Supreme Cultivation Chapter 57 - 56 Pure Luo Ling

Chapter 57: Chapter 56 Pure Luo Ling

At that mont, he said to Su Qingxue, "Honey, I need to request so ti off!"

"Ti off? Where are you going?" Su Qingxue questioned him.

Ye Fan was exasperated. Aren’t you asking too many questions? But on second thought, it wasn’t really that many. After all, we’re husband and wife.

So, he said, "It’s just for sothing important. Don’t worry, I absolutely won’t get into any trouble!"

He had to add that last part because he knew the keenly perceptive Su Qingxue was prone to overthinking. It was a sad story, really. Their marriage had started as a sham, but now it had blossod into sothing genuine, lacking only that final step. Once they crossed that threshold, their marriage would be perfect.

Just then, Su Qingxue said, "Request denied!"

Seeing that Su Qingxue was refusing him while he was already fuming, he decided he couldn’t hold back this ti. He rolled up his sleeves and stord over to her.

Standing before Su Qingxue, he pleaded obsequiously, "It’s a real ergency! Can’t you please just do

this one favor?"

"Fine," Su Qingxue said. "Since you put it that way, I’d seem heartless if I didn’t agree. Accept ten of my conditions, and I’ll consent!"

"Ten?"

Ye Fan nearly collapsed. Am I doing this wrong? Why do I have to agree to ten conditions? Isn’t it usually just three? Ten conditions? What kind of a joke is this?

He had to put up so resistance, so he said firmly, "I don’t agree!"

"Then the deal’s off!" Su Qingxue shot back imdiately. She held all the cards and had no fear of any gas Ye Fan might play. Or rather, she knew he couldn’t outplay her anyway. She was holding a winning hand that couldn’t be beaten.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Five!"

"Fifteen!"

He felt so frustrated he could have vomited blood. Fifteen? This is going from bad to worse! Su Qingxue isn’t playing by the rules at all! She was supposed to lower her demands! I can’t haggle anymore. If I do, she might raise it to thirty. Then I’d spend the rest of my life doing nothing but fulfilling her conditions!

"Fine! Ten it is!" Ye Fan said, disgruntled.

Though he was unhappy, Su Qingxue was delighted. She had always lacked a way to control him, and now her chance had finally arrived.

anwhile, Ye Fan was thinking with a sly grin, If the conditions are too difficult, Laozi will just renege on them, hahaha!

"Why the creepy smile?" she asked. "Tell , are you planning to go back on your word?"

She saw right through my little sche! Damn. I’m not impressed by anyone, but I have to hand it to you. I have no choice but to admit defeat!

"Of course not! I’m a man of my word!" Ye Fan hastily explained.

Growing more suspicious, Su Qingxue imdiately had him sign a contract. Only after signing did Ye Fan walk away, feeling like he wanted to cry but couldn’t. The mighty King of Heaven, bullied by his own fiancée to this extent—it was truly a tragic sight. Simply beyond belief.

However, the thought that soone dared to bully Luo Ling filled Ye Fan with rage, and he was already on his way to her.

At that mont, Luo Ling was standing in a corner by the school gate, feeling deeply wronged. She finally understood why she was so alone: she had no one to rely on. The only person she could think of to confide in was Ye Fan.

She had only t this man once, and they had even shared a bed. Despite the many misunderstandings between them, Luo Ling truly regarded Ye Fan as the most important person in her heart. So, on the brink of despair, she had called him, even though she knew so things were likely beyond his power to fix. At that mont, though, just having him to talk to would be enough.

A strong gust of wind blew, kicking up a swirl of fallen leaves. And there, erging from the flurry, was the man himself. Luo Ling’s heart pounded in her chest. It was Ye Fan.

She hadn’t imagined that a single phone call would be enough to make him actually appear. Luo Ling had never dared to hope he would co. Overco with emotion, her eyes welled up with tears.

Ye Fan walked over and stood before her. "Little sister, what’s going on?" he asked.

Luo Ling broke down, sobbing in his arms.

Ye Fan couldn’t stand to see a woman cry; it was his greatest weakness. He quickly said, "Alright, alright, stop crying for now. We can talk about whatever it is slowly."

He took Luo Ling to a nearby café.

There, Luo Ling said, "Brother, this society is just too filthy!"

"You’re right, it’s a filthy society," Ye Fan comforted her. "We can’t hope to remain completely untainted, but we can try to live a life we’re happy with."

"Brother," Luo Ling continued, "with my grades, I was guaranteed an internship at Huayu Film Industry. But another girl from school stole my spot."

"She took my place just because she won the principal over with certain ’favors.’ Is there no clean corner anywhere in the entertainnt industry?" Luo Ling cried, heartbroken.

Indeed, students like Luo Ling attended art schools precisely to secure a good future. With her opportunity stolen, it felt as if her entire path forward had been destroyed.

This was sothing Ye Fan could not tolerate.

"There will be a clean entertainnt industry," he said firmly. "Trust ! Now, tell

exactly what happened."

Ye Fan wanted to know more about this art school.

Luo Ling explained, "Huayu Art School is run by Huayu Film Industry. They founded the school to recruit the best actors for their company. But the competition is ruthless. I can’t believe that even with my excellent grades, the principal still took my spot away."

Hearing this, Ye Fan suddenly smiled. Luo Ling looked at him, puzzled.

"Okay, so that’s what this is about," Ye Fan said. "Leave it to . She absolutely will not be able to steal your spot, because you’re my sister!"

"Brother, that’s not what I ant," Luo Ling said, looking aggrieved. "I just needed soone to talk to! I was feeling down, and just having soone to lean on is enough. I wouldn’t dare ask for anything more."

It was hard for her to trouble Ye Fan with all her problems, even if he was the man she liked.

Ye Fan chuckled. "Don’t worry about it. As it happens, I have so sway with the person in charge of Global International. Co on, let’s go back to the school right now and ask that principal what’s going on. If he still doesn’t know what’s good for him, then he can’t bla

for what happens next."

He took Luo Ling’s hand and started walking toward the school.

At that mont, Luo Ling felt incredibly warm and happy. With Ye Fan holding her hand, she felt like the safest woman in the world—no, the safest girl.

As they walked onto campus with their hands joined, many of the male students glared with fiery envy. If they could, they would have shouted, "Ugly freak, let go of my goddess!"

However, Ye Fan was far from ugly. His handso features and commanding presence made him a unique man, and his masculine charm was universally irresistible. From eighty-year-old grandmothers down to three-year-old toddlers, no one could withstand his allure.

As a result, the n on campus resented Ye Fan, feeling a sense of inferiority, while the won fantasized about sleeping with him. But did they really stand a chance? The answer was obviously no. They didn’t have a prayer.

Forget them, even a beauty like Luo Ling, who surpassed the campus belle, didn’t have much hope. Laozi is not that kind of casual man. Laozi keeps himself pure, understand?

Though looking at him, it was hard to see where exactly he was keeping himself pure.

They arrived at the administration building just as a stunningly beautiful teacher was walking out of an office. She wore a chic professional outfit specially designed for the female faculty, giving her an air that was both refreshingly refined and subtly bewitching.

Ordinarily, Ye Fan would have definitely gone over to say hello and chat her up about life. But today, he had no interest in that. He was here to have a word with the principal.

The woman turned to Luo Ling. "Luo Ling, I heard what happened. Don’t worry, you’ll have many more opportunities in the future. Don’t dwell on a temporary setback!"

"Thank you, Teacher Chen!" Luo Ling said gratefully.

This was Chen Zihan, widely recognized as the campus beauty—not among the students, but among the faculty. If Luo Ling was the most beautiful student, then Chen Zihan was the most beautiful teacher. Her hair had a hint of red, and her figure was perfectly curvaceous. If a teacher like her taught a class, attendance would definitely be at one hundred percent, he thought.