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Peilin hugged her but didn't think too much, just said with a slight warning:

"Sister, you can be beautiful but you can't fall in love with Oppa."

Wan En tilted her head, looked at the ground, and squeezed out a "hmm" from her throat.

She had never disliked Zhao Cheng in the first place, and although she couldn't say that she liked him now, she didn't hate him either.

"Then I'll go first, and then it'll be your turn."

"okay."

Seeing that she agreed, Peilin said nothing more.

"Then I'll go see mom first!" After saying that, Peilin ran to Meijing's room to harass her.

Wan En looked at her mother's room, then looked upstairs, hesitated for a moment, and went back to her own room.

Looking around, is there anything precious that I can give him? I sat down at my computer desk and started searching again.

Money? Computer? PS? Clothes? Shoes?

Nothing could compare to what he was about to do.

Wan En sat back in her chair, her mind racing.

The occasional flickering advertisement light on the web page shone in her deep blue eyes.

He stood up resolutely, pushed the door and went to Zhao Cheng's room.

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Chapter 117 Resistance

Zhao Cheng was practicing Tai Chi in the room.

In terms of the speed of recovering true Qi, this method is the fastest.

Of course, if you can practice dual cultivation, Fengyue Lingjian will naturally be faster.

Seeing Wan En coming in, Zhao Cheng stopped practicing, stood there, looked at her who looked a little embarrassed, and asked:

"what happened?"

Wan En stood there hesitating for a long time, but the words she wanted to say were stuck in her lips and she couldn't utter them.

Zhao Cheng took two steps forward with concern, also trying to guess why she came.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't be so cold and harsh to me now that he has received such a great benefit.

As for whether he should pass on his skills to her since the two of them haven't confirmed their relationship yet, Zhao Cheng has never thought about it. After all, in his heart, she will be his own person sooner or later.

"that..."

Finally speaking, Wan En seemed to have finally mustered up the courage and bowed deeply:

"I'm sorry, I still can't accept this gift!"

After saying that, he ran out, covering his face with his hands, tears welling up in his eyes.

I am not related to him, and I don't have any gift that can be exchanged. As for myself? Wan En has also thought about it.

But what does that become? How is it different from selling your body for money?

Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment. He had never thought that Wan En would refuse, but he immediately understood her thoughts.

Instead, I felt respect in my heart.

She could have accepted this gift silently, or said a few polite words to try to refuse it.

She didn't have to pay anything and didn't have to bear any pressure, but she clearly refused.

I walked out and came to Wan En's door. I gently turned the doorknob, but the door was locked.

Wan En's sobbing voice came from inside the door: "Don't come in!"

After hearing Perrin's description, she knew the door couldn't stop him.

"I really can't accept this with a clear conscience, please go away!"

Wan En was afraid that she would change her mind if he spoke, so she urged him again and again.

Zhao Cheng thought about it and decided that since she had this knot in her heart, he would not push her down for the time being. Otherwise, there would always be a sense of exchange involved, which was unacceptable to someone like him who wanted to gain both her body and soul.

So he said outside the door:

"I respect your decision, but you must tell me if you need my help in the future."

After a long while, a "hmm" sound came from behind the door.

Zhao Cheng turned and left.

Hearing the footsteps fading away at the door, Wan En slid down to the ground, leaning against the door, tears streaming down her face like she had thrown away a treasure.

It was not easy to make this decision, and it was heart-wrenching to actually execute it.

To use a metaphor, it would be like watching billions of Korean won that you have earned turn into ashes, and you did it all with your own hands.

After crying for a while, Wan En wiped her tears, put on her work clothes, and tried to cover her slightly red and swollen eyes with makeup in front of the mirror.

I will work hard to earn money, and one day, I will be able to save enough money to exchange for that magical effect.

Zhao Cheng returned to his room, feeling very emotional. There are not many people, or very few, who can push such things away.

I used to always see people like this in books, but it would be a lie to say I wasn’t shocked when I actually met them in person.

If someone could give him the Yijing to cleanse his marrow, he would probably kneel down and say, "If you don't mind, I will become your adoptive father."

Whether they are obstinate or stubborn, it is hard to say whether such people can thrive in society.

But being able to resist temptation and stick to what is in your heart, speaking only of spiritual practice, this kind of unswerving spirit is likely to lead to greater achievements in the future.

I am far inferior to her.

While reminding myself in my heart, I suppressed the urge to get it right away.

Zhao Cheng calmed down and started practicing Tai Chi again.

......

In Meijing's room, Peilin was tossing and turning on the bed.

"Mom, please ask for leave for me. Oppa has already promised to do it for me."

"Then you have to go to school too, it's the same if you come back at night."

Meijing still refused to agree. She looked at herself in the mirror happily. She didn't expect that she would look so radiant.

"Ah, one day of absence won't affect my grades that much, and Oppa can still give me extra lessons."

Peilin was still mumbling in bed.

Meijing turned around and stretched out a white finger to touch her forehead:

"Don't think I don't know how you study. If your monthly test scores don't improve, forget about meeting Zhao Cheng."

"Huh? That's not fair. Why can you see me but I can't? You're just jealous of my relationship with Oppa."

Meijing turned around and ignored her noise.

"There's no room for negotiation. I don't care about your relationship, but your grades must be improved. If not, I'll ask your sister to come and talk to you."

"Tsk!" Peilin opened the door angrily and ran out, just in time to run into Wan'en who was coming down the stairs.

Seeing her red eyes, she subconsciously grabbed her and said, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, I'm fine, I'm going to work." Wan En quickly turned her head, pried her hand apart, and hurried out the door.

Peilin went upstairs puzzledly, without packing her things, and pushed the door into Zhao Cheng's room.

"Did you bully my sister again?"

Zhao Cheng didn't stop doing Tai Chi and said casually, "No, what happened to her?"

"I don't know." Peilin sat on the chair and rolled her eyes:

"Can you tell Meijing to make that for me today...I won't go to school today."

Zhao Cheng finally stopped and thought to himself that he had forgotten that he still had to go to school. Sometimes he even forgot that he was still a senior in high school.

"You are so far away from Jishi University, and you don't want to study hard?"

When Peilin saw that he had stopped moving, she stood up from the chair and clamped his arms with her two soft balls, saying coquettishly:

"Oppa~, you can tutor me."

"No! This is non-negotiable, unless you study harder."

Zhao Cheng said this righteously, but in his heart he was thinking that you should go quickly so that he could go and see Meijing's condition.

"Oppa, I'm so annoying!" Peilin shook off his arm, slammed the door and walked out.

Not long after, the sounds of doors opening and closing were heard downstairs again, and the whole room fell silent.

Zhao Cheng practiced Tai Chi for about 2 hours, and only after his vital energy was almost restored did he go downstairs leisurely.

Meijing was sitting at her usual dining table, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a laptop in front of her, calculating her current financial returns and next plans.

Then I felt an arm around my waist, and a voice sounded in my ear: "What are you doing?"

Meijing blushed: "I didn't do anything, just look at the benefits."

"How do you feel?"

Zhao Cheng sat on the stool next to him and asked again, kissing the stunning face.

Meijing snuggled into his arms and said, "Very good. I feel like I'm a dozen years younger from the inside out."

Zhao Cheng pinched her nose and said, "You don't look like you are a dozen years younger. You must be at least 20 years younger."

"No way~" Meijing said angrily, but she felt happy in her heart.

Chapter 118 Irresistible Battle

Zhao Cheng hugged her gently and asked, "Have you ever tried to test your current physical fitness?"

"No, I don't really understand these things either." Meijing shook her head, then raised her head and said coquettishly: "Oppa, please teach me~" Her voice was sweet.

Well, Zhao Cheng finally knew who Peilin inherited her genes from.

"Well, just wait a moment."

Zhao Cheng ran upstairs and took down all the weights.

"Just try jumping in the house without any weights."

Tingxiu told herself that WS Group's surveillance was limited to the periphery. Thanks to her intentional or unintentional warnings, the other party never dared to go too far.

Meijing stood up, her cheeks flushed: "Just try it like this?"

She was only wearing a red dress, and the consequences of jumping like that could be imagined.

"Well, let's try it this way." Zhao Cheng tried hard to look serious, but her downward glance betrayed her.

Meijing rolled her eyes at him, but still walked to the center of the room and tried to jump hard.

A figure flashed and Meijing's head quickly approached the roof.

Zhao Cheng quickly jumped up, placed his hands gently on her head, used soft force, and then pulled and released it, and Meijing landed steadily on the ground.

She looked at her legs in disbelief, then looked at Zhao Cheng with a confused look on her face.

"Haha." Zhao Cheng was amused by her appearance. He never thought that Meijing, who had always been mature and steady, would have such a confused and cute expression.

"Try it again."

Meijing nodded, and this time she used some of her strength carefully and reached the roof very lightly.

"Wow! This is amazing." Meijing said in surprise.

"How does it feel inside your body?" Zhao Cheng asked again.

Meijing recalled: "When I wanted to exert force, I felt a stream of air rushing to the soles of my feet, and then my strength increased."