"Thank you so much, Auntie. Next time, if you have some free time, you and Uncle should visit our villa to relax."

"Alright, alright. I'll let Xiao Lian take the phone. You young folks can chat. I won't get involved."

"Goodbye, Auntie."

Soon the voice on the other end turned into Han Lian, who whispered, "You really pulled it off. How did you make my mom so happy?"

Ling Zhenfei, equally puzzled, replied, "I have no idea. Why is Auntie so happy? I didn't say anything special."

Han Lian, a bit surprised, said, "My mom definitely thinks we're in that kind of relationship, that's why."

"What kind of relationship?" Ling Zhenfei said, feigning ignorance.

"Oh, you're so annoying. Of course, she thinks we're boyfriend and girlfriend," Han Lian said, pretending to be angry.

"Auntie's not wrong," Ling Zhenfei said with a laugh.

Hearing this, Han Lian angrily said, "Who said we're in that kind of relationship? I didn't agree. Besides, you never even pursued me. I'm not that easy to fool."

Ling Zhenfei fell into a bit of reflection. Pursuing girls was indeed not Ling Zhenfei's forte. Back in college, he had once summoned the courage to pursue a girl, but what he was left with was eternal heartache.

That girl, at the time, said just one sentence that deeply hurt him. She said, "With someone as poor as you, who can't even support himself, wanting a girlfriend is like a hippo dreaming of eating a swan."

Back then, it felt as if his heart died. Indeed, at that time, he was extremely poor, even struggling to support himself. He really shouldn't have been thinking such unrealistic thoughts.

Though her words were harsh, they indeed woke Ling Zhenfei up. Since then, he focused on his studies and never thought about finding a girlfriend again.

So even after entering society, though Ling Zhenfei had some means, he never pursued anyone, afraid of being rejected again.

So, although there were many girls around Ling Zhenfei now, most of them were drawn to his talents and took the initiative to interact with him.

If Ling Zhenfei were to pursue a girl now, he truly wouldn't know how.

"Alright, let's see how you plan on fooling me then. I'll talk to you later; let's talk when we meet,"

Han Lian said, sounding a bit unwilling to hang up, "Fine, let's talk when we meet then."

After exchanging goodbyes, they hung up.

Just then, Chunyu came running from afar and said, "Brother, who were you talking to on the phone? Look at how happy you look!"

Ling Zhenfei replied, "It's nothing. I wasn't particularly happy; it was just a normal smile."

Chunyu stuck out her tongue, "Come on, don't think I can't tell. Depending on who you're with, your smile is not the same."

Ling Zhenfei, curious, asked, "So tell me, what's different about my smile?"

Chunyu explained, "When you see someone you like versus someone you don't, of course, it's different. Sometimes you smile from the heart, and sometimes it's just out of courtesy. Your smile just now was clearly from the heart."

Unexpectedly, despite her young age, Chunyu's observations were very confident.

Chunyu clung to Ling Zhenfei's arm and said, "Brother, who was that on the phone? You like her a lot, don't you?"

Ling Zhenfei patted Chunyu's head and said, "Don't talk nonsense, kid."

Chunyu, displeased, retorted, "I'm not a kid anymore. Don't think I don't understand anything. At my age, in some countries, I could be a soon-to-be mom."

Ling Zhenfei was taken aback. Indeed, he couldn't treat Chunyu as a child anymore. Kids really do grow up.

"That's in other countries. In our Guo Jia, that's not possible. You're still a kid until you're sixteen."

Chunyu said, "But I'll be sixteen soon."

Ling Zhenfei had never really figured out Chunyu's age. When he first met her, she seemed at most thirteen or fourteen, but Chunyu insisted that she was almost sixteen.

Looking at Chunyu now, she really was a grown-up kid. Her height and figure were much different from the little beggar he first met.

"Whether you're sixteen or not, if you're just one day short, you're still a child. Alright, let's head back quickly."

After saying that, he started walking back with Chunyu, who then caught up and clung to his arm again.

"Brother, there's a hot spring at the villa. Can we go for a bath?"

Since Chunyu was a cultivator, she didn't have to wear a lot of clothing in the winter, making it easy for Ling Zhenfei to perceive her figure quite distinctly.

Ling Zhenfei quickly freed his arm from Chunyu's hold and asked, slightly surprised, "There's a hot spring at the villa? How come I didn't know?"

Chunyu said, "It's that place in the village that's always warm. It was accidentally unearthed during construction, and it turned out to be a hot spring. They built it into a hot spring bathhouse."

Ling Zhenfei was shocked; a hot spring bathhouse! What a great development this could be for the villa. Visiting for a soak sounded like a great idea.

"It's getting late. We still need to get back to help with the New Year preparations. I'll definitely take you there when I have time in the next couple of days."

"Alright, you said it. You have to keep your word." Chunyu seemed very happy with the idea.

The two of them walked back side by side, and suddenly Chunyu asked, "Brother, did you come back with Sister-in-law?"

Not knowing what Chunyu was up to, Ling Zhenfei replied, "Yeah, we came back together. Why?"

Chunyu playfully said, "Did anything happen between you two?"

Ling Zhenfei was startled, feeling Chunyu was too sharp. Could cultivating spiritual energy have made her so sensitive?

"What do you mean? What could happen between me and your Sister-in-law?"

Chunyu snorted, "Stop trying to fool me. You both have each other's scent on you. Can you not smell it?"

Ling Zhenfei was startled; the scent—he had neglected this. Ling Zhenfei didn't have the habit of showering in the morning, nor did Zhou Yun.

Last night, after being together, they didn't shower in the morning, so naturally, they carried each other's scent, but it had probably mingled with Yang Zixuan's scent by now. Yet Chunyu could still detect it.

"What scent? It might be the detergent scent on the clothes. That's why it smells the same."

Chunyu laughed, "Brother, stop making excuses. I know. You two might have been an item for a while. Among everyone I've met, only you match Sister-in-law."

Ling Zhenfei was shaken; Chunyu's mind was definitely not that of a fifteen-year-old. She was too sharp.

Since Chunyu already knew, Ling Zhenfei decided not to argue further, saying, "Then how do you think it should be with me and Sister-in-law?"

Chunyu said, "Get married, of course. Isn't that how it should be?"

"Should it? Anyway, let's talk about that later."

Ling Zhenfei realized he was somewhat intimidated by Chunyu. She was truly something.

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