Chapter 61

"Uh..." Lin Yihang was slightly taken aback.

This girl is clearly targeting me! It seems she overheard my conversation with Dong Qing just now.

"Or, how about you take responsibility by offering yourself to me?" Lu Man continued with a smile.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The rice Lin Yihang had just put in his mouth almost choked him, and he started coughing violently.

A hand reached out and patted his back. Lu Man smiled considerately, "Look at you, you’re so scared. Is this girl really that terrifying?"

"No! No!" Lin Yihang quickly shook his head, his face drenched in sweat.

Are girls nowadays all this bold?

On the opposite side, Dong Qing was so angry she wanted to turn and leave. How could this girl be so shameless? To say such things in front of so many people? And she even had the nerve to pat his back.

Lin Yihang is really something, why doesn’t he... Thinking to this point, Dong Qing was stunned. What should Lin Yihang do? She actually had a faint hope that Lin Yihang would seriously push Lu Man away.

But if Lin Yihang really did that, she would probably think he was lacking in manners, right?

Ding ding!

Dong Qing’s spoon clattered against her plate as she scooped up rice.

Yang Tingting looked at Dong Qing, deep in thought.

"Don’t worry! This girl is of heavenly beauty, and I wouldn’t agree to take responsibility by offering myself to you! How about this, I heard you’re going to stew medicinal soup tonight. Including us two shouldn’t be a problem, right?" Lu Man smiled.

"No problem! No problem!" What could Lin Yihang say? Of course, there’s no problem!

"No, it won’t work!" Lin Yihang slapped his forehead as he remembered an issue.

"Why not? Are you being so stingy? Or is it that you didn’t buy enough ingredients?" This time, Yang Tingting spoke, feigning displeasure.

"Of course not. It’s an honor to invite two... three beautiful ladies to dinner." Lin Yihang said, "However, stewing medicinal soup takes time. Otherwise, the medicinal effects and flavor won’t come out. It takes at least three to four hours. If I start after school, it will be past nine in the evening when it’s done, and we’ll finish eating around ten, or even later. This time... wouldn’t it be too late?"

"That’s a problem." Lu Man and Yang Tingting exchanged glances.

Both of them were day students, and getting home so late would definitely not pass their mothers’ scrutiny.

"How about this, you stew the medicinal soup, put it in a thermal pot, and bring it to us tomorrow for lunch. What do you think?" Lu Man suggested, settling for a second-best option.

She was really reluctant. The thought of Lin Yihang and Dong Qing having a cozy dinner together while she had to wait until the next day for lunch made her very unhappy. But she had no choice.

She even had a fleeting thought of moving out of her home to rent a small apartment. But the idea was quickly dismissed because of her strict upbringing.

"Alright! No problem!" Lin Yihang nodded, naturally having no reason to refuse.

"Hehe, I knew Yihang is the best." Lu Man smiled, looking at Lin Yihang.

"Hehe! Hehe!" Lin Yihang laughed awkwardly.

"I’m full, I’ll go back to the classroom first. You two can continue eating slowly." Dong Qing couldn’t bear it anymore, unable to watch the two of them almost flirting.

"Okay!" Lin Yihang waved.

Yang Tingting and the others also greeted her with smiles.

"By the way, here’s 7,500 yuan, to pay you back." Lin Yihang, who could be considered quite wealthy, took out a stack of money and handed it to Yang Tingting.

"Keep it! Consider it... the cost of the ingredients for the medicinal soup you’re stewing for us." Yang Tingting didn’t take the money. Her tone was calm, but her attitude was firm.

"Alright!" Lin Yihang didn’t insist and put the money away.

Because he considered Yang Tingting a friend. Friends... don’t they share everything? And Yang Tingting didn’t seem to be short of money.

Moreover, if he were to specially prepare the medicinal soup for three beautiful ladies, the ingredients alone would cost thousands of yuan, not to mention the invaluable formula he inherited from Longhu Mountain.

This was evident from the fact that he charged one million yuan for each consultation when treating others.

Charging 7,500 yuan and repaying with medicinal soup... Yang Tingting definitely wasn’t at a loss.

Of course, this thought only flashed through his mind. Friends don’t need to be so calculative.

After finishing their meal, the three of them returned to the classroom, chatting and laughing. They attracted attention along the way, but the three of them were quite composed.

In the afternoon class, Lin Yihang was very focused. Lu Man didn’t pass any notes. The college entrance exam was approaching, and mock exams were just around the corner, so they couldn’t afford to be distracted.

The first class was history, and the teacher was explaining the test papers. Lin Yihang took the opportunity to review his textbook. Although his soul was damaged in the time-space vortex, his memory as a cultivator, even if damaged, was still capable of remembering ordinary text at a glance.

His previous self’s foundation was too weak, and Lin Yihang needed to study hard to solidify his basic knowledge. The history textbook, once flipped through, would be remembered.

If the other students knew this, they would probably be jealous to the point of bleeding from their eyes.

After all, high school students in the humanities spend countless hours memorizing. They struggle through early morning readings, while others can finish in a few minutes with a quick glance... that’s the difference!

"This guy’s lecture is pretty boring, I really miss our teacher Yin Nuor." His desk mate, Little Fatty, saw Lin Yihang aimlessly flipping through the book... well, from the outside, it did look like he was just flipping through the book. He glanced at each page and turned it, clearly not reading... and subconsciously thought Lin Yihang was also not paying attention to the lecture, so he started chatting quietly to find common ground.

Teacher Yin Nuor, their official history teacher, was the dream girl of all the boys in the class in his previous life’s memory. She had graduated just two years ago, with a devilish figure that made the boys ejaculate in their sleep more than once.

A week before Lin Yihang’s穿越 (穿越 means "穿越" in Chinese, which can be translated as "穿越" in English, but in this context, it means "time travel" or "穿越" in a more literal sense), Teacher Yin Nuor took leave due to family matters, and a male teacher in his thirties took over the class. This disappointed the male students greatly. They were about to graduate, and the time they could spend with Teacher Yin Nuor was being cut short, which was one of the most tragic events of their senior year.

"Uh-huh!" Lin Yihang nodded casually. Seeing Little Fatty’s infatuated expression, he smiled slightly, not sure if this guy was missing Teacher Yin Nuor’s lectures or her body.

"Huh?" Lin Yihang flipped to a certain page in the textbook and suddenly exclaimed, his eyes fixed on a picture in the book.

"Is this... a medicine cauldron?" Surprised, Lin Yihang’s voice was high, and the whole class turned to look at him.

Not just the students, but the teacher, who was lecturing, also frowned and looked over.

Little Fatty’s head immediately lowered, indicating it had nothing to do with him. At the same time, he glanced at Lin Yihang’s textbook out of the corner of his eye.

"Bro, what medicine cauldron? That’s a Shang Dynasty bronze vessel! It’s the Si Mu Wu Ding! It was used by ancient people for sacrifices." Little Fatty couldn’t bear to see this. This guy, who usually doesn’t study well, doesn’t even know such basic knowledge!

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