Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 638: Is the Full-time Housewife Also at Fault?

Chapter 638: Chapter 638: Is the Full-time Housewife Also at Fault?

"Wrong, of course you’re wrong!"

In the Yang Family’s small villa, Yang Linglong leaned on Lin Fan’s shoulder.

After listening to the story of the two of them, she couldn’t help but laugh.

"Hey, that’s really kicking someone when they’re down. Just because she’s your bestie doesn’t mean you should be so protective of her. Besides, it was you who suggested last time that I should give her a place to belong. Isn’t having children a form of belonging? I made a really big decision to get to this point," Lin Fan pinched Yang Linglong’s cheek.

He had never thought about being a father before, but after a lot of thought, he had made this decision.

"You big dummy, the belonging I was talking about isn’t about having kids. Even if we each should have children for you, it definitely isn’t the right time now," Yang Linglong protested with a pout. "Look at it from another angle, Lu Feifei has become a goddaughter to a big shot in Modu, Jiang Yuting is the heiress to a hundred-billion fortune, Li Qiqi is Mr. Li’s granddaughter, and in the future, she’s also set to become the Southern Border’s Five Poisons Goddess. And then there’s Zhao Jiaqi and Xu Zhi Rou—you don’t need me to tell you about their family backgrounds, do you? One’s from a Beijing bigwig family, the other the daughter of Prince Zhen Nan. Even I now have the South Sea Divine Nun as a master. If you were in my shoes, would you feel secure?"

"I don’t care about any of that. Even if you didn’t have the South Sea Divine Nun as a master, I wouldn’t look down on you..." Lin Fan sighed, lost for words.

Before all this, they didn’t have any remarkable family backgrounds.

"You wouldn’t, but we would look down on ourselves. I totally understand how Meng Yao feels right now. She’s always been a strong character who doesn’t like to lose. She’s made great achievements on her own platform from a young age, but now she feels like the least impressive one compared to others, and who could stand that?" Yang Linglong curled her lip.

Measured against Jiangning’s hierarchy, the Ning Family’s status wasn’t high.

Not even Li Yizhen and Luo Jiuying, who now considered Lin Fan their boss, would associate with them.

So on the original status scale, Li Qiqi was above Ning Mengyao.

Yet even those two, if they jumped up, wouldn’t be able to reach Prince Zhen Nan’s thigh.

Even Lu Feifei, as the underground queen, was once a figure that Ning Mengyao feared.

Not to mention the genius girl Shangguan Min Yue, who was seen as a future star of the martial cultivators’ world.

Now, even her best sister had found a master in the top ten of the divine rankings to latch onto.

This is the difference in status.

"But... it’s not like I decided any of this!" Lin Fan said with a look of helplessness.

The relationship between Prince Zhen Nan and the Dragon Emperor wasn’t his doing.

It was just the luck of the draw that Zhao Jiaqi and Xu Zhi Rou were born into such good families.

"It may not have been your decision, but it all changed because of you. And now everyone acknowledges that Meng Yao is your first wife and naturally the master of this harem. Think about it, throughout history, which empress hasn’t come from a prestigious family? When have you ever seen a commoner’s daughter commanding a harem of noble consorts? Now Ning Mengyao is facing this same issue," Yang Linglong said with a wry smile. "Although everyone reverently calls Meng Yao the boss, she’s definitely feeling insecure deep down. So now, as your first wife, it’s like she’s being roasted over a fire. At such a time, instead of figuring out a way to help her rise, you’re making her have children. Anyone would find that unbearable."

"Isn’t having children important?" Lin Fan really couldn’t understand their way of thinking.

"Important, of course it’s important, but now it’s the equivalent of turning her into a housewife—into someone she’d even look down on. So it’s not just her, even I would throw you out, which is why the belonging I’m talking about has to allow her space to grow," Yang Linglong explained.

Her words made Lin Fan suddenly understand how aggrieved Ning Mengyao’s tears had been.

Without realizing it, he had pushed her, who was full of superiority, down to the very bottom.

"But training and cultivation—it’s not easy to find a great master. How about I talk to your master and see if she will take both of you as her disciples?"

"Meng Yao had already directly asked my master about this before, but my master clearly said the affinity isn’t there, so you’ll have to think of another way. Anyway, the Heavenly Master is your martial uncle; finding Meng Yao a prestigious lineage shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

Yang Linglong pursed her lips; of course, she would also like to study with Ning Mengyao.

But unfortunately, accepting a disciple isn’t just about connections; a master’s own feelings play a greater part.

"Find her a master! That... is indeed a bit tricky."

Hearing this, Lin Fan couldn’t help but purse his lips.

In all his years of campaigning on the battlefield, he had met few true powerhouses.

"No matter how difficult it is, you must give her the chance to fulfill her own value. I believe that with her stubbornness, as long as there is an opportunity, she will certainly become a standout among her peers."

Yang Linglong held onto Lin Fan’s arm.

She understood Ning Mengyao’s thoughts all too well.

Because if it were her, she would feel the same.

"Alright, it looks like I’ve got to see to that matter. By the way, did your master say when you should go to the South Sea for cultivation?"

Lin Fan turned his head, looking at Yang Linglong in his arms.

She pursed her lips and quietly leaned on Lin Fan’s shoulder.

"He didn’t say, but I think it should be soon."

...

"Good morning!"

When Lin Fan opened his eyes, he saw Yang Linglong’s beautiful face.

Her black hair draped over her shoulders, like a lotus flower emerging from the water.

He could never figure out how that slender waist maintained such a stunning figure.

Especially those alluring abs, which made it impossible for him to look away.

The warmth within reach, smooth as jade, was unquestionably the woman of a man’s most beautiful dreams.

"How about we have dinner together tonight, and we’ll invite Ning Mengyao too? It could serve as an apology under my witness."

Burrowing her head in Lin Fan’s embrace, Yang Linglong indulged in the air filled with his scent.

"Have dinner together? Should we drink a little too?"

Lin Fan didn’t expect Yang Linglong to be so proactive about arranging a meeting.

If the two women were to dine and have a few drinks together, perhaps there would be another story to tell in the evening.

"Stop it, put away your wicked thoughts."

Yang Linglong’s cheeks flushed, naturally aware of what Lin Fan was thinking.

"How wicked?"

Lin Fan smiled, wrapping his arms around her slender waist, and pulled her delicate body straight into his embrace.

"Save some energy. Tonight... you can be as wicked as you want!"

Yang Linglong’s blushing face was very endearing.

Smelling her scent, Lin Fan already had images forming in his mind.

"Fine, I’ll let you off this morning. But come tonight, I’ll make you scream until your throat is sore."

Zhao Jiaqi’s call had already come through, and Lin Fan could only leave.

After planting a kiss on Yang Linglong’s lush lips, he turned and vanished from the window.

Yang Linglong, standing at the window, watched Lin Fan disappear, with a shimmer of tears in her eyes.

At that moment, a sports car stopped outside the Yang Mansion.

The woman gripping the steering wheel took off her sunglasses and dialed Yang Linglong’s number.

"Junior sister, master has sent me to bring you back to the South Sea for cultivation!"