A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

The Lin family's rooms are so nice.

The walls are covered with large windows, offering a view of the meticulously manicured yard below;

A large, soft bed, big enough to roll around in three times, I don’t know what kind of material the sheets were made of, they were so soft you could sink into them;

Even the toilet is a separate room with white tiles, and hot water gushes out when you turn on the faucet.

Ye Feng lay on the large, soft bed, humming comfortably.

"I really regret not coming down here ten years ago. If I had, I could have enjoyed it much sooner."

For ten years on the mountain, Ye Feng slept on a cold stone bed and was covered with a tattered old cotton quilt. His little face would turn red from the cold in winter. Master Feng thought Ye Feng snored too loudly at night, so he sent Ye Feng to the back to watch over the herb garden for most of the year, where he kept company with a bunch of herbs and wild rabbits, and had to listen to the howling of wolves at night.

I can roll around on this big, soft bed from tonight until tomorrow morning.

"Get up!"

Lin Yuqing stood outside the door with her arms crossed, looking down at this scoundrel.

After settling the man in, Lin Yuqing felt it necessary to make things clear with him, otherwise this guy would take advantage of her kindness and start thinking he was the young master of the Lin family after only two days.

"They live in my house, eat my food, and take my money." She held up one finger.

She said "rules" aloud first, then repeated it.

Ye Feng got out of bed, sat cross-legged, looking completely unfazed.

"Speak, Chief Steward Lin."

"The first one"

She held up one finger, her voice slightly choked, "I'm appointing you as a bodyguard, so just be a good bodyguard. Unless I say something, you're not allowed to wander around the Lin family home or touch anything without permission."

"OK"

Ye Feng spoke very frankly.

"The second one"

She extended another finger, her voice lower, "Keep yesterday's events to yourself, don't tell anyone."

Ye Feng grinned mischievously and made a face with his hand: "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten, almost completely forgotten."

Lin Yuqing blushed and glared at him resentfully.

Is this guy genuinely indifferent or just pretending?

Lin Yuqing thought about it all night, wishing she could dig out her blood and feed it to him, but this morning he slept like a little piglet, ate and slept as soon as he got up, and didn't seem to care at all.

"The third one!" she raised her voice, "Stay away from me, and don't keep staring at me like that when you're not looking."

"Why would I want to look at you?" Ye Feng said with a look of disgust. "My masters are all good-looking. Any one of them could be your teacher. You wouldn't even rank in the top three in terms of looks on this mountain."

Lin Yuqing felt a sharp pain in her heart from those words.

Not even in the top three?

Lin Yuqing, the goddess of Dongyang, is a goddess that many people yearn to see but never have the chance to see. Yet, she is told by a country bumpkin that she can't even rank in the top three.

Lin Yuqing took a deep breath and told herself not to bother with this kind of person; it wasn't worth it.

"The fourth one," he said through gritted teeth, finishing the last word, "is 100,000 a month. If you can't do it, you're fired."

"No problem," Ye Feng said readily, then added, "But Boss Lin, your fourth item has to be changed like this."

"Change what?"

"If I do a good job, you'll fire me?" he said matter-of-factly. "If I do a good job, you'll give me more money?"

Lin Yuqing almost choked to death by him.

He figured this guy had only two nerves in his head: one called money, and the other, well, also called money! Saving people cost extra, uncovering scams cost extra, and even setting rules could be twisted into charging extra.

"You better behave yourself!" she said irritably, then turned and left.

But when she reached the door, she stopped, turned her back to him, hesitated for a moment, and replied irritably, "7:30 pm, I'll be waiting for you downstairs for dinner."

"Oh, what's for dinner? Is there braised pork? I've been a vegetarian on the mountain for eleven years now, my mouth is practically watering at the thought of bird droppings!"

Lin Yuqing's steps faltered.

"...Have them cook the food."

She didn't look back, and walked quite a distance before noticing that the corners of her mouth had somehow turned up.

She abruptly forced her lips back into her mouth.

What are you laughing at? He's a bastard! He's a bastard whose head is full of money. He thinks he's the master and he's got a sharp tongue.

But when she reached the top of the stairs, she inexplicably stopped again.

Do you consider yourself the master?

Yes! He acted like he was the master. Yesterday, with such a big incident, he just grabbed a few thousand yuan and ran off without saying a word. Today, when they met, it was all business; there wasn't a trace of romance in his eyes. On the contrary… it was him…

It turns out that from beginning to end, she was the only one who was awkward and unable to let go.

"Lin Yuqing, are you out of your mind?"

She muttered a curse at herself, as if trying to throw away that inexplicable emotion, and walked away as quickly as if fleeing.

Upstairs in the room, Ye Feng lay on the bed again, staring at the ceiling, but he wasn't happy.

He placed his right hand on his left, staring blankly at his fingers.

When I was examining Lin Zhenshan, I could clearly feel that beneath his weakened meridians, there was an extremely faint but chilling aura. It didn't seem like a disease aura, but rather like the traces of something extremely cold and yin that had been present for a long time.

How could a man who has stayed at home for so many years be tainted with such pure yin energy? Unless... the person living around him is someone full of yin energy, and over time, feelings develop between them, and the energy is contagious.

He frowned, then shook his head and chuckled.

It must be my own perception that's wrong. The Lin family's house is built against the mountain, so it's always shady and cool. The old man has been sick at home for a long time, so it's normal for him to absorb some yin energy. How could there be so many coincidences?

He didn't think about it that way, rolled over out of bed, and closed his eyes to go to sleep.

So much has happened in the past few days since he came down the mountain, hasn't it? The female CEO who crashed into his rented house, the man in black chasing him with a kitchen knife, the police baton he broke, his father-in-law who made him faint from anger and then brought him back to life... one thing after another, like a revolving lantern.

My body has grown accustomed to the austere life on the mountain in this lifetime, so it's really hard to get used to the hustle and bustle of the mortal world all at once!

However, only the threat of death still hung over his head, constantly reminding him: I don't have much time left.

"An extremely yin woman..."

He murmured the name his master had told him, letting go of his doubts about the ghosts in the Lin family mansion, along with his exhaustion, and then fell asleep.

In the next room, separated by two walls, Lin Yuqing was sitting by the window, holding a cup of tea, gazing at the bright moon over the courtyard, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

I have no idea what she's thinking.

The moment I close my eyes, the image of that smug man in a vest and slippers pops into my mind. Sometimes he's squatting in front of his father, a profile that could save a life in ten seconds, and other times he's spouting nonsense like "You wouldn't even be in the top three on a mountain," a big-mouthed, smug face that deserves a beating...

"Crazy!" she cursed herself under her breath, finished her tea, and then buried herself in the covers.

The bed was as cold as ever.

She curled up, trying to keep warm for a while before she slowly felt a little warm. Then, in a daze, she thought—tomorrow, will that guy really be able to embarrass the experts from the city in front of everyone?

This idea inexplicably gave her a sense of anticipation before she even got into bed.