Villains: Starting with the Landlady

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"Lingyun, Sister Su has already gone out, right?"

"Yes, I won't be back until next week."

"So, what are you planning to do for lunch today? Eat out or order takeout?"

Ling Yun was about to say that he had plans when Xia Lan said with a smile, "Are you still at home? I'm almost at your villa!"

Ling Yun was startled and glanced at Fu Xuehui in the kitchen, but it wouldn't be good to ask Xia Lan to leave, for fear of hurting her feelings, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Okay, I'll stay home."

After saying that, he hung up immediately and went to the kitchen to briefly explain what had happened.

"Goodness, your landlady is really bold, coming to your house all by herself? Aren't you afraid she'll tear you apart?"

Fu Xuehui chuckled and teased for a bit, then, seeing Ling Yun's expression, guessed what was going on: "Alright, I won't mind. Let her come, but if she says anything unpleasant, I'll have to teach her a lesson."

Well, Ling Yun is most afraid of this kind of thing. Fu Xuehui is good to him, but she is very cold to outsiders. As long as the two of them don't quarrel, it will be fine.

As soon as the doorbell rang, Ling Yun practically ran to open the door. Xia Lan, carrying groceries, walked in and asked curiously, "Is the car outside yours? It looks like a woman's."

"Her name is Fu Xuehui, and she is in her thirties."

"what?"

Xia Lan also heard the noise from the kitchen, glanced over, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Why didn't you say there were people home? What if there was a misunderstanding..."

"She knows everything, it's okay."

Ling Yun took her hand and walked to the kitchen door. Xia Lan smiled and called out, "Sister Fu."

Fu Xuehui replied somewhat coldly. Seeing that Xia Lan was petite and beautiful, and had a gentle and refined demeanor, not the aggressive type, she nodded and focused on her own business.

Xia Lan insisted on helping in the kitchen, but Ling Yun noticed her slightly tired expression and wanted her to go back to her room to rest for a while.

"Xia Lan, right?" Fu Xuehui turned around, a faint smile on her face. "You and Ling Yun go and rest. I'll take care of things here."

After she finished speaking, she blinked, the sarcasm in her eyes evident.

Xia Lan's cheeks flushed slightly. Ling Yun put the dishes on the counter and pulled Xia Lan back to his room.

"How could I possibly accept this? I'm here at your house and you're expecting me to serve you!"

Xia Lan is a very traditional, doting wife. Even though the door is closed, she still wants to go out and help Fu Xuehui, even if it's just to be a helper.

"My dear sister, I've missed you so much!"

"You little rascal, nothing else matters when you're with me, right?"

Ling Yun put his arm around her, thought for a moment, and then told her about his ambiguous relationship with Fu Xuehui.

"She's been so good to me, I really can't bear to give her up."

"You!" Xia Lan rubbed his cheek. "You womanizer! If there are more women in the future, you'll probably be too busy to handle them all!"

"So I need to take advantage of this time to quickly build a relationship with you, sister."

When Fu Xuehui called them to dinner from outside, the two of them finally came out.

After taking their seats, Fu Xuehui sat opposite Ling Yun, while Xia Lan sat next to him. Xia Lan's eyes lit up instantly after tasting Fu Xuehui's dish, and she praised her cooking skills highly.

"Sister Fu, your cooking is so delicious! Can you teach me how to make it? I'll make some of this little rascal's favorite dishes for him in the future."

“Sure.” Fu Xuehui smiled and started exchanging cooking tips with Xia Lan.

Xia Lan took a bite of her food and was about to speak again when she unconsciously glanced at Ling Yun's expression. She instantly caught his micro-expressions, but she didn't make a move, only glancing quickly to see the current situation.

"Here, Sister Fu, eat more to replenish your energy!"

Seeing her mischievous look, a hint of embarrassment appeared on the headmistress's cold and beautiful face, but she still thanked her and picked up a piece of egg for her.

"You should also take some nourishing foods!"

Chapter 52 Two Women Have a Heart-to-Heart Talk [Bonus Chapter for the Young Boss]

"You have too much internal heat, so you should cool it down."

Xia Lan glanced at Ling Yun, and seeing that he remained silent, she stood up and went to the refrigerator to find a drink for him.

"Come on, calm down."

"Thank you, Sister Xia Lan."

"Shouldn't you be thanking me now?"

Ling Yun understood Xia Lan's teasing expression. He opened his drink and took a sip, but the comfort made him squint his eyes slightly again.

"Lingyun, try this dish."

Xia Lan picked up a piece of food and held it to Ling Yun's lips. The young man opened his mouth slightly and ate it.

Inside the restroom, Xia Lan looked at Fu Xuehui, who was washing her hands, and asked with a smile, "Sister Fu, how long have you known Ling Yun?"

"Me? It's been a long time. What about you?"

"I only met him when he was renting a house during college." Xia Lan thought of the young man when she first met him. His handsome face and gentle smile must have made her feel a little fond of him back then.

"You seem to have been married before?"

You can actually tell the difference between married and single women. Xia Lan's aura was just too strong, while Xia Lan, although older, was clearly single.

"Just got divorced."

Fu Xuehui turned off the shower and wiped her legs with a towel: "Is it because of Ling Yun?"

"Yeah, but even without him, I would still get a divorce. Domestic violence and ladybugs, that guy is rotten to the core."

"That's true, so you can't just get married because you've reached a certain age, or you might be very unhappy."

"Is this your reason for not getting married yet, Sister Fu?"

"Partly, I suppose." Fu Xuehui glanced at her clean legs and sighed softly. "Would you believe me if I said it was also related to Ling Yun?"

Xia Lan turned off the tap, wiped her hands, and nodded, saying, "I believe you."

“I’ve been married before, and I still got divorced.” Xia Lan smiled brightly. “Leaving aside independent women who don’t want to get married, people like us who are eager to find a partner, knowing that the other person is a good investment, will all try our best to pursue them, right?”

“Your ideas are unique, unlike those of women in Chinese society today.”

Xia Lan shook her head. "I was actually prepared to follow Ling Yun anonymously."

“He’s not that kind of person, and I can tell he likes you quite a bit.”

“But I’m sure I won’t be the first man he marries. I think you’re a good chance.”

"Me?" Fu Xuehui pointed to herself, then chuckled. She was about to say something, but then remembered that Xia Lan might not know about Su Qingya, so she said vaguely, "It might surprise you in the end. Anyway, this little guy isn't a scumbag."

"Haha, you've got it backwards."

Fu Xuehui opened the bathroom door and went out, with Xia Lan following closely behind.

Seeing the smiles on the two women's faces, Ling Yun knew they were getting along quite well, and he breathed a sigh of relief. If he were to handle this kind of chaotic situation, it would probably be a huge headache; at most, they'd each get a few thousand lashes and then go to sleep. But they'd still fight in the future, though.

I absolutely cannot bring home a jealous girl; she'll be a nightmare!

After dinner, Ling Yun felt a bit tired, so she took a shower and went back to bed.

Fu Xuehui stroked the young man's smooth chin: "Why don't you grow a beard?"

These words struck a chord with Ling Yun, something that had been bothering him. Despite his imposing and manly appearance, he had no hair under his arms or above his mouth, and it just wouldn't grow. Su Qingya had even taken him to the hospital for a checkup to see if he was underdeveloped.

He still remembered the shy look on the young nurse's face when she examined him. The final conclusion was that he was developing very well, but it might be due to congenital local hair follicle hypoplasia, though there was no definite answer.

"It's good that it's not long, so I don't have to get up every day to shave, it's such a hassle."

Ling Yun kissed her forehead: "Aunt Xuehui, you are the principal and know a lot of people. Please keep an eye out for different kinds of people for me."

"Go ahead," Fu Xuehui said gently, her eyes filled with his image.

"For example, students whose grades were average but suddenly improved dramatically. Or students from impoverished families who suddenly became wealthy and transformed from despondent to confident. Or students who exhibited special abilities but were previously extremely ordinary. Please keep an eye out for them and let me know immediately if you see any of them!"

Is this important to you?

"I can't tell you why right now, but believe me, it's very important to me."

"Okay." She squinted her eyes in Ling Yun's arms. "I will talk about this with all the teachers in private."

Chapter 53 A Feast at Hongmen? [Bonus Chapter for Donations]

Around 5 p.m., Ling Yun was dressed neatly, and Fu Xuehui even helped him tidy up his hair, making him look more energetic.

"Come on, get in the car, I'll take you there!"

"Ah."

After adjusting his headphones and finding everything was fine, Ling Yun got into Fu Xuehui's car.

"Xiaoyun, if this woman really sets a trap for you, you don't need to play games with her. Just tell her directly. With your connections and my help, we'll definitely make that little brat regret it!"

"I see, don't worry!"

"And another thing, don't let yourself be seduced by her beauty!" Fu Xuehui was still a little worried as she drove. "You're young and hot-blooded, so if she tries to seduce you, don't agree to anything before you've tasted the sweetness!"

"I know what I'm doing."

Fu Xuehui glanced at him and saw that his face was as calm as water, his temperament was composed, and he had an indescribable sense of otherworldliness, so she believed what he said.

Putting everything else aside, just considering the composure and mental resistance provided by Liu Xiahui, even if Su Linglong tries to tempt him now, he will remain unmoved.

The car pulled up in front of the restaurant. It was quite upscale; a meal for two would conservatively cost over a thousand yuan, plus a 15% tip. The waiters had all undergone extensive professional training before starting work, and it wasn't a job you could just walk in on a whim. They earned far more than some high-end white-collar workers.

"Keep in touch, you little man!"

Fu Xuehui pulled Ling Yun and kissed him. Ling Yun winked at her, gave her a secret signal, and got out of the car.

Led by the waiter, Ling Yun walked to a private room at the back and knocked on the door.

"Ah, please come in!"

The woman inside seemed somewhat flustered. As Ling Yun opened the door, he saw Su Linglong, who had dressed up specially.

Today she wore a white dress with a long hem that covered her calves, revealing only a sliver of her long, slender, and fair legs. She wore delicate high heels on her small feet. Her ten adorable toes were a lovely pink, without any paint.

Many girls like to get manicures, but because of her work, Su Linglong only keeps her nails very short, so she naturally doesn't bother with those kinds of things.

"Young Master Ling!"

Ling Yun closed the door, trying to appear gentle: "Sister Su, you can just call me Ling Yun. After all, you are Xue Hui's chief secretary, so there's no need to be so polite."

"No, it's only right!"

Su Linglong wasn't as capable as usual. Whether it was because the two of them were alone or for some other reason, she seemed more nervous around Ling Yun than around Su Qingya.

Ling Yun sat opposite her, some distance away, and also checked her information.

Name: Su Linglong

【Age: 28】

[Value: 171, C]

[Rating: 96]

[Combat Strength: F-]

[Affection: Like]

Hey, there's a system to this favorability rating!

Ling Yun also noticed that his feelings for women he seemed to know well were at least at the "like" level. Moreover, his feelings for women he didn't know well, such as policewoman Zheng Xi and teacher Zhao Yingxuan, gradually deepened to "friendly" in their later interactions, and were at least not "indifferent".

Of course, this is also because he was unaware of his own situation. As a top unmarried second-generation heir in the capital of the Dragon Kingdom, coupled with his outstanding appearance and temperament, he is very attractive to women.

"Sister Su, have you ordered all the dishes?"

Seeing the level of favorability, Ling Yun relaxed a little. He understood the meaning of "like" very well; it wasn't just a simple matter of having a slight liking for someone, which would fall into the category of "neutral," just like his own feelings for himself.

"It's ready."

Su Linglong looked at the young man in front of her. His eyes were filled with inquiry and clarity, which made her heart tighten and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed about some of her dark thoughts.

But she had no choice. With millions of dollars in debt about to be overdue, her father still in jail, and so many relatives implicated who would also be going to jail, she truly had no way out.

Unless she is willing to completely sever ties and live a life on her own from now on.

But is that possible? At the very least, she can't abandon her mother.