Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

As a result of offending the doctor, the awful-tasting Chinese medicine turned into two bowls the next day, leading Shen Mingchao to seriously suspect that this was Huo Daofu's deliberate revenge.

The worst part is that this man doesn't take any money; he just tortures you, and you can't do anything about it.

Shen Mingchao gave a bitter smile, telling himself to bear it. They've already helped treat his illness for free, so he shouldn't ask for too much.

In the depths of winter, Yucun Village was unexpectedly blanketed in snow.

The wind carried fine snowflakes, like crumpled sugar, so delicate that they melted away before they even touched the ground.

Shen Mingchao's family is from the north, and he grew up watching snow. He has no particular attachment to snow. Now that he lives in the south, he thought he would never see snow again, but he was quite lucky.

There was no one else in the village house. Wu Xie and the others were afraid that she was still weak after recovering from a serious illness and that going out would cause her to catch a cold and her condition to relapse, so they didn't let her go to Xilaimian for lunch.

These past few days, he's just been sending someone who's not busy to bring him food. Sometimes, when he's really too busy, Shen Mingchao will take care of things himself.

Not wanting to miss this rare first snow, Shen Mingchao bundled himself up and went to the courtyard. He sat on the swing, his feet touching the ground, and slowly rocked back and forth.

The surroundings were quiet, and my heart calmed down as well.

She thought this was the charm of nature, which could make people unconsciously become immersed in it, and even purify their souls.

After an unknown amount of time, the snow gradually stopped.

Shen Mingchao saw a shadowy figure flash before his eyes, and then someone sat down next to him. The swing, feeling the weight, swayed more violently.

She snapped out of her daze and turned to look.

I was immediately struck by its beauty.

The person in front of me was a stunningly beautiful woman with a head of flowing, wavy hair and striking, elegant features, like the most beautiful and dazzling red rose.

Every glance exudes allure, making it impossible to look away.

"May I ask who you are?"

The beautiful woman smiled and said only two words: "Guess."

Her tone was tender and her eyes were captivating.

Shen Mingchao exclaimed in his heart: Top-tier succubus!

"I couldn't guess." She then asked, "Do we know each other?"

"I know her," the beautiful woman nodded. "We're quite close."

Shen Mingchao was dumbfounded. As someone who was obsessed with looks, there was no way she wouldn't remember such a stunning beauty.

"Excuse me, beautiful lady, could you please tell me your name?"

My surname is Zhang.

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingchao suddenly realized that she was from the Zhang family. No wonder the model was so outstanding. This must be a rare and outstanding woman from the Zhang family.

"Are you here to see the clan chief, sister? He's not here; he's in Xilaimian. You can go there to find him."

The Zhang family members who came to Yucun must be looking for Zhang Qilan, so she kindly gave the beautiful lady directions.

Unexpectedly, the Zhang family woman shook her head, stared intently at her, and uttered a startling statement.

"No, I came to find you."

Being approached by the Zhang family was hardly a good thing. Shen Mingchao immediately sprang up from the swing, keeping his distance, and cautiously asked, "What do you want with me?"

The beauty's smile became even more alluring, but her words were utterly terrifying: "I want to take you away."

Oh no, this feels like the Black and White Impermanence are here to claim my life.

Shen Mingchao kept backing away, his mind racing, and finally came to an outrageous conclusion.

This woman is probably someone Zhang Qilin has a romantic entanglement with, and now she's come knocking on his door, treating him as a potential rival.

That won't do.

What? Female rivalry? Throw it further away!

Shen Mingchao explained earnestly, "Sister, you must have misunderstood something. I've always respected my idol as an elder, and I've never had any ulterior motives. Our relationship is completely innocent, as heaven and earth can attest!"

She widened her eyes, her gaze as firm as if she had joined the Party, as if afraid the other party wouldn't believe her.

She couldn't bear the jealousy of the Zhang family, so it seemed she would have to keep a safe distance from Zhang Qiyu from now on.

"Hahaha..."

The beautiful woman suddenly broke down in laughter, her voice changing by the end.

His voice was as rough as a man's.

Shen Mingchao was terrified and instinctively wanted to run back into the house, but as soon as he lifted his foot, his wrist was grabbed.

"Okay, I'm not teasing you anymore."

It was still a male voice.

Shen Mingchao pondered the sound carefully and sensed a familiarity. She remembered the Zhang family's ability to disguise themselves, and a thought surfaced in her mind. She turned to them uncertainly and asked, "Brother Zhang?"

"It's me." Zhang Haiyan tossed her hair and winked at Shen Mingchao: "How about it? How about we go take some photos together next time? I can be your sissy."

"Not very good." Shen Mingchao's face darkened. "Brother Zhang, you'd better stop with your magic."

Zhang Qiyan pursed his lips and explained, "This is a skill passed down in our family."

"oh."

"..." Zhang Haiyan exploded: "Isn't your reaction a bit too bland?!"

Shen Mingchao took a deep breath, then raised his voice: "Wow! That's amazing!"

"It looks a bit fake."

"What else do you want?!" Shen Mingchao said angrily. She was already being lenient by not swearing at him after he had just teased her.

"Now it's real." Zhang Haiyan nodded in satisfaction.

Damn! He's really asking for it.

Shen Mingchao rolled his eyes and asked, "Why did you come here disguised like this? What do you want with me?"

"I already said that."

Shen Mingchao tilted his head: "You want to take me away? What do you mean?"

"It means that something happened at our headquarters and we were called back, so we might not be able to return to Yuchun for a while."

I understand; they've come to say goodbye.

"Then why did you take me away?"

Zhang Haiyan laughed and said, "The Zhang family headquarters is in Hong Kong. Don't you want to go and see it? Just treat it as a trip, all expenses paid."

Wow! That sounds so tempting.

But Shen Mingchao still shook his head and raised a very real problem: "I don't have a Hong Kong and Macao travel permit."

"No problem, we've got your back." Zhang Haiyan raised an eyebrow, tempting her, "How about it? Want to come?"

"Uh..." Just as Shen Mingchao was struggling with his question, another voice interrupted.

"Sea Salt, stop talking."

Shen Mingchao looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhang Qianjun standing steadily on the wall, giving people the feeling of a hermit master.

Zhang Haiyan frowned: "You followed me here?"

"That's not the point." Zhang Qianjun stared intently at the courtyard gate and said in a deep voice, "The clan leader has returned."

Zhang Haiyan froze, turned her head, and met Zhang Qilan's gaze, who was carrying a thermos.

It was chilling to the bone.

Speaking of which, isn't it a bit inappropriate to poach someone's partner in front of the clan leader?

Zhang Haiyan had a sudden inspiration and came up with a win-win solution: just poach the clan leader, and then it wouldn't count as poaching the clan leader's man.

He extended an invitation to Zhang Qilan: "Clan Chief, why don't you go to Hong Kong too? Consider it an inspection tour."

Zhang Qianjun: Holy crap, is he really a genius?

Zhang Qianjun immediately denied it: No, no, no, he's just courting death. Didn't he see the clan leader's glare? If he doesn't run faster, he'll be caught in the crossfire.

"Take care, Ming Dynasty. Until we meet again." After saying this, Zhang Qianjun jumped over the wall and ran away.

Zhang Haiyan was left alone to bear the pressure.

Zhang Qilan slowly walked over and handed the thermos to Shen Mingchao: "Go back inside and eat."

"Okay." Before leaving, Shen Mingchao gave Zhang Haiyan a "good luck" look, then turned around and went back into the house, leaving a crack in the door.

A moment later, the faint sound of someone wailing could be heard from outside.

Shen Mingchao: Mmm, the food smells delicious!