Urban All-Round Master

Capítulo 1201: Chapter 1235: Heir of the Divine Needle King (Monthly Ticket)

Saying you don’t mind is just fooling ghosts.

Wang Xiaomin is just a young woman, how could she not mind?

“By the way, where are you now? Can you come out for a meal, or have a cup of coffee?”

Wang Xiaomin thought for a long time and decided to muster up the courage to invite him out, after all, she still owed him a life.

“Uh…” Lin Zifeng’s eyes opened wide, feeling a bit daunted inside, but couldn’t say it out loud. Damn it, it’s just after getting up not long ago, breakfast hasn’t been eaten, but it’s also not time for a meal now.

Have you ever seen someone invite another to a meal early in the morning?

“What’s wrong? You don’t seem very willing?” Wang Xiaomin asked.

“It’s not that I don’t want to, I’m afraid of disturbing you.” Lin Zifeng expressed his inner dilemma.

Asking a man you’re just friends with to go out for a meal, and later getting seen by your official boyfriend, wouldn’t he resent you so much he might even harm himself to threaten you?

Moreover, how could a handsome man like me agree to just any invite spur of the moment?

Of course, this handsome identity was shamelessly self-imposed by someone, real or fake handsome, probably only Nangong Bing would fancy…

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At half-past ten in the morning, inside a coffee chain.

Lin Zifeng entered with heavy footsteps, and the beautiful and charming waitress gave a professional smile, asking if Lin Zifeng wanted a booth or to sit in the lounge.

Lin Zifeng glanced around the chain coffee shop, clicking his tongue, the environment was decent. Mid-high level. Generally affordable for office workers.

“I’m looking for my friend. She booked an Italian booth.” Lin Zifeng said casually.

“Alright, sir, this way please, I’ll show you in.” The waitress was very attentive, leading Lin Zifeng to a beautifully decorated Italian booth.

After gently knocking on the door three times, a voice from inside invited him in.

Only then did Lin Zifeng push the door open and walk in.

“You’re here!”

Seeing Lin Zifeng’s arrival, Wang Xiaomin seemed particularly excited.

She quickly stood up from the sofa.

Immediately, a strong medicinal smell emanated from her delicate body. If Lin Zifeng guessed correctly, her injury probably hadn’t healed yet.

The other day, Lin Zifeng had only helped her remove the illness briefly. He hadn’t exerted as much Vital Energy as he had given to Zhang Mengjie, so naturally, her recovery wasn’t as fast as Zhang Mengjie’s.

“Come, sit down.” Wang Xiaomin said with a playful smile.

There was no one else in the booth, just her. And judging by her appearance today, she indeed looked very beautiful, much more than when seen at the nightclub that night.

It truly fitted the saying, a beautiful woman wearing makeup is like putting salad dressing on a white wall— unnecessary.

Nodding, Lin Zifeng glanced lightly over Wang Xiaomin’s figure. Honestly…

Wang Xiaomin stood almost 1.75 meters tall, paired with a slender figure. At first glance, she resembled a small model, possessing exceptional grace, with delicate features lightly accented with makeup. Although her complexion still showed a slight sickly hue, overall, she was a very perfect woman.

“You didn’t just ask me to come over for a simple cup of coffee, did you?” Lin Zifeng asked with a half-smirk, glancing at her. In theory, relationships that arise from mere friendship aren’t reliable.

Trying to scam my money? Such stupid logic naturally isn’t reliable.

The LV bag next to her bottom alone proved she wasn’t short of money. That Korean style scarf, if Lin Zifeng wasn’t mistaken, probably cost several tens of thousands.

“Can’t we just have a good chat?” Wang Xiaomin’s keen eyesight immediately captured Lin Zifeng’s anxiety. For some reason, that night she had only acted on impulse, unexpectedly ended up taking a knife for a man. Ridiculous.

Later, she thought it over carefully. If it were another man, she felt she would have done the same for him. Not for anything else, but because she was born into a medical Family.

With a heart to save others and heal the world. However, that night was her first impulse. She shouldn’t have gone seeking pleasure in such a place as a nightclub, resulting in so much trouble. To this day, it’s a knot in her heart.

“We can, but our relationship is too special. From a normal logical perspective, you should be avoiding me now, so why would you take the initiative to invite me out for tea? You know, we met by chance at a nightclub, followed by some bloody events. Logically, we shouldn’t have connected.” Lin Zifeng clarified, hoping she wouldn’t overthink.

Think about it, it was almost a friends-with-benefits situation, and now meeting for tea. Even a fool could predict that it’d be extraordinary.

“Haha, Mr. Lin, you misunderstood. I came to see you today for another matter. As for what happened that night, let’s treat it as a dream, and in the future, let’s not bring it up ever.”

Evidently, Wang Xiaomin was very rational without alcohol.

The smile was genuinely rich, just that her eyes seemed a bit crafty.

Damn it! Now you’re telling me to treat that night as a dream, when back then you were almost delirious, pinching my little guy making demands, damn!

Lin Zifeng sighed at the changeability of women.

“Mr. Lin, I am Wang Xiaomin, a descendant of the Zhonghai Divine Needle King, this you probably already know. Our family is a medical Family, and that night after I got injured, could you tell me what method you used to stabilize my injury?”

Wang Xiaomin recalled the events of that night, getting stabbed in the abdomen, experiencing heavy bleeding. If the bleeding hadn’t been stopped at the critical moment, she probably wouldn’t have survived till now.

The most incredible part was that after Lin Zifeng touched her with his hands, not only did her condition improve, but her physical weakness wasn’t that severe either.

This had Wang Xiaomin thinking for quite some time, unable to find the answer she sought. This is why she gathered the courage to invite Lin Zifeng out. After all, she, a descendant of a medical Family, meeting up with a friends-with-benefits, was a huge risk.

“Oh?!”

Lin Zifeng lightly placed down his cup, his lips curling up slightly, dazed for a small moment.

With a small chuckle, he said, “So you didn’t just invite me out to have a coffee, huh?”

“Not at all!”

Wang Xiaomin looked at him and said, “First, I invited you for coffee, and second, I wanted to know if you ever studied Medical Skill.”

“I haven’t. I’ve just served in the army for two years, haven’t learned anything else.” Lin Zifeng said honestly.

“Mr. Lin, you’re being too modest. I know you understand Medical Skill, and since I come from a medical Family, you can’t hide this from me.”

At this moment, Wang Xiaomin’s aura and presence were completely different from that night in the nightclub.

It was as if she had become a different person.