I was banned by the Revitalization event.

My aunt hung up the phone with a smile.

Jiang Qiaomiao sat in her office holding her phone, thinking for a long time, still wondering what her uncle wanted from her.

It's as if they said something, but it's also as if they said nothing at all.

Let's prepare the lesson.

The girl took the lesson plan, turned to a page, and started writing. She still needed to prepare the content for tutoring Qin Luo over the weekend.

……

Busy and fulfilling times pass by especially quickly.

I attended classes all day.

After school, Jiang Qiaomiao's Beetle was driven to the school gate, and Qin Luo hitched a ride with her to the Jiang family's old house.

"The senior who made this breakthrough is named Wu Jiaojiao, and she's a cousin of Grandpa. You can just call her Grandma. I've only met her once since I was born, and that was two years ago." On the way to the Jiang family, Jiang Qiaomiao hugged Qin Luo's arm and whispered to him about their family relationships.

In the car, I finally don't have to worry about being seen...

Jiang Qiaomiao swayed.

They hugged each other tighter.

"You seem a little unhappy that a relative of yours has broken through and advanced in rank? Does this senior have a bad temper?" Qin Luo looked at Jiang Qiaomiao's face.

The girl seemed quite happy.

However, she seemed noticeably less enthusiastic when the topic of banquets came up.

“Actually, Grandma Wu has a grandson who has been writing me love letters for the past few years, endlessly… He went abroad two years ago, and I don’t know if he will come back this time. It’s really annoying.” Jiang Qiaomiao stuck out her tongue as she said this.

Being pursued by someone.

This is a problem that pretty girls are bound to have.

These kinds of relatives are the most troublesome to deal with because you can't use your family's influence to suppress them.

Chapter 130 I'll help you change your clothes

To ordinary people, Jiang Qiaomiao is a wealthy woman with power and influence, unapproachable to most. However, once their focus shifts to the cultivation world, Jiang Qiaomiao, with her mediocre talent and lack of effort, immediately becomes uncompetitive.

Qin Luo didn't say anything.

He simply touched Jiang Qiaomiao's hand, gently squeezed it twice, and slowly tightened his grip.

The girl's small hands were delicate and soft, warm as if they had no bones. Compared to useless promises, this was the best comfort.

Jiang Qiaomiao was indeed happy, and a smile returned to her lips.

The girl leaned on his shoulder, thought for a moment, and then suddenly became a little worried, "If he provokes you, don't beat him to death."

Qin Luo's level is too high.

If he gets angry and wants to kill someone, even his grandfather can't stop him.

That guy is bad, but not bad enough to deserve to die. Just don't bother her anymore.

"I am a righteous cultivator, how could I casually take someone's life?"

Qin Luo said casually.

The dead are nothing but a pile of bones, rotten flesh, and scraps.

Only the living can create value.

He was an extremely simple and practical cultivator. Strong evil cultivators could engage in physical labor and create wealth for society, while beautiful evil cultivators could be used to cultivate their character and bring them joy. Death was always the most hasty punishment, and being squeezed dry of every drop of value was the fate that evil people deserved.

Qin Luo remained steadfast in his belief in justice.

Jiang Qiaomiao pursed her lips.

Which righteous cultivator would endlessly play with rabbits while having tutoring with their teacher? Cultivation families value the relationship between masters and elders above all else. What Qin Luo did deserves to be beaten to death with sticks.

but.

Who told her to be such a weak teacher, she didn't even fight back when Qin Luo bullied her?

If it were one of my own skilled masters...

Change the master craftsman...

Jiang Qiaomiao's thoughts drifted to this point, and she couldn't help but imagine the scene. If Qin Luo had bullied her master, Su Yanrou, then the beautiful and gentle teacher would definitely not have let him bully her and would have fought back with all her might. However, she was no match for Qin Luo, so she could only fight back while giving in to his demands.

Jiang Qiaomiao was stunned.

She covered her face.

What am I thinking? How twisted!

It's also a bit astringent.

……

It took more than ten minutes for the car to drive all the way to the grand and spacious Jiang family compound.

The banquet was being held at a luxury hotel owned by the Jiang family, and the entire venue had been booked. There was still some time before eight o'clock, so Jiang Qiaomiao needed to get ready and change into a suitable evening gown.

Although Jiang Qiaomiao doesn't usually live here.

However, the Jiang family's old house still reserved a room for her and kept it clean.

Jiang Zhe wasn't there at the moment, and Jiang Hongtu wasn't there either. He was probably already there to set up the venue as the host.

Enter the girl's room.

Looking at the beautiful bedroom, Qin Luo sat on the edge of the bed and examined it carefully.

"Should I change into a dress too?"

"They probably don't have your size at home. Your dad is a bit heavier than you, and your brother isn't as tall as you. A dress that isn't fitted will look terrible on you."

Jiang Qiaomiao opened the closet, took out a burgundy dress, and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Won't we be kicked out if we just go like this?"

Qin Luo rested her chin on her hand.

A peerless master wearing slippers and shorts to pay respects to a powerful figure on his birthday, only to be stopped and humiliated by security guards—this is a trope that has been overused in many works of art. Although Qin Luo also found it cliché, attending a banquet in such a disheveled manner must mean he has some serious illness.

Qin Luo looked at his school uniform.

While it wasn't exactly shabby, it just didn't quite fit into that luxurious setting.

"It's alright. Some of the family elders aren't used to wearing formal attire; they're all very casual. Besides, everyone at the hotel knows you; we met last time," Jiang Qiaomiao said with a smile.

"The one we stayed at?" Qin Luo was taken aback.

Just last month.

After watching a movie with Jiang Qiaomiao, they slept together in a themed suite. That same night, he played with the black peach all night long.

Jiang Qiaomiao had clearly thought about what happened that day.

She nodded shyly.

After much deliberation, the girl finally chose a white evening gown and closed the wardrobe.

This is a long dress, understated and elegant. The overall design is conservative, with the only glamorous part being the slightly low shoulders, which reveal a bit of fair skin when worn, surrounded by a beautiful light gray velvet collar.

Holding the clothes.

Jiang Qiaomiao looked at Qin Luo, blinked, and then blinked again.

Eye contact.

"This outfit looks great on you. You'll definitely look beautiful in it." Qin Luo gave a thumbs up in affirmation.

"Could you please leave for a moment? I've chosen my clothes and I need to change," Jiang Qiaomiao said, her cheeks flushed, pointing to the bedroom door.

Qin Luo didn't leave...

She couldn't possibly change clothes in front of a boy, could she?

I'm so shy.

"Aren't we boyfriend and girlfriend?" Qin Luo said matter-of-factly, sitting firmly without moving an inch.

Come here.

After waiting this long, only a fool would go out now.

"We're just pretending, we're not really boyfriend and girlfriend!" Jiang Qiaomiao quickly said.

"Don't worry about the details. This kind of dress is quite troublesome to put on. Wouldn't it be easier if someone helped you? I have a good eye for fashion, and I can give you some suggestions. Do you want to change into something else?" Qin Luo said without batting an eye, and he just wouldn't leave.

I want to see it.

Unable to do anything about him, Jiang Qiaomiao blushed and slowly unbuttoned her suit jacket, then her shirt underneath.

They're bullying her again...

Bad guy.

I have this feeling that my whole life is going to be in his hands.

"Do you need to change your underwear?" Qin Luo asked, his eyes glued to her, and kindly reminded her, afraid she might forget.

Jiang Qiaomiao blushed and threw her coat at him.

……

At the same time.

Xianning, the hotel lobby, is located seven kilometers from the Jiang family's old residence.

The bright hall was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

Neatly dressed waiters moved around the venue, preparing dishes for the banquet that was about to begin. The venue had been set up in the morning, and some guests had already taken their seats. Everywhere was filled with a joyous atmosphere.

Right next to the table in the center.

An elderly woman with gray hair sat there, holding a teacup and gently touching the lid.

The old lady was in her sixties or seventies, her face was full of wrinkles, but she was in good spirits, her eyes were bright and piercing, and there was a kind smile on her lips.