Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Quan raised his hand to interrupt her: "The usual place, Tongluogu Lane."

"This is the deposit."

Before he finished speaking, he flipped his fingers and pulled a thick wad of banknotes from his pocket with a swift and decisive motion.

Before Chen Xueru could even find a chance to refuse, ten brand-new black papers were already firmly pressed onto the glass counter.

She slightly lifted her eyelids, glanced at it quickly, her lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and then with a flick of her finger, the stack of money silently slid into the drawer.

The next second, she turned to Qiao Jingjing and Zhu Zhuqing with a beaming smile, her voice as soft as honey: "The business is settled, Sister Jingjing, Sister Zhuqing, why don't you sit down and have a cup of freshly brewed coffee?"

As for Lin Quan? She didn't even spare a glance for him, and had no intention of inviting him to sit down.

Qiao Jingjing looked at Lin Quan, who had been completely ignored, and then caught a glimpse of the subtle emotions that Chen Xueru couldn't hide in her eyes. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth lifted, curving into a very faint but meaningful arc.

"Since Sister Xue Ru invited us, how could we refuse? Zhu Qing and I will take this opportunity to try your cooking."

"Sister Jingjing, Sister Zhuqing, please come with me—"

Seeing Qiao Jingjing readily agree, a hint of joy flashed in Chen Xueru's eyes. She turned around and led the two of them through the curtain, disappearing back into the inner hall.

Lin Quan stood there, his Adam's apple bobbing, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Why……"

A soft sigh reached her lips, but she swallowed it back down.

He wasn't unaware of the deep grievance in Chen Xueru's eyes, nor was he unaware of the undercurrent of tension in the air.

But Qiao Jingjing had already seen everything – her mental power was as fine as silk and as dense as a net, and even the frequency of Chen Xueru's eyelashes trembling could not escape her perception.

One was unwilling to leave and tried to force him to speak by ignoring him.

One person knew perfectly well what was going on, yet insisted on going along with it, making the performance even more convincing.

A woman's mind is never governed by any rules!

Lin Quan stared in the direction the three had left, paying particular attention to the subtle distance and unspoken understanding between Qiao Jingjing and Chen Xueru as they walked side by side, which made him feel a chill run down his spine.

Could he stop him? Would he dare to stop him? What else could he do at this moment but stand by and watch?

More than an hour later, the three reappeared, chatting and laughing, as intimately as best friends who had grown up together.

There was not a trace of the tense atmosphere and undercurrents that had just been brewing!

"Sister Jingjing, Sister Zhuqing, be sure to come visit me when you have time!"

As she escorted him to the store entrance, Chen Xueru smiled brightly and spoke in a familiar tone as if they had known each other for many years.

"Don't worry, Xue Ru, we won't come. Just come looking for us!"

The three women exchanged pleasantries in a warm and natural manner before reluctantly parting ways.

After walking quite a distance from Xue Ru's silk shop, Lin Quan finally couldn't contain himself and quietly observed the two people beside him.

Zhu Zhuqing remained completely bewildered, slowly sipping her coffee from her paper cup, her eyes clear and innocent—she treated it like a regular afternoon tea, completely unaware of any underlying tension.

Qiao Jingjing, however, noticed Lin Quan's gaze, and a fleeting smile flashed across her lips, cunning yet confident, unseen by anyone.

The three of them returned to their residence in silence. As soon as they sat down at the stone table in the backyard, Qiao Jingjing looked up and stared straight at Lin Quan.

"Don't you ever think about it—"

She paused, tapped the table lightly with her fingertips, and said in a clear voice, "How did Chen Xueru and I suddenly become 'one of us'?"

"This change happened so fast, without even a gust of wind."

Lin Quan met her gaze, and instead breathed a sigh of relief, his expression frank. He simply shook his head: "I don't want to guess, and I don't plan to ask."

He had already figured things out along the way.

Whatever tacit understanding or foreshadowing Qiao Jingjing and Chen Xueru reached, Qiao Jingjing knew her place and was even more discerning than Chen Xueru herself.

If that's the case, why bother digging deeper?

Since you can't lose anything anyway, you might as well use your brain to think about something else.

How can we fully extract and integrate the strengths of Qiao Jingjing's post-apocalyptic wasteland and Zhu Zhuqing's Martial Soul Continent?

Lin Quan said he wanted to lie down completely, but to truly rest without any worries, he had to remove the stones weighing on his heart one by one.

The most straightforward and satisfying solution is only one: make yourself so strong that no one can challenge you!

Once Lin Quan reaches the pinnacle, capable of shattering mountains with a wave of his hand and suppressing nuclear explosions with a flick of his finger, there will be nothing in this world that can make him frown.

By then, let alone wanting to curl up on the sofa and sunbathe;

Even if he were to raise his voice and demand the construction of palaces and the granting of titles and lands, no one would dare to even blink.

Seeing Lin Quan's nonchalant attitude, Qiao Jingjing felt a strange tightness in her chest, as if she were being squeezed and couldn't let go.

"You really don't want to know at all..."

"In no mood."

Lin Quan waved his hand, not even lifting his eyelids, looking as lazy as if he had just woken up.

I don't want you to think about it! I'm making you remember it!

Seeing the situation slipping out of her control, Qiao Jingjing was so angry that her teeth itched, and her mental power burst forth instantly.

The moment she clenched her teeth, Lin Quan froze, his face turned pale, and the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly—it wasn't that he didn't want to struggle, but rather that even his fingertips felt like they were nailed into cement, completely immobile.

Qiao Jingjing's mental power bound him like iron chains, pinning him firmly to the spot;

A wisp of thought quietly slipped down, precisely pinching the soft flesh on his side and twisting it hard!

As Lin Quan grimaced and endured this "private torture," he thought to himself: This isn't acting cute; it's clearly a miniature torture session...

Once she had vented her anger, she withdrew her mental power and glared at him with a fierce look.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who was watching from the sidelines, felt the sharp mental fluctuations and noticed Lin Quan's face turning pale and then red, looking like he was about to cry but had no tears. The corners of her mouth also quietly curled up.

Whether it's Qiao Jingjing or Zhu Zhuqing, since they entered into a contract with Lin Quan, the days have passed by one by one—

In their respective worlds, they remain the same ruthless, cold-blooded women they always were;

But as soon as you step into the land where Linquan is located, it feels as if a thousand-pound burden has been lifted off your shoulders, and even your breathing becomes lighter.

Being together is as natural and comfortable as breathing.

Especially since the two of them and Lin Quan broke that thin veil, in just one day, Qiao Jingjing, who used to keep everyone at arm's length, has quietly begun to show some girlish side:

Sometimes she tilts her head and scolds playfully, sometimes she leans closer and acts spoiled, even her eyes are as soft as spring water.

After playing around, looking at the two women in front of him who had taken off their armor and whose brows and eyes were relaxed, Lin Quan silently smiled.

"We've had our fun and laughter, now—it's time to get down to business."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Jingjing and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance, their expressions immediately becoming calm.

Before they could speak, Lin Quan turned to Qiao Jingjing and said calmly, "Today I gave all those gun blueprints to Aunt Wang and asked her to submit them directly to the higher-ups."

"This batch of equipment is enough to reverse the balance of power in China at present..."

"Fortunately, I have the old connections left by my parents to back me up, so I won't get caught up in layers of investigations or cause any unforeseen complications."