Uncle Shazhu, a simple-minded man in a courtyard house, persuades people with reason.

Luo Chengjun's offer of help was well-intentioned, and He Ping'an naturally wouldn't be ungrateful enough to point it out. He coughed lightly, half-jokingly glancing at Bai Ling:

"There's nothing I can do. Little Yushui just likes being breastfed by pretty older women! Someone turned me away, so for Yushui's health, I had no choice but to settle for second best!"

"You scoundrel!" Whether it was because the words were too blunt, or because she remembered He Ping'an's burning gaze from a few nights ago, Bai Ling's spirited little face suddenly turned bright red.

Luo Chengjun was also happy to see the ambiguous interaction between the two young people. He and Bai Ling's father were, in fact, comrades-in-arms from the same trench.

However, they ultimately took different paths. He, due to his higher level of education, went undercover in Beiping, while Lao Bai continued to be a gunman. Because of this relationship, he specifically transferred people to work under him. Bai Ling came to Beiping ostensibly for work, but in reality, she came to learn.

Of course, it's even better now. He really thinks highly of He Ping'an... He's both scholarly and martial, grateful, capable, and has a clean family. In the organization, he's a golden son-in-law that's hard to find even with a lantern!

He naturally hoped that the young couple would get together, and even if they didn't, it would be good to sever the marriage between He Ping'an and that girl from the Lou family!

"Hmm... If you want to find a partner, go somewhere else. This old lady can't stay up late; I need to rest!"

Luo Chengjun cleared his throat and took the opportunity to assign tasks:

"He Ping'an, I'm giving you a task. For the next two days, you'll be in charge of all our Party's activities within Beiping City. Bai Ling will be your dedicated communications officer, and of course, you'll also be responsible for her safety!"

"Old Luo, the more I look at you, the more you resemble a matchmaker!" He Ping'an teased, then turned to chase after Bai Ling, who had already run away in embarrassment.

Given Luo Chengjun's shrewdness, how could he not have made arrangements before leaving, entrusting him with specific tasks? The last sentence was the real purpose; otherwise, Bai Ling wouldn't have run away shyly!

"You...you let go!" Bai Ling, a little girl, was no match for He Ping'an. She was grabbed by the wrist as soon as she stepped out the door.

Seeing the usually cheerful and outgoing girl now so shy that she was even stuttering, He Ping'an chuckled, but gripped her hand even tighter.

"Young men admire young women, what's there to be shy about! Comrade Bai Ling, will you be my girlfriend? (The term 'girlfriend' gradually became popular after the May Fourth Movement in 1919)"

He Ping'an looked into Bai Ling's eyes with utmost sincerity, and their gazes met. After a long while, the shy Bai Ling was the first to give in, trying to pull her hand away. She tried twice without success, and then, in a fit of pique, mumbled:

"Why don't you go find the young lady from the Lou family? She's rich, beautiful, and willing to keep a low profile in front of you!"

These words made He Ping'an's teeth ache. Even in his jealousy, he couldn't resist sniping at his rival. To tone down her brilliance? She might as well just say Lou Xiaohui is a rich girl with a strong personality!

"What, did I guess right?"

Bai Ling hadn't received a reply from He Ping'an for a long time, and she thought he was really considering Lou Xiaohui. For a moment, her aggrieved eyes welled up with tears, and her blushing face disappeared.

Seeing this, He Ping'an smiled wryly, released Bai Ling's wrist, and grasped her shoulders with both hands to straighten her up. He then spoke seriously:

"I don't like money, or rather, I don't like money obtained through exploitation! Otherwise, with my abilities, not only Lou Bancheng, but the entire city would have to bow down to me! I admit that Lou Xiaohui's gentleness does attract me, but your confidence is even more captivating!"

After saying that, He Ping'an kissed the red lips he had longed for with all his might. Only when Bai Ling kept pounding his shoulders did he reluctantly let go.

"rogue!"

Watching the girl flee in disarray, He Ping'an, a lovesick fool, touched the corner of his mouth and chased after her with a smile. As a classmate, he felt obligated to help Bai Ling get a kiss. Hmm… and Lou Xiaohui too!

It has to be said, women are fickle. Bai Ling, who invited He Ping'an in just a few days ago, is now firmly blocking the doorway. Helpless, he had no choice but to give up…

Enter openly and legitimately through the main entrance!

Bai Ling had just breathed a sigh of relief when she suddenly felt a warm touch on her neck, and was pulled into a strong embrace, whereupon she was kissed forcefully once again.

Inside, Bai Ling, who had already learned to kiss, kept stroking He Ping'an's waist with her delicate hands. Every woman has this innate skill, learned without a teacher!

Bai Ling's little tricks were no different from tickling He Ping'an's; he continued to take advantage of the beauty with a grin. He even hoped that Bai Ling would keep making a fuss for a while longer, maybe he could even stay overnight.

Unfortunately… even though the pretty girl's clothes were a bit loose, He Ping'an was still forcefully pushed out the door. Of course, a goodnight kiss was still given!

The next morning, having successfully acquired a beautiful young woman, He Ping'an was in a good mood. On his way to school, when no one was around, he even hummed a song from his past life. Until, a black Studebaker blocked his way...

"Mr. He, my husband invites you!" A burly young man dressed in black shorts walked up to He Ping'an and gestured for him to enter.

For a fleeting moment, He Ping'an even suspected that his identity had been discovered by that group of wealthy merchants. Then, he thought again and sighed inwardly, realizing that love truly could cloud one's judgment. Even the Secret Service couldn't uncover his background; those guys?

Aside from wealthy businessmen and the Secret Service, given his public identity, there's only one person who could have connections with such a powerful figure!

Having figured all this out, He Ping'an calmly glanced at the newcomer, then, carrying the little one in his arms, calmly got into the car without the slightest panic. He even gave instructions to the man in black:

"I don't know how long I'll need to talk to your husband. Remember to ask for leave from school for me; I don't like skipping classes!"

The man in black was taken aback. Any normal person would be frightened and panicked upon seeing this scene. But this man not only remained calm but even had the leisure to ask for leave.

With such poise, it's no wonder his young mistress liked him, even going so far as to disobey her teacher's orders. At this moment, he did admire this young man somewhat, but unfortunately, he was just a servant, while the young man before him was merely a somewhat clever student.

In Beiping, no one could go against his master's wishes!

He Ping'an had no idea what the man in black was thinking, otherwise he probably would have burst out laughing.

No matter how rich Lou Bancheng is, he is just a merchant. His nickname is just a nickname. If you take it seriously, it's just a joke... nothing more!

The car headed east, passing Dongsi Archway in Dongcheng District, and stopped at the entrance of a Western-style house in a hutong adjacent to the former residence of Prince Gong of the Qing Dynasty.

"please!"

Seeing He Ping'an's extraordinary demeanor, the man in black didn't hesitate to curry favor. But as the saying goes, no matter how powerful he is, he's still a servant, and a servant is a servant. The person before him… though impossible, what if!

He Ping'an stepped out of the car and nodded his thanks. Looking towards the courtyard, sure enough... the three large characters "Lou Mansion" stood prominently on it!