After hanging up the phone, Leng Xuan lay in [hospital bed], with a slight smile curving at the corners of his lips as he looked at the lunchbox on the table. Recalling the scene just now, he realized that Ling Xuejiu’s attitude toward him had gradually begun to change. Although the shift was subtle, it was still very satisfying for him. Initially, when they first t, Ling Xuejiu hadn’t even deigned to look him in the eye, and even when she did, her gaze was filled with disgust.
However, since he was injured and hospitalized, Ling Xuejiu not only visited him often but also brought him als, which moved him deeply.
Having spent so much ti together, Leng Xuan also understood that Ling Xuejiu was the type who appeared cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Despite giving off a vibe that kept people at bay, her heart was full of kindness; she simply wasn’t good at expressing it.
It seed that he, too, would need to change his attitude in their future interactions. Besides being a bodyguard, he should try to communicate with her as a friend. Of course, this was not to say that he was trying to improve his status to beco an equal to Ling Xuejiu. On the contrary, as the heir of the Defying Heaven’s Code , he could look down on everyone in the world, and there was no one else worthy of making him look up.
At that mont, Leng Xuan suddenly rembered what Elder Ling Tian had said over dinner last ti; the ssage was nothing but a hope that Leng Xuan could get together with Ling Xuejiu and beco a couple. Thinking of this, he slapped his forehead to stop his wild thoughts.
Pursuing Ling Xuejiu was sothing he had never considered. He didn’t deny that Ling Xuejiu was indeed a rare beauty, one that any man would be attracted to. Leng Xuan admitted that he admired Ling Xuejiu, but that was it—it was just admiration. If asked to pursue Ling Xuejiu, he would definitely shake his head and refuse. It always puzzled him that while he could feel attracted to Zhao Xiaoqing, Pang Shanshan, and even Su Yurou and Li ngjie, he sohow lacked such feelings for Ling Xuejiu.
Shaking his head, Leng Xuan cleared his mind of these thoughts and began to ditate, cultivating the Defying Heaven Art.
Early the next morning, as soon as Leng Xuan had finished the discharge procedures and packed his things, Uncle Liu walked in, smiling, "How about it? Ready to go?"
With his bag slung across his shoulder, Leng Xuan replied, "Let’s go! I’ve been here so long, I’m almost bored to death; the sll of disinfectant is about to knock out my sense of sll."
Once in the car, Uncle Liu drove towards Imperial Scenery Garden. On the way, Leng Xuan asked, "How is Old Master Ling doing in Capital City? It’s been a long ti since I’ve been in touch with him."
Uncle Liu answered, "The Old Master is in secluded cultivation. If it weren’t for your injury being urgent, I wouldn’t have disturbed him."
During the conversation, the car quickly arrived at Imperial Scenery Garden. As soon as he got out, Leng Xuan saw that around the villa where he lived, ten bodyguards were deployed, seriously carrying out their duties. Noticing their professionalism, Leng Xuan nodded to himself in approval; these n were indeed not bad. Dragon Head must have hesitated before sending them over.
Before he even got within ten ters of the villa, a bodyguard approached him, raised his hand to stop Leng Xuan, and said expressionlessly, "Hello, this is a private place, no entry is allowed, please step back."
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