Suppressing his surprise and doubt, Qin Luo took the heavy watermelon. It was slightly cool to the touch and carried the fresh scent of the mountains and fields.

"Aunt Feng, what are you doing here?"

"I help people look after their orchards and take care of things here."

Aunt Feng smiled and pointed to the surrounding orchards and lakes.

"Come on, there's a pavilion over there. Let's rest there for a bit, and Auntie will cut you some watermelon."

Qin Luo nodded and followed Aunt Feng to a simple but clean wooden pavilion by the lake. Aunt Feng took out a small knife from her basket, washed the watermelon and the knife in the clear lake water, and then skillfully cut the watermelon into even crescent-shaped pieces. The red flesh and black seeds, full of juice, looked incredibly tempting.

"Come on, have a taste."

Aunt Feng handed the largest piece to Qin Luo.

Qin Luo took it and took a bite. Instantly, a burst of sweet and cool juice exploded in his mouth, incredibly sweet, with the unique aroma of watermelon, instantly dispelling the slight heat from the journey and the fatigue after the fierce battle.

"So sweet! I haven't had such a sweet watermelon in ages."

Qin Luo praised it sincerely and finished a large piece of watermelon in a few bites.

Aunt Feng herself didn't eat, but watched him eat heartily with loving eyes, and smiled when she heard this.

"When you were little, you loved eating the watermelons that grew in the sandy soil by the lake. You could eat more than half of one at a time, and no one could stop you."

Qin Luo paused slightly as he ate the melon. When he was little? Here? He looked up at Aunt Feng.

"Aunt Feng, do you recognize me as a child? This orchard... is it yours?"

Aunt Feng shook her head, her gaze drifting into the distance as she looked at the calm lake surface.

“This Xishan Mountain is all Anbang Group’s property. This orchard and this lake are also part of it. We’re just here to ‘guard the gate’ for them.”

She spoke casually, without explaining the specific meaning of "gatekeeper" in detail, and then handed a slice of watermelon to Qin Luo.

"Here, have another piece. Make yourself at home here, don't be shy."

Qin Luo's doubts deepened, but Aunt Feng clearly didn't want to say more, so he didn't press her for details. He ate several more slices of watermelon until he felt a bit full, at which point he stopped.

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Aunt Feng, the watermelon is delicious. But I have some urgent business to attend to, so I have to go now."

"Urgent?"

Aunt Feng looked at him.

"Are you going to find someone?"

Qin Luo nodded, not hiding anything. "Yes, we need to find someone named Fukukō. I heard he's hiding near the hot spring resort, but I'm afraid he'll run away if we go too late."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Feng's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible understanding. She stood up, patted the water off her hands, and said kindly.

"Go ahead and get busy. Remember, you're always welcome here."

Qin Luo also stood up.

"Thank you, Aunt Feng. By the way, do you know how to get to the hot spring resort? I think I... took the wrong turn."

Aunt Feng pointed in the direction he had come from, and then pointed to a more secluded path on the other side of the lake.

"You came from the casino, crossed Xishan Bridge, and should have turned left. You should have seen the hot spring resort sign a few hundred meters away. But you turned right and came around to the lakeside behind the mountain. It's not far from here. See that path? Just follow that path for about five or six minutes, and you'll be right in the back area of ​​the hot spring resort, saving you a lot of time."

Qin Luo looked in the direction she pointed and indeed saw a path half-hidden by grass and trees at the edge of the orchard.

He was secretly delighted; this was an unexpected bonus, as it allowed him to go directly to the backyard and more easily avoid being seen.

"Thank you for your guidance, Aunt Feng! I'll be going now, and I'll come to see you again next time!"

Qin Luo said goodbye.

"Go, be careful on the road."

Aunt Feng smiled and waved.

Qin Luo didn't linger any longer and turned to walk quickly towards the path. Just as Aunt Feng had said, after walking for less than five minutes, passing through a bamboo forest, a sizable group of antique-style buildings suddenly appeared before him.

Pavilions and terraces, artificial hills and flowing water, misty vapor rising in the setting sun, the air filled with a faint smell of sulfur and the fresh fragrance of grass and trees. This is Xishan Hot Spring Resort.

The resort is clearly divided into areas, including a huge indoor hot spring pavilion with a glass dome and an open-air hot spring area built along the mountainside.

Qin Luo sneaked in from a secluded spot in the backyard, avoiding the main passageways and staff.

Following Aunt Feng's directions, he ventured deeper into the villa, towards a more secluded and upscale area.

Soon, he arrived at an open-air hot spring area cleverly separated by bamboo fences and lush flowers and trees.

Each hot spring pool here is independent and built with natural stone. The environment is quiet and secluded, and it is obviously a high-end single or double pool area with a high price.

Qin Luo was trying to find his way around the so-called "Listening to the Rain Pavilion" villa when his gaze swept over a hot spring pool that was half-hidden by several clumps of green bamboo, and he couldn't help but pause.

The steam from the hot spring rose in wisps, reflecting a mesmerizing glow in the afterglow of the setting sun. In the pool, a slender figure stood with her back to him, soaking in the warm water.

The spring water just covered her rounded shoulders, and the clear ripples gently embraced her bare back, outlining its beautiful and sensual curves. Her long, jet-black hair was wet, some clinging to her smooth back, while others floated on the water's surface like seaweed.

Seemingly hearing a slight noise, the woman in the pool turned her head slightly.

Qin Luo saw her profile. Her nose was straight and elegant with a perfect curve. Her red lips appeared even fuller and more rosy due to the heat of the hot spring, and the corners of her lips seemed to be naturally slightly upturned, carrying a faint smile.

She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but had a calm demeanor. Her skin, moisturized by the hot spring and steam, was so fair it seemed to glow. Although only her profile and back were visible, that fleeting glimpse of her face and figure was breathtakingly beautiful.

She was estimated to be over 1.7 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure—the perfect type who was "muscular when undressed and slim when dressed." Since she was soaking in the hot spring, her clothing was extremely revealing, almost naked, which amplified her breathtaking beauty and allure to the extreme.

She seemed unaware that someone was watching her from the bamboo grove not far away. She simply leaned lazily against the pool, continuing to enjoy the hot spring, occasionally raising her hand to splash water with elegant movements.

Qin Luo quickly averted his gaze, knowing better than to look at something improper.

He sneaked in here to find Fukukō, not to peep at beautiful women soaking in the hot springs. Although the woman was excessively beautiful, business was more important at the moment.

He was about to quietly leave, bypass the pool, and continue searching for "Tingyuxuan" when a thought suddenly struck him—this woman could enjoy this secluded and upscale hot spring pool alone, and her temperament and appearance were so outstanding, could it be... related to Anbang Group? Or even, could she be An Ruoxi, the legendary adopted daughter of Anbang Group?
Just as Qin Luo was about to look away and quietly retreat, the woman in the pool seemed to have sensed something.

Her body, which had been lazily leaning against the edge of the pool, paused slightly, and then she actually stood up from the hot spring!
The hot spring water cascaded down her body, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, her slender, well-proportioned, and curvaceous body seemed to be draped in a golden halo, breathtakingly beautiful, yet fleeting—because she moved extremely quickly, reaching out and pulling the snow-white bathrobe draped over the bamboo rack beside her, tightening the belt to completely cover up her boundless spring scenery.

She turned around, her gaze as cold as an icy spring, and landed precisely on Qin Luo, who was standing at the edge of the bamboo forest not far away and had not yet completely disappeared.

A barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed in those extremely beautiful eyes, which seemed to contain little human emotion, before being covered by a thin layer of anger.

"Who let you in?"

The woman's voice rang out, clear and melodious, yet carrying a natural indifference and condescending majesty, like the frost and snow on a cold winter morning.

"I gave instructions beforehand that no men are allowed in this area when I'm soaking in the hot springs. Are you new here? Don't you know the rules?"

She clearly mistook Qin Luo, who was wearing the Anbang Group uniform, for a new employee in the villa who was ignorant and had accidentally trespassed into a forbidden area.

When Qin Luo realized that she had discovered him, he stopped hiding and walked out from behind the bamboo shadows.

He was about to explain that he wasn't an employee, but had simply wandered in by mistake and wanted to ask where the person in charge of the resort was...

"Young Miss! Young Miss, please calm down!"

A panicked voice approached from afar, accompanied by hurried footsteps.

A man in his thirties, wearing the uniform of the hot spring resort's management, with slicked-back hair, looking like a supervisor, ran over, covered in sweat.

He had clearly heard the commotion or been notified and rushed over to handle it.

The supervisor first bowed and smiled obsequiously at the woman wrapped in a bathrobe.

"Miss, I'm so sorry! It was our negligence that disturbed you!"

Then he suddenly turned around to face Qin Luo, and the fear on his face instantly turned into the arrogance and anger he showed when facing a subordinate. He pointed at Qin Luo's nose and scolded him sharply.

"Which department are you from? Are you blind? Didn't you see the 'No Entry' sign outside? This is the young lady's private hot spring area! Who gave you permission to barge in?! Get out of here right now! Immediately! Right now!" (End of Chapter)