Explosive! The true face of Ryan, the biggest contributor to Realm of Martial Arts.
Feng Shaohao saw the headline, and a bad premonition swept across his heart. Xia Jingyang not only framed him but also made a big deal out of his personal affairs.
His gaze suddenly dimmed, and thinking about the media outside who were unwilling to leave, his mood plummeted to the bottom.
“Heh, I didn’t expect our first photo would be taken under these circumstances, but this is better. Maybe people across America—no, maybe the whole world can see it!” The more she looked at the photo, the more she liked it, “I must collect magazines and newspapers, maybe I can find more different photos.”
Feng Shaohao put down the newspaper, facing her smiling face, his gloomy mood slightly easing, “You’re not angry?”
“I’m beyond happy! If I had known I could take a photo with you, I would have dressed up for the gaming expo. Are you going again tomorrow?” She hoped the answer was yes, so she could dress up properly.
“Not going.” He didn’t want to be questioned again.
“Oh.” What a pity. But the newspaper in her hand brought laughter back to her face, and she continued another important topic, “Why did you seal the character Dugu Ao?”
The avoided topic was brought back again, and his mood was not calm, especially when her beautiful almond eyes made him uncomfortable. Could his state of mind really be as his friends said?
I still fantasized about finding Dugu Ao through the virtual reality version of Realm of Martial Arts…
Her words echoed in his ears, and he suddenly understood his own feelings, having to admit that Xia Jingyang was right. Because of her, there could only be one Dugu Ao in this world.
She waited with full expectation for his response. “Is it really as Chairman Xia said?”
Uncomfortable with his inner thoughts being laid bare, Feng Shaohao felt breathless, hurriedly turning to pour himself a glass of aged vinegar, inhaling its familiar scent to regain a sense of stability.
Seeing him silent, her mood instantly became anxious, “I knew I wasn’t that lucky.”
“I…” Feng Shaohao knew how disappointed she was and knew what he should say, but didn’t know how to start.
Lin Qianchu suddenly became spirited, secretly telling herself she would not be easily defeated, “Wow! There’s more vinegar to drink. How can you enjoy it alone?”
“You have your own.” He saw her restore her brilliant expression and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She grabbed his cup, “That bottle is long finished.”
“Drinking too much isn’t good. If you’re craving it, dilute it with water.”
“Then it’ll just become plain water?”
“No.” He took out ice cubes and prepared a cool plum vinegar for her.
The liquid in the glass was a light golden color. She smelled it, found the fragrance still rich, and took a light sip, “Wow! It’s cool and delicious! I want another cup.”
“No, buy your own.” Feng Shaohao wasn’t stingy, but drinking like her would turn healthy vinegar into harmful vinegar.
She playfully threatened, “Be careful, or I’ll let those reporters in!”
“Be careful, or you’ll never drink good aged vinegar again.” He could threaten too.
“Heh! I can directly buy from Taste of Taiwan.”
“Taste of Taiwan is my family’s ancestral enterprise.” For the first time, he felt proud talking about Taste of Taiwan.
“Really?! Can I learn vinegar brewing at the factory?” She wanted to brew hundreds of jars of aged vinegar, which would be the world’s top plum vinegar, making him permanently addicted and thus firmly tying him down.
Heh! By then, he would think of her at least twice daily.
“When we return to Taiwan, the plum season will be over.”
“It’s okay! There’s next year, and the year after. The most important thing is, are you welcome?”
He nodded, “If there’s a chance.”
“Heh, great!” She jumped up happily.
The corner of Feng Shaohao’s mouth slightly lifted, and imperceptibly, he began to look forward to it too.
“It would be best to personally pick the plums. That would be interesting and meaningful.”
Because the reporters and media were relentless, Feng Shaohao expected to cancel the three-day gaming expo visit. The remaining two days naturally couldn’t be wasted, so he used the internet to request the prize from Xia Jingyang.
The next morning, the VR hardware was delivered to the hotel. After multiple improvements, the equipment was much lighter and took up less space. He temporarily installed the equipment in the room.
He turned on the computer to start the game, then returned to the desk to handle miscellaneous tasks on his laptop until he heard the doorbell and went to open the door.
“Hi!” The lively and charming Lin Qianchu showed her smile, “With the emperor far away, it’s better. Compared to San Francisco, my workload is much less.”
“Aren’t you going to nearby attractions?” He didn’t let her know he was waiting for her to come.
“No, I want to compete with you for plum vinegar.” The huge image in the living room attracted her attention, and Lin Qianchu stood on tiptoe, constantly peering inside.
“Buy your own.” He deliberately blocked her view.
“Don’t be stingy. I’ll brew lots of plum vinegar to return to you.” Yes! That looks like the hardware needed for virtual reality.
“Aged vinegar needs time to brew. Do you have patience?” Feng Shaohao asked carefully. Actually, there was more to this statement, but he himself hadn’t realized it.
She patted her chest and guaranteed, “Of course I have patience, I’m just afraid… of drinking the vinegar before it’s brewed. But don’t worry, as long as there’s enough quantity, it won’t be a problem.” As she spoke, her gaze continued to probe into the room.
“Why are you peeking around?” he asked knowingly.
“Is that the prize you got yesterday?” Seeing him nod, she opened her mouth wide, “Wow! Can I play with it?”
He remained silent, just staring at her.
“Please, I promise I won’t break it,” she used her most persuasive charm, clinging to his arm.
“What’s in it for me?” Feng Shaohao deliberately made it difficult, his tone flat, as if there was no room for negotiation.
Lin Qianzhu was extremely frustrated, wrinkling her cute nose, suddenly remembering her sister’s words – the beauty’s strategy!
But while she was proactive and enthusiastic, she didn’t dare to be bolder.
Woo… she hadn’t played in the fantasy martial world for so long, her hands and heart were itching. Now seeing it but unable to play was unbearable.
For the sake of the game, she mustered her courage, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, “Of course there’s a benefit!”
“Top-tier…” The word “delicacy” didn’t have a chance to be spoken, as his lips were sealed.
The kiss was like a dragonfly touching water. Before she could fully appreciate its beauty, she had already pulled away, only igniting an infinite desire in his heart.
She didn’t dare to look up at him, softly asking, “Can I play now?”
After waiting for a response and getting none, she slowly raised her head to peek – ah! He was actually standing there, stunned.
“Shaohao?” She waved her hand in front of his face.
“This doesn’t count as a benefit,” his gaze looked past her, his palms sweating nervously.
Unable to argue, she dropped her shoulders in disappointment, “Then what? Please, don’t set too strict conditions.”
“If you…” Another kiss. Suddenly realizing his thought was too wicked, he quickly changed his words, “After you correct the typos, you can play.”
“What’s that about?” What a strange condition.
Feng Shaohao turned and entered the room, taking out a paper crane from the box and handing it to her, “Go to your room and study it slowly.” He planned to take some time to calm down.
“Why do I need to correct it? I thought about these words for a long time!” Feeling like something was being returned, she stood rooted to the spot.
