Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

As Chen Mo stepped out of Xiaoshan Airport, the night breeze of Hangzhou, carrying a wave of heat, hit him in the face.

He took a deep breath; the air was filled with the familiar smell of exhaust fumes and the aroma of barbecue from roadside stalls.

It's still better in China!

I hailed a taxi and gave them my address.

As he drove onto the airport expressway, he took out his phone and dialed his mother's number.

It rang several times before I answered.

"Mom, I'm home."

"Xiao Mo? You've arrived in Hangzhou? Have you eaten yet?"

My mother's voice sounded a bit lighter than during our last phone call.

"I haven't eaten yet, I'll eat when we get back. How's my dad?"

"Your dad is much better!"

The mother's voice was tinged with laughter.

"He ate two bowls of rice for lunch today and even argued with me, complaining that my cooking was too bland. You know, he never used to have the energy to argue with me. Now he has the energy and starts picking on me."

Chen Mo leaned back in his seat with a smile.

"Let me know when you finish your medicine, and I'll send it back."

"No need to send it, the medicine you left last time is enough for three months. Don't worry about home while you're away, just take care of yourself. By the way, how's Wanwan doing lately?"

"That's good, I'll see her in a bit."

"Okay, you go ahead with your work. Remember to eat on time."

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo put it back in his pocket.

My father's health is getting better day by day, which is the only thing that has put my mind at ease lately.

The taxi turned into the residential area, and he bought a plate of fried noodles downstairs and carried it upstairs.

I opened the door, and the lights were on inside.

On the coffee table in the living room was a plate of cut fruit, grapes and oranges, all peeled.

The TV was on, but the volume was turned down very low, as if it were waiting for someone.

Lu Xingyao was curled up on the sofa scrolling through her phone when she heard the door open. She sprang up like a spring, rushed over barefoot without even putting on her slippers, and hung directly on his neck.

"You scumbag! You finally decided to come back!"

She clung to Chen Mo, her legs wrapped around his waist, her hair tickling his chin.

Chen Mo held the fried noodles in one hand and supported her leg with the other, looking down at her.

"Your way of welcoming me must be hard on your back."

"So what if I hurt your back? You've been in America for so long without even a phone call. I thought you'd been kidnapped by some foreign girl!"

"Foreign girls are nowhere near as pretty as you."

"fart!"

Lu Xingyao jumped off him, put her hands on her hips, looked him up and down, and tried to suppress her smile several times.

"You've lost weight. Are you not eating well?"

"I can't get used to American food."

"Serves you right! You ran so far."

The sound of a spatula stirring came from the kitchen, and Su Wan was carrying two plates of food out.

She was wearing a plain-colored loungewear dress, her hair was casually tied back, and there were a few drops of oil stains on her apron.

Upon seeing Chen Mo, she paused, nearly dropping the plate.

Chen Mo walked over, placed the fried noodles on the table, and took the plate from her hand.

Su Wan looked up at him, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back and only said one sentence softly.

"You're back."

"Um."

Chen Mo placed the plate on the table and reached out to tuck a strand of her hair that was loose behind her ear.

"I'm actually hungry."

Su Wan lowered her head, and a faint blush slowly crept up her ears.

She didn't say anything, but turned around and went back into the kitchen, bringing out a bowl of soup and placing it in front of him.

"Let's have the soup first; it's been simmering for an entire afternoon."

Chen Mo sat down, picked up the bowl, and took a sip.

The pork rib and yam soup was simmered to perfection, with the yam soft and tender, the pork ribs falling apart, and the broth clear, sweet, and not greasy.

"Su Wan, your cooking skills have improved again."

Su Wan sat down opposite him, picked up her chopsticks and put a piece of spare rib on his plate, and curled her lips into a smile.

Lu Xingyao walked over from the sofa and plopped down next to Chen Mo, leaning against him.

"You jerk, I've got a gift for you."

"What gift?"

"The interior design for the villa! I've picked out over a dozen sets of curtains, as well as lights and sofa colors. I'll show them to you after you finish eating!"

"OK."

Chen Mo asked while eating.

"What stage is the renovation at?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingyao perked up, sat up straight, and started counting on her fingers for him.

Su Wan took out the photos from her phone and showed them to him, saying something softly.

"There are still a few details that need to be done properly. There are a few uneven spots on the wall finish, so I had the workers redo it."

"How much longer?"

"We'll be able to move in in about a month."

Lu Xingyao said.

"I want to be the first one to move in!"

Su Wan didn't argue with her, but simply stood up to clear the dishes.

Lu Xingyao glanced at her, then at Chen Mo, and suddenly leaned close to his ear, lowering her voice.

"You jerk, while you were away for a month, Sister Su Wan waited for your messages every night. She didn't say anything, but I could tell."

Chen Mo turned to look at the kitchen.

Su Wan was washing dishes with her back to him, the water splashing loudly.

Her shoulders were slightly tense, as if she was restraining something.

He looked away and put the cigarette in his mouth.

Lu Xingyao reached out and took his cigarette, then put it in her mouth and took a drag, coughing from the smoke.

"What kind of lousy smoke is this? It's so pungent!"

"You don't like smoking it."

"What about the cigarettes you said you'd buy me last time?"

"I forgot."

"Scumbag!"

Lu Xingyao shoved the cigarette back into his mouth, jumped off the sofa, and pulled Su Wan into the bedroom.

About twenty minutes later, the bedroom door opened.

Lu Xingyao came out first.

She changed into a black lace halter-neck mini dress, revealing her entire white back. White stockings encased her slender legs, and her high heels clicked on the ground.

Her hair was draped over her shoulders, and she had very thin eyeliner drawn at the corners of her eyes, making her look like a black swan.

She walked up to Chen Mo and turned around.

"Is it pretty?"

"nice."

Chen Mo slowly appreciated it from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top.

She has a curvaceous figure, fair and delicate skin, and especially those beautiful legs in white stockings.

Chen Mo swallowed silently.

She proudly raised her chin, sat down on the sofa, crossed one leg over the other, and her white stockings gleamed faintly under the light.

The bedroom door opened again.

Su Wan came out.

She changed into a purple silk cheongsam with a high slit, flesh-colored stockings covering her calves, and her hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, revealing a section of her fair neck.

She wore very light makeup, and her lipstick was a shade darker than usual.

Unlike Lu Xingyao, she didn't make a scene; she simply walked quietly to Chen Mo.

"I bought this outfit last time I went shopping, and this is the first time I'm wearing it."

Chen Mo's gaze slid from her face to the buttons on her cheongsam, then fell on her calf covered in stockings, looking at it several times.

"It suits you perfectly."

He took Su Wan's hand and pulled her to the other side.

Su Wan's eyelashes trembled, and a faint blush slowly rose to the base of her ears.

Lu Xingyao, who was watching from the sofa, suddenly stood up, sat directly on Chen Mo's lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Sister Su Wan, shall I cultivate first tonight?"

She looked at Su Wan as she spoke, her tone slightly provocative, a smile playing on her lips.

Su Wan did not respond.

She simply wrapped her arms around Chen Mo's waist and pressed her face against his shoulder.

"Let him eat first."

Lu Xingyao paused for a moment before getting off Chen Mo's lap, snorted, but the smile on her face didn't fade.

"Fine, I'll have plenty of time after that jerk finishes his meal."

Chen Mo squeezed their small hands.

"Don't rush, everyone. I'll guide you through the training tonight. Everyone needs to train. We'll talk about it after dinner."

The night in Hangzhou is very quiet, but the noise inside the house is much louder than outside.

That night, Chen Mo taught Lu Xingyao and Su Wan to practice boxing, but the two women had delicate skin and could not endure such physical pain.

The two women started by stretching their muscles and bones. It was very painful, but they didn't stop because they wanted to become stronger.

Su Wan is able to endure hardship; even when in pain, she cries out very softly, like a cat, intermittently, sometimes loud and sometimes soft.

Lu Xingyao's was completely different; she couldn't stand the slightest pain and didn't suppress herself at all, acting as if she wanted the whole building to hear her.

Chen Mo took out some bone-strengthening pills and gave them to the two women to help them regain some strength.

P.S.: The review kept failing, and I had to revise it five or six times. It wasted my time reviewing the market; I'll go back to studying stocks.