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Chapter 327 - 325: Century-Old Turtle Soup

    <h4>Chapter 327: Chapter 325: Century-Old Turtle Soup</h4>


    Watching Bai Weiwei hastily leave, Lu Tianxing took a long while to snap back to reality. What was this pace? The sister-inw taking the initiative to seduce her brother-inw, wasn’t she afraid of being struck by lightning?


    "Should I go, or should I not go!"


    Lu Tianxing felt like these were the only two thoughts left in his mind. As soon as he thought of Bai Weiwei’s enchanting figure swaying in front of him, Lu Tianxing felt the me that had just been extinguished was about to reignite. Immediately, he forcefully doused the me again.


    The sister-inw was too dangerous, it was best not to touch her. If Bai Qiao Mountain found out that he was eyeing the pot while eating from his bowl, he wouldn’t be spared.


    "I should keep my distance from Bai Weiwei in the future, this girl definitely doesn’t have any good intentions."


    Lu Tianxing made up his mind. With temptation after temptation, he couldn’t guarantee that one day he wouldn’t be able to resist and be done in by his sister-inw. If that happened, the joke would really be on him. Since he couldn’t afford to provoke, he would just hide far away.


    Shaking his head to cast away the impractical thoughts, Lu Tianxing, with a brilliant smile, walked down the stairs.


    When he spotted the situation in the living room, Lu Tianxing’s face changed, and he subconsciously wanted to turn back upstairs.


    In the living room, Bai Zhiqing was sitting at the dining table with a flush of shyness on her face, her head almost lowered beneath the table. Bai Qiao Mountain and He Can were both smiling and saying something, seemingly educating Bai Zhiqing on how to have children and when was the most appropriate timing.


    "Tianxing, you’re down too."


    Just as he was nning to sneak back upstairs unnoticed by the others in the living room, He Can’s voice already rang in his ear.


    Lu Tianxing stiffened, turned around awkwardly, and said, "Grandpa, Grandma, good morning."


    "You too, how can you be down so early? Really now, don’t you know to sleep a bit more?"


    He Can frowned slightly at Lu Tianxing and said, "I read online that the chances of getting pregnant are higher in the morning. You two really should hurry up, always wasting time. I tell you, you’ll regret it if you miss your chance."


    Lu Tianxing immediately broke out in a cold sweat. The olddy was so eager for a grandchild, she was going crazy. Could online words be believed? Online it also says that Kim~Fat~Child and O~Ba~Beef are friends with benefits, with a love-hate rtionship!


    "Grandma, I have to go to work, so I need to get up early," Lu Tianxing hurriedly exined.


    Hearing this, Bai Qiao Mountain nced at Lu Tianxing with dissatisfaction and said, "Work, work, is work more important than having children? If we hadn’te back this morning, we wouldn’t know you were getting up so early. It seems we’ll have to set a time for you, not allowed to get up before ten o’clock."


    "Eh!"


    Lu Tianxing was sweating profusely, feeling like the old couple had returned so early specifically to check up on them. They really went all out for the sake of a great-grandchild.


    "Grandpa, Grandma, Sis, Brother-inw, good morning."


    At this moment, Bai Weiwei walked down from upstairs, smiling and greeting everyone, her expression as calm as ever, as if this morning’s incident had never happened.


    If it weren’t for Bai Weiwei’s gaze darting around, avoiding his eyes, Lu Tianxing might have doubted whether the previous incident was just a dream.


    "Weiwei is down,e have breakfast," said He Can, who then stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Lu Tianxing quickly stood up, ready to help, but was stopped by He Can.


    Soon, He Can came out of the kitchen with a big soup bowl covered with a lid, and the rich aroma immediately permeated the air, making everyone’s mouth water.


    "Grandma, it smells so good, let me taste how it is."


    As soon as Bai Weiwei caught a whiff of the aroma, her eyes lit up, and she eagerly reached for the chopsticks toward the bowl, only to be directly blocked by He Can.


    "Why are you always around? Go away, what are you trying to eat? This soup is prepared for your brother-inw. If you want breakfast, go to the kitchen yourself, and if you want soup, there’s none for you."


    He Can gave Bai Weiwei a re, then turned to Lu Tianxing with a gentle face and said, "Tianxing,e have some soup. This soup was stewed with a hundred-year-old turtle that I had someone look for a long time. They say it’s extremely nourishing. Try it and see how you like the taste, do you like it or not?"


    "A hundred-year-old turtle."


    Upon hearing this, Lu Tianxing’s face almost turned pale with fright—this olddy wouldn’t stop until she nearly killed him.


    Turtles were known to have strong vitality-enhancing effects; who knows how terrifying the effect of a hundred-year-old turtle would be.


    Lu Tianxing felt an urge to cry and looked at Bai Zhiqing for help, hoping she would speak up for him.


    "Why are you looking at me? Grandma prepared this for you. Do you really want to see Grandma’s hard work early in the morning go to waste?" Bai Zhiqing teased mischievously, her eyes gleaming with schadenfreude.


    It served him right for teasing her all the time. Now he finally realized what it’s like to be in trouble. Hoping for her to save him? No chance.


    "Damn it."


    Lu Tianxing cursed inwardly, with an almost tearful gaze fixed on the turtle soup in front of him, wishing he could shred it to pieces. You’re a centenarian, for heaven’s sake. Why couldn’t you just hide away and await enlightenment? Instead, you had to show off and ended up dead, dragging me into this mess.


    "What’s wrong, Tianxing, you don’t like it?" He Can asked puzzled.


    "I like it, Grandma, I really like it, thank you," said Lu Tianxing, smiling bitterly inside, feelingpletely powerless. It was the olddy’s kind gesture. How could he refuse? It would only hurt her feelings.


    After finishing breakfast, Lu Tianxing didn’t dare to pause for any longer. He rushed out of the room, unable to bear the looks from He Can and Bai Qiao Mountain any longer. Their nces were so green, it made him feel as though he was being preyed upon by a pack of wolves, his skin crawling with unease.


    Lighting a cigarette for himself, Lu Tianxing took a deep breath, d that at least Bai Zhiqing managed not to reveal any ws just now, despite her shyness. Otherwise, if Bai Qiao Mountain found out about the opportunity he had especially created for himself and he did nothing, he would probably be hit with her shoes in no time.


    Just then, Bai Zhiqing also stepped out of the vi, but there was a slight blush on her pretty face, and her gaze towards Lu Tianxing carried an indescribable shyness.


    "Wife, you’re finally out. I asked you to help me just now; why didn’t you help me?"


    Lu Tianxing looked at Bai Zhiqing with feigned resentment. He had single-handedly finished the bowl of century-old turtle soup and was to this moment feeling his stomach bloated.


    With a touch of irrepressible blush on her face, Bai Zhiqing replied, "Why should I help you, and what should I have said?"


    Lu Tianxing chuckled, "You could have said that I have strongbat abilities and don’t need nourishment."


    "Get lost."


    Bai Zhiqing’s face turned red, and she shot Lu Tianxing a look. Recalling her grandmother’s words—saying that men should take it easy and not indulge too deeply—made her cheeks burn even hotter, all because of this guy.


    After giving Lu Tianxing a fierce re, Bai Zhiqing turned and walked towards the garage, starting the car and driving off.
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