Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 375: 375. Idol Wife Eats Fans

Chapter 375: 375. Idol Wife Eats Fans

As dusk finally turned to evening, Fang Zhou’s storytelling session came to an end.

Luo Jingsong and his companions were quite reluctant but didn’t dare to insist.

Especially when they realized that today they were supposed to meet with Senior Li, but ended up listening to Fang Zhou’s stories for most of the day.

The group felt terribly awkward and cast apologetic glances toward Li Yuanming.

Li Yuanming generously assured them not to worry about it.

In fact, he too found Fang Zhou’s stories quite intriguing.

Observing the comical mask on Fang Zhou’s face, Li Yuanming silently labeled him as dangerous in his mind.

Not only was this person exceptionally skilled, but he also adeptly controlled the situation, easily steering the conversation and turning a serious meeting into a joyful storytelling session.

The addition of such an inscrutable mysterious member to the “Men’s Flower” made Li Yuanming anxious, worried that the organization he had supported might be led astray.

However, his expression remained unchanged, warmly inviting everyone to stay overnight and arranging for servants to prepare a feast.

As night fell, Lakefront Manor was brightly lit.

Li Yuanming’s servants busied themselves slaughtering chickens and geese, fishing out big fat fish from the lake, while Li Yuanming personally cooked up several delicious dishes for everyone.

Believe it or not, in this world, men cooking is mainstream, and casually, any man would have some culinary skills worth showcasing.

Fang Zhou, whose culinary skill is limited to instant noodles and can’t really distinguish between salt and sugar, is the minority.

In the banquet hall, everyone sat around as Li Yuanming brought out his homemade brewed wine, pouring a full bowl for each person.

Everyone assumed that at the banquet, Fang Zhou would at least take off his mask; how else would he eat?

After taking his seat, Fang Zhou reached for his mask with both hands, grasping it below.

Everyone thought he was about to remove the mask, holding their breath and looking on curiously, eager to see what Fang Zhou looked like.

“Snap”

Fang Zhou lightly applied force, snapping off half of the mask, revealing just his chin and mouth, with everything above still covered by the mask.

Everyone: (￣△￣;)

You really won’t take off the mask, will you?

The awkward atmosphere didn’t last long, as under Li Yuanming’s guidance, the companions quickly started clinking glasses, and the mood became lively and joyful.

Li Yuanming’s brewed wine was exceedingly bland, far inferior to what Ling Xiaoyue poured out from his jug, drinking it was like foot water.

Midway through eating and drinking, Li Yuanming’s wife also arrived.

Li Yuanming’s wife, named Xu Xian, is a beautiful woman who looks in her thirties, with a gentle and virtuous demeanor.

Of course, Xu Xian’s age certainly exceeds thirty, but her Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation allows her body to retain youthfulness, albeit only up to around thirty.

Only by advancing to Innate can one maintain eternal youth, like Elder Feng Qin, who at over a hundred years looks still thirty.

After advancing to Innate, if Fang Zhou wanted, he could halt his body’s growth, maintaining the appearance of a youth until the end of his lifespan.

However, the youthful look seemed too immature, not matching Fang Zhou’s mature mental age, so he allowed his body to continue growing, as he could always stop it at any time.

Fang Zhou always kept his mask on not only to conceal his identity but also to avoid showing others his childlike appearance.

After Xu Xian came in, Luo Jingsong and the others hurriedly stood up to greet her, especially Zhuang Hongyu, appeared a bit flustered, with a peculiar look in his eyes when he saw Xu Xian.

It was a gaze filled with shyness and longing, like a pure girl in love, no, a pure boy instead.

Fang Zhou happened to notice this scene, and his eyes immediately lit up. Whoa, there’s a story here!!

Could it be that this boy has fallen for his idol’s wife?

In his mind, Fang Zhou instantly conjured up a 30,000-word essay—Zhuang Hongyu, after being saved by his idol, staying temporarily at Lakefront Manor, fell for the mature charm of Xu Xian, yet dared not express this forbidden crush, leaving sorrowfully.

Li Yuanming and Xu Xian had a loving marriage, and compared to other women, Xu Xian seemed like a traditional woman untouched by societal trends.

She was also quite aware and supportive of Li Yuanming’s covert support for “Men’s Flower.”

Xu Xian replied to Luo Jingsong and the others one by one, finally looking at Zhuang Hongyu, smiling kindly like a mother: “Hongyu, it’s been three years, you’ve grown taller, and you don’t remember to visit me. Have you forgotten about this old lady?”

Zhuang Hongyu’s face turned red, he said excitedly: “I haven’t forgotten, I’ve always missed you too, Aunt Xu!”

After chatting with Zhuang Hongyu for a few more sentences, Xu Xian finally turned to Fang Zhou, smiling: “So this is Mr. Fang.”

She slowly raised her glass to Fang Zhou and said, “Thank you for saving these children, I toast you.”

Fang Zhou chuckled: “You’re welcome, Gou Cheng is my junior, and so are his friends; taking care of them is expected.”

Xu Xian tilted her head back, finishing her drink, readying to take her leave, sensing it wasn’t suitable to remain.

Before leaving, she took the wine bowl from Zhuang Hongyu’s hands, advising like an elder; “Don’t drink too fast. You guys shouldn’t stay up too late; get some rest early.”

Zhuang Hongyu, blushing, lowered his head, not daring to speak,

The others thought he was just shy, but Fang Zhou, who had been silently observing, saw through it all.

When Xu Xian took the wine bowl from Zhuang Hongyu’s hand, her pinky lightly scratched his palm.

Zhuang Hongyu lowered his head in shyness, not because of Xu Xian’s advice, but because she was teasing him in front of everyone.

This scene ignited the gossip flame in Fang Zhou’s heart, instantly conjuring a 50,000-word essay in his mind—Zhuang Hongyu wasn’t just having a crush, he and Xu Xian had mutual feelings, playing a May-December romance, but sadly couldn’t confess due to Li Yuanming’s presence.

Fang Zhou couldn’t help but glance at Li Yuanming, seeing him with a full smile, unaware of his wife’s covert teasing of an innocent young man.

At that moment, Fang Zhou seemed to see a hint of green flashing in his hair.

After Xu Xian left, soon Zhuang Hongyu also excused himself to go to the bathroom, leaving in a hurry.

Realizing there was some drama unfolding, Fang Zhou quickly claimed he needed a walk to digest.

Unaware of anything amiss, others continued clinking glasses at the table.

Once he left the banquet hall, Fang Zhou quietly followed Zhuang Hongyu, and soon reached the bamboo grove in the manor’s backyard.

Zhuang Hongyu’s figure disappeared into the bamboo grove, and when Fang Zhou caught up, he heard some peculiar water sounds.

Fang Zhou silently flew into the air, sneaking closer until he saw two people tightly embracing in the bamboo grove.

With his keen eyesight, the dark bamboo grove seemed like daylight to him.

Actually, without even seeing, Fang Zhou could guess, the two secretly meeting in the bamboo grove were clearly Xu Xian and Zhuang Hongyu.

The couple wasn’t just hugging but passionately kissing as well.

Previously assuming they only had a Platonic emotional connection, Fang Zhou didn’t expect they were indeed intimately involved.

Having witnessed the second live performance of such acts recently, it seemed fate was pushing Fang Zhou to be a chronicler in the dark.

Sighing, he then pulled out the Image Keeping Stone.