Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

The guy next door, Sha Zhu, kowtowed here to become an apprentice and practice his swordsmanship!

He Daqing hasn't left yet, and Sha Zhu is probably still wielding a ladle in the kitchen!

As soon as the four entered, a hostess quickly approached. Chen Xueru, too lazy for pleasantries, went straight to the point:

"Do you have any private rooms available? Please reserve one for us."

"Honored guest, please follow me."

The young woman's gaze swept over the four men: the man had refined features, the woman was beautiful, and both exuded a composed demeanor. Knowing they were no ordinary guests, she immediately bowed and led the way, taking them directly to a private room on the second floor.

Upon entering the private room, Chen Xueru didn't even glance at the menu, but immediately raised her hand and said:

"Bring a table full of your best dishes, don't skimp on the ingredients."

"Please wait a moment, it will be served shortly."

The waiter bowed slightly, turned and left, his movements swift and efficient.

Before long, one steaming, fragrant dish after another filled the round table. Chen Xueru raised her glass, smiling broadly:

"Thanks to my two younger sisters for their help these past few days, and also to Lin Quan for your tremendous support—I'll drink this first as a sign of respect!"

The three exchanged smiles and raised their glasses. A crisp clinking sound filled the air, the aroma of the wine mingling with the warmth of the toast. Chopsticks moved swiftly, food was eaten, and laughter filled the air. The meal lasted nearly an hour before they were finally satisfied.

At this moment, Lin Quan and the other two were slightly tipsy, but their eyes were surprisingly bright; on the other hand, Chen Xueru, after drinking half a bottle of wine, had a flushed face, her eyes were watery and hazy, and she leaned softly against the back of the chair. Her drunkenness was mixed with three parts coquettishness and seven parts natural charm, and she unconsciously leaned towards Lin Quan.

Lin Quan had just opened his mouth to tell her to sit up straight—

Wang Yuyan and Zhu Zhuqing quickly exchanged a glance, and as if they had rehearsed it beforehand, they spoke in unison:

"I'm entrusting Sister Xue Ru to Brother Quan!"

"Zhuqing and I are going to the library for a bit, we'll be back by ourselves later—don't wait for us!"

Lin Quan hesitated, before he could speak—

The two women giggled and linked arms tightly, then turned and left, their skirts fluttering, even their backs exuding a mischievous charm.

How could they not see through Chen Xueru's feelings for Lin Quan?

Logically, they should have been on high alert and kept a tight rein on things. But instead of stopping Lin Quan, they secretly fueled his wavering.

"well……"

Watching the two figures walk further and further away, Lin Quan sighed softly.

With their current abilities, he was truly at ease.

He withdrew his gaze and looked down at the person beside him—

"Lin...Lin Quan? How come...they just left all of a sudden?"

Chen Xueru's voice was soft and sweet, and her body swayed, almost unable to stand.

Lin Quan reached out and steadied her arm, speaking very softly:

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

When he helped Chen Xueru back to the entrance of the silk shop, the girl was already leaning against his shoulder, her hair slightly disheveled, her breath warm, and her steps unsteady as if she were walking on clouds.

As soon as she stepped into the shop, before the two people inside could speak, Chen Xueru raised her hand and waved her hand, her voice clear yet undeniable:

"That's all for today, you can all go home now."

The two shop assistants in the silk shop quickly exchanged a knowing glance.

The next second, they all smiled and nodded slightly, without saying a single unnecessary word.

Before leaving, he also closed the heavy wooden door behind him, locking it with a "click".

Lin Quan didn't think much of it. He simply supported Chen Xueru's shoulder with one hand and put his arm around her waist with the other, half-carrying and half-embracing her as he carried her up to the second floor—her usual little room.

He had just tucked her in and turned to leave when Chen Xueru suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had been jolted awake from a deep dream, and grabbed his wrist tightly!

"Lin...Lin Quan...I...I've made up my mind..."

She bit her lower lip, her fingertips turning white, as if she had used all her strength to squeeze out those words.

Before Lin Quan could respond, she leaned forward and threw herself into his arms, like a flame burning at its brightest, pressing herself against him without reservation.

Lin Quan froze, his breath catching in his throat—he truly hadn't expected that this usually gentle and restrained girl would so resolutely burst through the door at this moment.

"You really don't regret it?"

"Yu Yan and Zhu Qing, they have long been mine."

"Are you sure you want to step in?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xueru's eyes remained calm, but her heart felt as if it had been scalded by something.

Without the slightest hesitation, she blurted out, "I don't care about being number one. As long as you hold a place for me in your heart... that's enough."

The world has changed, and people's hearts have become restless.

She was born into a strict merchant family, but she was not the kind of person who rigidly adhered to old customs;

Compared to Qiao Jingjing, Wang Yuyan, and Zhu Zhuqing, she joined the group the latest and had the weakest foundation—in terms of family background, cultivation, and relationships, she was inferior in every way.

If you don't reach out and grab it, you might not even be able to touch the hem of Lin Quan's clothes with your fingertips.

This time, it was her last gamble, a test of her courage.

If he steps back, we'll be strangers from now on; if he accepts, we'll spend the rest of our lives together.

Faced with such a vibrant, shy, and blushing girl throwing herself into his arms, Lin Quan was no stone sculpture or clay figure; how could he remain unmoved?

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips were slightly moist, and the corners of her eyes were tinged with crimson, like ripples spreading across spring water.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he could no longer control himself.

Before long, the room was filled with soft whispers and long, drawn-out breaths, like a stream flowing into a deep valley, like the wind passing through a pine forest, lingering and undulating, never ceasing.

Nearly an hour later, Chen Xueru finally fell asleep from exhaustion, her breathing even and her cheeks still flushed.

At this moment, Lin Quan, having been tempered by the crystal core, has stepped into the innate realm, and his muscles, bones, blood and energy have far surpassed those of ordinary people.

Chen Xueru was merely a mortal, so naturally she couldn't withstand the attack.

"well……"

He gazed at her peaceful sleeping face, his heart gradually calming down, and he let out a soft sigh.

"Li Hanyi's matter hasn't been sorted out yet, and now Chen Xueru has been added to the mix..."

Despite his sighs, now that the person was in his arms, he would not treat him poorly in the slightest.

Ultimately, this might not be a bad situation for Lin Quan.

Qiao Jingjing and her companions came from another world, their identities were elusive, and they had no roots or connections in this world.

Li Hanyi is even more detached from the rules, making it difficult to implement them.

But Chen Xueru is different—she is a true local, with household registration, family business, and a respectable life.

Lin Quan is of marriageable age, and if she wants to settle down in this world, get married and start a family, she is the most reliable choice.

Furthermore, she has plenty of money, and Lin Quan is currently unable to show his face in public, so she needs a legitimate cover-up.

On the surface, he is the son-in-law of the Chen family; in secret, he can freely expand his territory, refine his body, and accumulate power.

As for money?

The gold ingots, silver bars, ancient jade, and pearls piled up in the mirror space are enough to last ten lifetimes of extravagance.

Moreover, it continues to rise quietly every day, without a sound or trace, and without end.

Chen Xueru's unassuming silk shop was merely a thin layer of ice floating on the surface; the real wealth beneath had long been hidden away by her.

Thinking of this, Lin Quan's mind was already made up.

This wouldn't be a big deal for him at all.

Qiao Jingjing and her group probably wouldn't even flinch.