Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 157 - 157 157 The Smart He Menglin Seeking Votes

157: 157: The Smart He Menglin [Seeking Votes] 157: 157: The Smart He Menglin [Seeking Votes] “How many can there be?

Besides you, there is another one, and you might know her, the Boss Lady of the breakfast shop at the entrance to my school,” Tang Feng said.

“Do you have a thing for older women?” Zou Mei found Tang Feng’s taste curious.

“No, it’s mainly because mature women know how to take care of men better.

Anyway, we’re going to meet, so what’s the harm in one visit.”

“Alright, I’ll listen to you.

But what gift should I bring your aunt?” Zou Mei felt a bit at a loss, as if she were meeting the parents.

“Gifting between women is easy; I’ve already prepared something for you.” Saying this, he produced a beautiful gift box in his hand.

“You’re such a schemer, do you think she’ll like it?” Zou Mei looked at Tang Feng with a meaningful gaze, as if conveying something silently.

“Don’t look at me like that, it makes me feel anxious inside,” Tang Feng said.

“It’s you who like this kind of lingerie, isn’t it?” Zou Mei showed her cunning side.

“Of course I like it.

Can you wear it for me to see?” Tang Feng asked, his hand pressing on a watermelon.

Zou Mei exhaled a breath.

Being pinched from behind was a killer sensation; he always targeted her weak spots with precision.

Thinking about what she had agreed to do that evening sent a shiver through her.

Could she handle it?

Pushing Tang Feng’s hand away, Zou Mei had to change the subject, “Ah Feng, what time should we get the dishes ready?”

“Six o’clock would be good.

It would be great if the chefs here could prepare some barbecue, that would make things more fun,” Tang Feng replied.

“You got it, leave it to me.

You better go get ready too.” Zou Mei pushed Tang Feng away, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Thus, Tang Feng was pushed out, shaking his head as he entered the school, bought some fruit, and knocked on Mr.

He Menglin’s door.

She’s here!

The voice was still so pleasant to hear.

He Menglin was dressed beautifully, seemingly preparing to go out.

Tang Feng assessed her from head to toe and gave a thumbs up.

Tang Feng was about to offer a compliment when, in the next moment, his ear was grabbed and he was pulled into the room.

“Tell me, where did you vanish to these last two weeks?

Don’t you know your aunt was worried sick?

She’s been on tenterhooks every day, afraid that you’ve had an attack and collapsed somewhere out of sight.

You heartless thing, you didn’t even call,” He Menglin was truly angry.

She and Murong Qinglan had almost turned every place upside down looking for Tang Feng, to no avail, and had even reported him missing to the police.

It was then Tang Feng realized he had gone too far.

He should have called to let them know he was okay, but there was no signal inside Little Cave Heaven, so he couldn’t do anything about it.

He could only try to make amends slowly.

“Mr.

He, I know you’re worried about me.

I was wrong this time.

Whatever punishment you decide, I’ll accept,” Tang Feng said, offering his head to He Menglin.

“What’s the use of punishing you?

Just hurry up and call your aunt,” said He Menglin, who had calmed down considerably since her initial anger, being a teacher who was well-versed in controlling her temper.

“You make the call for me, my phone is out of charge,” Tang Feng sighed helplessly.

This showed that he still had much to consider.

Making a call to people who were worried and anxious about him was definitely necessary.

He sat down and left his phone to charge at He Menglin’s place.

He Menglin really wanted to strangle Tang Feng; was he truly so cold-blooded?

Didn’t he want to hear his aunt’s voice at all?

He’s such a complete jerk.

On the other end, Murong Qinglan was crying with excitement upon hearing Tang Feng had returned; she had been tormented by his absence for days.

“Where is that boy?

Why didn’t he call me?

That heartless wretch.

If he doesn’t answer, I’m going to die—just tell him that,” Murong Qinglan was genuinely furious.

“Hurry up and answer, do you really want to anger your aunt to death?” He Menglin really felt like throttling Tang Feng.

Tang Feng took the phone, but seized the opportunity to touch He Menglin’s hand, which she quickly withdrew as if electrified.

She knew it was dangerous being with this boy; having had her first kiss stolen, she couldn’t predict what she would lose next.

A woman’s inner sanctuary tends to be lost step by step, until it’s beyond redemption.

It’s like being enchanted, carefully on guard, yet still crumbling away.

“Auntie, I’ve troubled your heart,” Tang Feng said, a hint of sourness in his heart, for this woman was indeed the tenderest spot there.

“It’s good you’re back; don’t leave, I’ll be right over,” Murong Qinglan had intended to scold Tang Feng, but when she actually heard his voice, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

In the end, it’s still love.

“You know, you need to repay Qing Lan well in the future.

You don’t realize that in her heart, she values you more than herself.

I really envy the relationship between you two,” He Menglin wasn’t leaning towards any romantic implications.

She was simply shaken by this kind of familial affection.

“I know, and I won’t let her suffer.

Whatever I have, my aunt can have too,” Tang Feng said.

“I hope you keep your word, and don’t forget it all after getting married and having kids.

A big part of your aunt’s marriage life is because of you; you must remember this,” said He Menglin, truly worthy of being a teacher, educating with command and leaving no room for rebuttal—truly impressive.

“Mr.

He, how about I marry you?

That way, there’s no fear of my aunt being mistreated, since you two are good friends,” Tang Feng suggested.

“Don’t joke about such things; I am your teacher.”

“Are there teachers who ‘kiss-kiss’ with their students?” Tang Feng laughed.

“That was an accident; it was you, the kid, forcing your way, it doesn’t count,” He Menglin was so annoyed she wanted to hit someone.

Of course, she knew she couldn’t beat him, so it was more of a gesture.

“No matter what, the fact is we kissed.

If we were in ancient times, you’d definitely be entering the Tang Family,” Tang Feng said.

“Enough, be serious.

There are plenty of young girls around you, isn’t there also the school beauty chasing you?

That’s what you should be pursuing,” He Menglin replied.

“But Mr.

He, what should I do if I’m only interested in you?”

“No, I’m not interested in you,” He Menglin rolled her eyes.

Although she appeared calm on the surface, her heart was racing uncontrollably.

She tried to remain composed, yet feared that Tang Feng would do something, and she truly wouldn’t be able to resist him.

Tang Feng, with his current level, could surely see through her, and he wouldn’t misbehave, but he could create opportunities for her to throw herself into his arms.

“Teacher, can I have a glass of water?

I’m thirsty,” Tang Feng said as he lay on He Menglin’s bed.

“Get up; who allowed you to lie down like that?”

“I’m tired.”

“Still, it’s not okay.

Get up and sit over there, or you won’t get any water,” He Menglin attempted to pull Tang Feng up.

“Mr.

He, be careful behind you, there’s a cockroach,” Tang Feng said with a sly smile that seemed like he was about to succeed.

Come on, fall into my arms.

This guy had already opened his arms, but who knew that He Menglin just turned around and stomped her foot, not a cry or fear to be seen, as calm as a breeze.

Tang Feng was slightly startled and let loose a curse.

It seems this trick doesn’t work on every woman; what’s in the books is just a story after all.

Would Tang Feng give up if his plan was thwarted?

Of course not; if one method fails, there’s always a second.

A man should be persistent and strive until success is achieved.

“Kid, trying to be sneaky won’t work on me.

Don’t harbor any crooked thoughts, hmph!”

Before Tang Feng had the chance to implement his second stratagem, He Menglin took the initiative, seemingly aware of his intentions— he had underestimated her.

Cough cough!

“Teacher, I really didn’t expect our minds to be so in sync.

Since you know everything now, there’s no point for me to hide anything,” Tang Feng reached out his hand to grab her, and He Menglin, caught off guard by his boldness, reacted too slowly and found herself falling onto him.