Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 109 - 109 109 Xiao Ya's Past

109: 109: Xiao Ya’s Past 109: 109: Xiao Ya’s Past “Sister Ya, if there’s anything, don’t keep it to yourself.

I can be a very good listener,” Tang Feng sat down beside her, ready to listen to Xiao Ya’s outpouring.

Perhaps it was the sense of grievance that made Xiao Ya reveal the secret she had kept in her heart.

It turned out she was a scholarship student, and the couple just now were the benefactors who had supported her through law school.

And their son, Lin Zhihong, had always been enamored with Xiao Ya.

But she didn’t want to be bound by gratitude.

If helping her meant she had to exchange her entire life for it, she couldn’t do it.

Over the years, she returned the money she had earned to Mr.

and Mrs.

Lin, nearly ten times what they had given her, but she still couldn’t obtain their forgiveness.

Lin Zhihong was about to return from abroad, and they dared to force a marriage on her, even threatening her law firm.

Old Man Lin’s words before he left were clear; if she wanted to continue running her law practice, she had to accept reality.

She couldn’t give in.

But a favor is a favor, and she couldn’t utter harsh words, lest she be cursed as ungrateful.

So, the most difficult thing to repay in this world is the debt of gratitude; one has to pay it back for a lifetime.

Those who have granted favors, some people might mention them for a lifetime, telling everyone how, if not for them, they wouldn’t have achieved what they have today.

In short, it’s never-ending.

Like a black hole.

Of course, there are truly kindhearted people who don’t expect anything in return, but they are indeed rare.

In fact, if people didn’t calculate each other’s help so precisely, this world would be more loving.

Those who bestow favors without expecting return, and those who receive them and always keep a grateful heart, will likewise assist those in need.

In this way, goodwill can be passed on, intentions of kindness can spread wider and wider, eventually forming a virtuous cycle.

At least, that’s how Xiao Ya thought and acted, but Tang Feng wouldn’t.

At least not now, as his mind wasn’t there.

He came from the cultivation world, where all he had seen and heard was killing and cruelty.

Kindness could claim one’s life at any moment, and a maxim learned in life-and-death situations was to turn a blind eye rather than have even the slightest inclination to intervene.

This was also the reason for his heart of stone in his past life.

Having seen plenty of deceit and the blurring of right and wrong, he gradually became cold-blooded, terrifyingly so, acting at a whim.

Do whatever one wants, with no friends, and if enemies confront him, be it the Sect, Loose Cultivators, or any alliance, as long as he found them disagreeable, he would annihilate them all.

That was his domineering nature, so powerful.

Therefore, seeing Xiao Ya’s sad face, he didn’t know how to comfort her, because he couldn’t.

He couldn’t make any promises to her, not because he was afraid of taking responsibility, but because he feared the timing wasn’t right.

Just listening without many comments, Xiao Ya gradually calmed down, and, realizing she had lost control, adjusted her mood.

Another thought emerged; she had told this young man so much.

How embarrassing, no, she had to shut him up.

“Tang Feng, you didn’t hear anything, did you?” Xiao Ya returned to her cold lawyer facade.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep it all to myself; I won’t mess up,” Tang Feng said, not really concerned.

He smiled, sipping his coffee, interested in looking at Xiao Ya, waiting to see what she would say next.

“I hope so, thank you for today.

See what you want to eat, just order anything,” Xiao Ya said, relieved at Tang Feng’s compliance.

“You’re treating, so I’m not holding back.

But can you handle it?” Tang Feng asked.

“I’m not eating.

I’ll just watch you eat.”

“Then I won’t be able to eat much either, and it’d be awkward for me to eat.

It’s better if I just accompany you for a walk instead,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

Xiao Ya hadn’t expected Tang Feng to be so considerate; she was quite surprised, feeling as though she had underestimated him.

She had never really taken a stroll on the beach in the afternoon before; there were no scenic views, just rocks, sand, and water, with utterly no fun to be had.

However, Xiao Ya’s mood was exceptionally light, becoming ethereal.

She sneakily glanced at Tang Feng, only to find that he had a depth to his gaze as he looked at the sky, his mind elsewhere.

This kid was so young yet pretended to have the wisdom of the ancient world, which was so annoying.

But she had to admit, Tang Feng’s demeanor at that moment deeply touched her.

She felt a hint of sorrow in him, a bit of resentment, and even more, a hidden intensity.

What was he thinking about?

She deliberately took a couple of steps forward, then stopped in front of Tang Feng, thinking that everything would naturally unfold from there and chuckled secretly to herself.

Bang!

Unfortunately, the anticipated collision didn’t happen.

Although Tang Feng’s mind was wandering, his Divine Sense was powerful, and he stopped just two inches from Xiao Ya.

Xiao Ya waited for a response for a while, and when none came, she turned her head only to see the idiot still lost in his reverie, yet somehow managing to control his body – this was too strange.

She was annoyed; her beauty in no way inferior to Mu Qingwan’s, so why couldn’t she attract this youngster?

And to think he said he’d accompany her – it seemed more like she was accompanying him now.

“Ouch!” Xiao Ya nearly fell to the ground.

Tang Feng finally came to his senses, with quick eyes and quick hands, he caught her in his arms just as she was about to hit the ground.

Xiao Ya felt the strong palm supporting her, and in the next moment, she was in Tang Feng’s embrace.

“What’s the matter, Sister Ya?” Tang Feng asked with concern.

“I, I think I’ve twisted my ankle,” Xiao Ya lied.

Now being held by Tang Feng, strange feelings emerged all over her body, as if she was electrified; tingling, soft, itchy.

Tang Feng suspected no deceit.

Seeing Xiao Ya’s pained expression, he lifted her up in his arms, “Let’s go back.”

“Ah, no, don’t,” Xiao Ya, feeling weightless, was so scared she hastily gripped Tang Feng’s neck.

“Sister Ya, that move might lead me to misunderstand,” Tang Feng said with a laugh.

Hearing that, Xiao Ya quickly released her hands, but she was afraid of heights, and being suspended in the air frightened her, so she subconsciously hugged Tang Feng again.

Seeing her like that, Tang Feng smiled radiantly, which made Xiao Ya so mad she gritted her teeth, repeatedly saying to put her down, but he didn’t listen at all.

Saying something about being responsible for her because she had hurt her foot, and with her stuck in that self-made bind, Xiao Ya’s face turned red.

Their closeness resembled that of a couple.

It wasn’t easy to get her into the car seat, but by then, Xiao Ya had no strength left.

Being held by a man for so long, it was odd to say there was no physical reaction.

With all sorts of stimuli, she already felt unbearable but dared not show it.

“Stretch out your foot, and I’ll have a look,” Tang Feng suggested, squatting in front of the passenger seat.

“No need, I’m fine now,” Xiao Ya hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands, knowing full well that Tang Feng possessed Medical Skill, and there was no way to deceive him about whether she was injured or not.

“No, that won’t do.

You don’t trust my skills, do you?

Don’t worry, just a pinch, and you’ll be fine,” Tang Feng said as he grabbed Xiao Ya’s foot.

“I’m really fine, no need,” Xiao Ya struggled, and Tang Feng accidentally got knocked to the ground.

“Tang Feng, are you okay?

I didn’t do it on purpose,” Xiao Ya’s face lost its cool look, showing softness and concern instead, and she instinctively got out of the car to help Tang Feng.

But when she saw the mischievous smile on Tang Feng’s face, her heart tightened, and she quickly sat back down in her seat.

“Sister Ya, what’s the meaning of faking an injury?

Pretending so I would hold you, to get close to me, could it be that you’re secretly in love with me?” Tang Feng leaned in close to Xiao Ya, staring at her pretty face with a mischievous grin.