Urban All-Round Master

Capítulo 1338: Chapter 1372: Just a ‘Blooming Heart

“Alright, alright, I’ve already given him a good scolding, he must be overjoyed now.”

Beiming Lan pouted, genuinely doubting whether she made a mistake by making this guy her little lackey.

“Hehe, following the Second Miss sure seems like the right choice.” Lin Zifeng grinned.

He had a look of someone who had succeeded in a cunning plan.

“Perfect. Today, I want to go out for a stroll, accompany me for some shopping.”

Beiming Lan’s lovely eyes narrowed, her cute cheeks blushing, as she took the lead to walk out of Qishi Mansion.

“Today?”

Lin Zifeng hesitated a bit, his main reason for coming to the Beiming Family was to uncover some secrets about his father, not to spend time wandering around with this girl.

“What? Didn’t you say you came to Dragon City to find a job? Well, I’ve just made you my little lackey. I’ll pay you twenty thousand a month, that should be enough for you, right?”

Beiming Lan said smugly.

Twenty thousand as a salary isn’t exactly high in Dragon City, but for someone like him, it’s as good as it gets.

In Dragon City, finding a job that pays twenty thousand a month is harder than climbing to the heavens.

“Twenty thousand!”

Lin Zifeng was shocked, smacking his lips, just how rich is this Beiming Family? I’ve just become her little lackey and I can earn twenty thousand a month, if this keeps up, could I end up being financially supported by her?

“What? You think twenty thousand isn’t enough?” Beiming Lan suddenly turned her head, her round eyes wide open. Twenty thousand was her extraordinary offer for Lin Zifeng; if Beiming Yu knew she was offering such a high salary to an outsider, she’d be furious.

“No, no, how could I think that much money is too little?” Lin Zifeng waved his hand quickly, truly it’s wealth if you have it, fate if you don’t!

“Alright, first come with me to see my mom.”

“Oh.” Lin Zifeng nodded, following the girl, watching her carefree manner in the Beiming Family, Lin Zifeng was truly envious.

If he could be born like Beiming Lan, his life would really be enough.

The Beiming Family is vast, and regardless of structure or style, it carries an ancient sophistication inherited over millennia.

Perhaps because the Beiming Family has been in Dragon City for too long, all the architecture bears a resemblance to the Forbidden City and its taste.

Visually, these buildings look like they stem from styles of over a thousand years ago. As time goes on, some structures bear time’s heartless erosion, starting to weather, but no matter how well they are restored later, it’s easy to tell they are artificially repaired.

To say the Beiming Family has a thousand-year legacy might be an understatement.

After all, a millennium is only about ten generations or so.

According to a secret piece of news from the Martial Arts Alliance years ago,

Dragon City had another powerful family, continuing its legacy for nearly four thousand years!

But that family vanished from the public eye years ago, whether it’s true is hard to determine.

However, Lin Zifeng has reasons to believe that in five thousand years of martial arts history, there must be many unknowns to the world.

“By the way, little lackey. Later when you meet my mother, just nod to whatever she asks you, don’t say or ask anything. Got it?”

At this moment, Beiming Lan suddenly stopped to warn him.

“Don’t worry. I’ll play the role of little lackey as I should, anything unrelated to me, I won’t ask about.” Lin Zifeng nodded.

He showed disdain, damn it, I’m so smart. Do I really need you to teach me this? Honestly, do you take me for some clueless fool?

“Alright then, let’s go in.”

Beiming Lan is young, yet she shows a maturity beyond her years, although sometimes she can still be childish. She’s definitely stronger than ordinary girls because of her upbringing in a prosperous family.

Accompanying Beiming Lan into an exquisite courtyard, Lin Zifeng’s sharp instincts picked up a peculiar energy fluctuation.

The courtyard was filled with potted plants, and various exotic plants Lin Zifeng had never seen, making the quaint courtyard look a lot like a paradise out of this world.

Beiming Yu, dressed in snow-white gauze, sat quietly on a stone platform savoring aromatic tea.

Her graceful silhouette was vividly clear, her ample curves smooth as can be.

The gauze was light and thin but highlighted Beiming Yu’s distinguished beauty perfectly.

The fine gauze revealed her skin, as smooth as porcelain.

Occasionally, one might see through to her smooth skin underneath.

“Beiming Yu!”

However, all tranquility was interrupted by Beiming Lan’s voice.

“Beiming Yu, you still have the leisure to drink tea here, seems like you’re living pretty comfortably.” Beiming Lan, without any ladylike elegance, boldly sat opposite Beiming Yu, took the tea, and drank it straight down.

Then she wiped her mouth and stretched out her hand: “Come on, give me money. I’m out of cash. Just a few million will do.”

“You, troublesome child, all you know is to ask your sister for money. Can’t you have other things to do?”

Beiming Yu’s gentle face changed at once, and her cool, unworldly demeanor shattered as soon as she started talking.

“…”

Lin Zifeng was left speechless by this extraordinary mother-daughter duo.

It seems, goddesses and crazies are often just a single thought apart.

“Ugh. Sister? You’re so ugly and old, how could you possibly be Beiming Lan’s sister? Can you stop being so ridiculous?”

Beiming Lan was disgusted.

She hates it most when Beiming Yu refers to herself as her sister in front of outsiders.

And she never calls her mom in front of others either.

Their ongoing conflict stems back to her deceased father…

“You problematic child. I raised you into such a pretty lady, and all you know is to ask me for money? Look at you, apart from inheriting my excellent looks, I really can’t find anything worth missing about you. Ah, your small chest is a testament of trials, a ‘heartburst’ in its own right.”

As she spoke, Beiming Yu shook her head, looking as if she was full of indignation.

“Beiming Yu!”

“Call me sister!”

“I won’t call!”

“Then I’ll cut your entire allowance for this month, it’s up to you.”

“Sister…”

Helplessly, Beiming Lan could only lower her head and concede; after all, her livelihood depended entirely on Beiming Yu.

“There, there… that’s more like it. Here, this has a million two hundred thousand, should be enough for you for now. Spend wisely; the family’s profits aren’t doing so well lately.”

“What the heck! Just over a million? What can I do with this? It won’t even buy me a few limited edition Hermes or Chanel bags, even beggars wouldn’t accept this!”

Beiming Lan took the card, wishing she could smash it to the ground and stomp on it twice.