Chapter 22

After a while, Xu Jianxing let go of Lu Qian's hand, and her mood finally calmed down, though she still felt a bit disappointed. After taking a few deep breaths, Lu Qian pretended not to care and asked, "Why were you so nervous just now?"

"Hehe." Xu Jianxing gave a dry laugh and said, "I'm just afraid of becoming famous. I was worried someone might record my boxing and post it online."

At this point, Xu Jianxing's expression changed, and he continued with a mischievous smile, "If some beautiful girl saw it and insisted on marrying me, what would I do?"

"You're just daydreaming." Lu Qian rolled her eyes with a slight coquettishness.

Lu Qian didn't really believe these words, but she understood that Xu Jianxing must have his reasons. Since he didn't want to talk about it, she didn't plan to press further. She changed the subject, "But I have to say, you looked pretty impressive when you were boxing."

"Of course, I can tell you, if seven or eight strong men came at me, I could easily take them down," Xu Jianxing said with a hint of pride.

"You're just boasting. I bet they'd just chat you to death." Lu Qian sneered. In fact, not only did she not believe his words, but she also knew that practical martial artists and performance martial artists were completely different. If it were a practical martial artist or a special forces soldier, she believed they could take on more than ten people with some tactics. As for performance martial artists, they probably couldn't even handle two strong men. In her eyes, Xu Jianxing was a performance martial artist. First, he looked rather fair-skinned and had no obvious scars, indicating he rarely engaged in real combat. Second, he lacked the fierce aura of practical martial artists. For example, one of her bodyguards could make an ordinary person feel uneasy and look away just by a glance, or even turn pale with fear.

Given these two reasons, Lu Qian didn't believe everything Xu Jianxing said. However, she was willing to believe he could handle two or three ordinary people. After all, even a regular martial artist was much stronger than an ordinary person, and Xu Jianxing's boxing looked quite sharp.

If Xu Jianxing knew this, he would be so angry that he might spit blood. He never imagined his boxing was seen as just a show by Lu Qian.

They chatted and jogged for a while, and soon they arrived at the main road near the east gate of the Yunhai Villa District. They slowed down and stopped. Lu Qian smiled and said, "Do you want to come in for a while?"

"No need." Xu Jianxing shrugged. "I'm just idle at home now. I have to cook for Qianzhi later, so let's talk another time."

"That girl is really lucky," Lu Qian said with a hint of envy. At this point, she was convinced that their meeting was purely coincidental, with no ulterior motives. Otherwise, Xu Jianxing wouldn't have mentioned cooking for Qianzhi so casually. Even if Xu Jianxing had some ulterior motives, Lu Qian was willing to pay for them. At least she could see what kind of person he was and find peace of mind. After all, money was just a number to her. Using some money to understand someone's character was worth it. Of course, she preferred the current situation.

Xu Jianxing smiled and waved, "See you later."

"See you later." Lu Qian waved, watching Xu Jianxing's figure gradually disappear. She smiled and walked into the villa. Not long after, she remembered something and immediately called Su Wan'er.

Su Wan'er was still sleeping when the phone rang. She opened her sleepy eyes after a while and grumbled, "Who is it? So annoying."

When she picked up the phone and saw the caller ID, she was a bit puzzled and answered, "Sis, why are you calling me so early?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to tell you that my leave is canceled, and I'll be back to work normally," Lu Qian said with a joyful tone.

"Hey!" Su Wan'er asked curiously, "Sis, you sound pretty good today."

"Ah, no, I don't think so. I always feel good," Lu Qian said with a slight blush. Although she didn't mind sharing her good mood with her sister, she was embarrassed to say some things.

"Really?" Su Wan'er teased, "If you're not feeling good, why are you going back to work?"

"I just feel like it. I'll talk to you later." Lu Qian hung up, humming a happy tune as she walked into the villa.

"Strange, really strange." Su Wan'er shook her head, puzzled by her sister's sudden change in mood. It was only 6:30 AM, and she still had time before work. Although she wasn't very sleepy, she stayed in bed, planning to get up at 7:00. The company was only a 10-minute taxi ride away, and she was also thinking about her sister's change.

Around 7:00, Su Wan'er got dressed and went to the bathroom to freshen up.

At this time, Xu Jianxing had returned home, carrying some ingredients he had bought from the market. He was careful when opening the door, fearing that Su Wan'er was still sleeping. In general, Xu Jianxing was a considerate man who always thought of others' feelings.

After putting the ingredients in the kitchen, Xu Jianxing headed to the bathroom. He had sweated a lot from his long workout and planned to take a shower before cooking.

As he pushed the door open, Xu Jianxing was stunned. Su Wan'er was sitting on the toilet, humming a happy tune, and the sound of water could be heard. Half of her white buttocks was exposed.

"Ah!"

Su Wan'er also noticed his presence and let out a shrill scream.

"Bang!" Xu Jianxing quickly closed the door, his face red with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Qianzhi, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect you to be in there. I'm really sorry."

"Ah!" Su Wan'er screamed again and shouted, "Brother-in-law, I'm going to kill you."

"It's not all my fault. Why didn't you lock the door?" Xu Jianxing felt very wronged.

"I, I..." Su Wan'er was speechless with anger. She did have some responsibility for not locking the door, but since she had always lived with a close friend, they never paid much attention to such details. Sometimes, they even showered together, so this time, Xu Jianxing had taken advantage of the situation.

Hearing no more sounds from the bathroom, Xu Jianxing couldn't help but laugh, not because he felt he had taken advantage, but because he found the situation amusing. After all, he had no ill intentions toward Su Wan'er and treated her like a sister.

After a moment, to ease the awkwardness, Xu Jianxing chuckled, "Qianzhi, you know, your butt is really white."

After saying that, Xu Jianxing quickly returned to the kitchen. His words, of course, triggered another round of Su Wan'er's angry outbursts, but after the outburst, she couldn't help but laugh. For a girl like her, this was very normal.

From Xu Jianxing's words, she understood that he had no dirty thoughts. Otherwise, he wouldn't have mentioned her white butt.

Although there was still a bit of awkwardness, it was just a minor embarrassment.

After a long time in the bathroom, Su Wan'er finally came out. Seeing Xu Jianxing cooking in the kitchen, she couldn't help but blush and said angrily, "Dead brother-in-law, remember to have some decency next time. Whether you're going to the bathroom or my bedroom, knock first. Otherwise, I'll cut off your little JJ."

Xu Jianxing grinned, "Look at what you're saying. This is all for the family. What are you blushing for? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your white butt."

"Stop it, you talk too much." Su Wan'er pounced on Xu Jianxing, punching and kicking him for a while before finally stopping, out of breath.

At this moment, Su Wan'er was surprised. If Xu Jianxing were an ordinary person, he would have begged for mercy by now. But after hitting him for a while, he continued cooking without any change, and his arms didn't even tremble.

This made Su Wan'er ask, "Brother-in-law, are you even human?"

"Hmm." Hearing this, Xu Jianxing suddenly realized what was happening. At first, he thought Su Wan'er was joking and had forgotten that his physical condition had changed.

Thinking about it, Xu Jianxing started to make a show of wincing, "How could I not be human? I was just letting you vent, that's all."

"You're trying to fool me." Su Wan'er scoffed, then pulled Xu Jianxing's arm and pleaded, "Brother-in-law, tell me, have you practiced any external martial arts like the Golden Bell Cover or Iron Shirt?"

"Phew." Xu Jianxing touched his forehead and, to avoid further trouble, said seriously, "I have practiced similar skills for over 10 years, but don't tell anyone."

"Sure, sure." Su Wan'er nodded rapidly like a chicken pecking at food, then looked at Xu Jianxing's fair and smooth skin and said, "But that's not right. Brother-in-law, you're lying. Your skin is fairer than mine, and it's just as smooth. You practiced the Golden Bell Cover or Iron Shirt? Don't joke. Tell me the truth."

"Hmm!" Xu Jianxing was slightly stunned, then his mind raced. He looked at Su Wan'er with disdain and said, "Who told you that practicing external martial arts makes your skin rough? Who told you that the only external martial arts are the Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Cover? There are many things you don't know."

Su Wan'er's eyes lit up, "Then, brother-in-law, tell me, what external martial arts did you practice?"

"I can tell you, but you have to wash my clothes for three months. Of course, you don't have to help with the underwear. Otherwise, forget it," Xu Jianxing chuckled.

"Ah!" Su Wan'er was stunned, then shouted, "Brother-in-law, you're extorting me. I'm extremely dissatisfied."