Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 112: My Starting Point, One Hour

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: My Starting Point, One Hour

"It smells so good!"

On the third floor, in Yang Linglong’s boudoir.

Lin Fan was sitting on a reclining couch.

The fragrant aroma was truly enchanting.

Especially the splashes of water from the bathroom and her intimate garments strewn across the bed.

This was clearly a deliberate provocation.

Even Lin Fan’s willpower almost failed to hold.

Yet ultimately, he managed to suppress the impulse to push the door open.

"Lin Fan, you can’t do such beastly things, she’s a comrade’s sister!"

"Stay calm, you must stay calm!"

"If you can’t assure her a future, you shouldn’t just take advantage of her!"

He kept reminding himself, yet every minute sitting there was an agony.

Just as Lin Fan thought the torment would end as soon as she finished her bath,

he had no idea that when Yang Linglong walked out of the door,

it would be like a massive bombshell—four twos with a pair of kings.

Her dark hair was wrapped in a pink shower cap, setting off her pale complexion.

Her tall figure was enveloped in a white towel.

The towel was just wide enough to cover the two key regions above and below.

But the rest was completely exposed in front of Lin Fan.

Whether it was her soft, fragrant shoulders, delicate collarbones, or slender swan neck,

or her long, beautiful legs.

The explosive size of her bust and her slender waist sketched out curves that were simply breathtaking.

"Hey, could you hurry up? Didn’t we agree to eat? They must be waiting downstairs, right?"

Lin Fan glanced at her, then pretended to turn his head away.

If he kept looking, he felt he might literally explode on the spot.

"Let them wait if they’re waiting; I have no obligation to dine with them."

Yang Linglong looked at Lin Fan with cheeks flushed.

She had waited inside for a full half hour.

And she had intentionally not locked the door.

But the guy had actually endured and not rushed in.

"Your phone has been ringing several times now. Staying up here so long, they might think we’re up to something."

Lin Fan said, smiling.

He had caught a glimpse of the incoming caller.

It was from Yang Tianfang.

"I want them to think that, so I took a longer shower. We have to wait at least half an hour, otherwise they might think you’re not up to it. I’m just looking out for your reputation, how considerate..."

Yang Linglong said with a wicked smile.

"What a joke, do I need looking after? My strength speaks for itself, and it’s absolutely top-notch. Since it’s come to this, we should go for at least an hour. Otherwise, underestimating my strength wouldn’t be good."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan couldn’t help but laugh.

This girl really was full of mischief.

"Stop your nonsense, you’re always exaggerating."

Yang Linglong let her hair, dripping with water droplets, fall down.

With her lips pouted, she had already given him two chances.

Yet he hadn’t made a move either time.

"What do you mean exaggerating? This is a man’s true skill."

Lin Fan helplessly turned his head away.

This hot body and the barely hidden curves.

If he continued to look, he feared he might get a nosebleed.

"Humph!"

Yang Linglong rolled her eyes but said no more.

After all, directly calling a man incompetent was particularly damaging to his pride.

But the seed buried in her heart was quietly taking root and sprouting.

She had to find a way to make it up to him.

"Alright, let’s go."

Having changed into a new set of clothes, Yang Linglong finally turned around.

Just now, she had clearly seen Lin Fan’s burning gaze in the mirror.

But in the end, he didn’t pounce on her.

This made her feel somewhat disappointed.

"Yeah, if I don’t leave now, I’m afraid he’ll rush over."

Lin Fan smiled as he looked at the ringing phone again.

Clearly, the person sitting below had been feeling quite complex for the past hour.

Sure enough, when Liu Mo reappeared,

his eyes were already full of red veins.

After all, the two had been inside for an hour, and Yang Linglong had changed her clothes and taken a shower.

Any man could guess what had happened.

"Didn’t I tell you we were just having dinner, and yet you made us wait so long?"

Yang Tianqi said with a pout.

"As a junior, there’s no need to bother you all to wait. I remember when my second uncle just got married, he stayed indoors all day and night, even having his meals brought into the room. How come it’s annoying just to sit for a little while now?"

Yang Linglong pulled out a chair and sat at the round table.

With one sentence, she immediately made Yang Tianqi’s face turn red with embarrassment.

"Linglong, shut your mouth. Don’t you have any manners?"

Yang Tianfang said coldly,

exuding the authority of a father.

"Manners are demonstrated by actions, not written on the wall. Start by behaving yourself. If you think I’m uncomfortable living at home, then I can just move out and live with Lin Fan."

Yang Linglong was already furious.

She was uncompromising towards both of them.

The two brothers, rendered speechless by her retorts,

could only look to Mr. Yang for support.

After all, Mr. Yang had largely spoiled Yang Linglong into who she was today.

"Say less during the meal!"

Mr. Yang said sternly, his face overcast.

He too realized that this meal was not going to be pleasant.

Now they could only hope that the Liu family had something up their sleeve,

something that could salvage the situation during this meal.

At the very least, they couldn’t let Lin Fan get all the advantages.

"So many people at dinner, are we not having any drinks? I should have brought some if I knew. Going to someone’s home and not bringing a gift, just coming empty-handed to freeload a meal, that’s really not proper."

Lin Fan noted the absence of a single bottle of alcohol on the table.

Thus, with a smile, he looked at Liu Mo, whose face was ashen.

This past hour had undoubtedly been torturous for him.

"Drink what? Drinking is useless!"

As soon as the word "drink" came out, Liu Mo felt a pang of irritation.

Hearing the implication in Lin Fan’s words, he said darkly, "Only a petty person like you would bring some unknown small workshop’s gift box. The things I bring, you could never match in your lifetime."

"Oh, now I really want to see what someone who freeloads has brought as a good item?"

Lin Fan’s words were sharp as needles,

making the father and son duo’s faces turn even greener.

"Very well, today I will show you what a real gift is,"

Liu Mo said as he took a rectangular box out of a bag beside him.

Holding it with both hands, he displayed a clear sense of ceremony.

"I have long heard that Mr. Yang loves calligraphy, so I specially acquired a piece of calligraphy as a token of respect from us juniors, and I must insist that Mr. Yang accept it."

"Hey, gifts packed in a box are usually things that can’t see the light, aren’t you just bringing out a printed piece for show?"

Lin Fan looked disdainfully at Liu Mo.

That kind of person couldn’t possibly bring out anything worthwhile.

"Nonsense, the gifts from the Liu family are never petty. Since you insist on seeing it, today I will let you learn what a real gift is."

Liu Mo snorted coldly and opened the box.

He carefully took out the scroll from inside.

Unfurling the scroll revealed a piece of calligraphy,

vigorously and powerfully executed.

"Take a good look, this is a treasure from Wang Xizhi, even a small fragment of it is worth millions. After seeing it today, you can boast about it next time you go out drinking!"