Ning Rongrong: Senior Brother, You're So Bad!

"Senior Brother, is this really okay?" Ning Rongrong looked at Ye Feng in surprise.

Not only had Ye Feng not helped Cuihua, he had even sided with Ma Hongjun, encouraging Cuihua to serve Ma Hongjun alongside other women. What Ye Feng had just said was clearly advice for Cuihua to become a gold digger.

"In our society, isn't it perfectly normal for several women to share one husband?" Ye Feng asked in return.

Ning Rongrong had no response. Polygamy was indeed perfectly normal in their world. The Empire's laws did not explicitly mandate monogamy. Many nobles and wealthy merchants even regarded having multiple wives and concubines as a symbol of personal glory and status.

"Cuihua is still young and doesn't know what she may face in the future. I merely laid out the two different paths her future could take. As for what she ultimately chooses, that is entirely up to her. She shouldn't leave behind a lifelong regret because of a momentary fit of anger," Ye Feng explained.

Cuihua merely stared at Ma Hongjun. Ma Hongjun said nothing, waiting for Cuihua to speak first. He knew she simply needed time to make a decision that would affect her entire life.

"Ma Hongjun, how about... we don't break up, and you find another woman?" Cuihua suggested, her face flushed red and her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Alright. Cuihua, don't worry." Ma Hongjun was overjoyed. He raised a hand and swore, "I, Ma Hongjun, swear here and now that whether rich or poor, no matter how many women I have by my side in the future, I will never mistreat you."

"I believe you." Cuihua reached out and took the initiative to hug Ma Hongjun.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations. You have overturned the original storyline and prevented Ma Hongjun and Cuihua from breaking up. Reward: 8 distributable Attribute Points."

Perhaps because this was only a minor storyline, Ye Feng had received only 8 distributable Attribute Points in the end.

"Cuihua, let go of me, quickly. I'm about to lose control. I... I... I need to find Oscar!" Ma Hongjun stretched out his hands and hurriedly pushed Cuihua away.

Cuihua's embrace had reignited the evil fire Ma Hongjun had just suppressed. Sure enough, a small tent had already risen in Ma Hongjun's pants.

"Oscar?"

Ye Feng's expression froze.

As a transmigrator, Ye Feng knew that Oscar and Ma Hongjun had once shared a room. Now that Ma Hongjun was so anxious to find Oscar, there was a lot to unpack here.

Noticing Ye Feng's look, Ma Hongjun said gratefully, "Brother, you stopped Cuihua from leaving me. I'll remember this favor. I won't stay any longer; I have something urgent to deal with, so I'm off. I'll definitely treat you to a meal another day."

Seeing that Ma Hongjun was about to leave, Ye Feng hurriedly grabbed him.

"Brother?"

Ma Hongjun frowned. He was practically on fire with urgency and could not understand why Ye Feng was holding him back.

Ye Feng stepped forward and whispered something into Ma Hongjun's ear. Ma Hongjun held out both hands, staring at his palms in shock as he exclaimed in disbelief, "Huh? That works too?"

Ye Feng nodded, then glanced at Cuihua and whispered another sentence to Ma Hongjun.

"Brother."

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened as he said admiringly, "You really are my good brother. Look at this blockhead of mine—how did I not think of that? Good brother, no need to thank you for such a great favor. I, Ma Hongjun, will remember what you did for me today."

Ye Feng patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder and smiled. "Ma Hongjun, I haven't had breakfast yet, so I won't disturb you. Xiao Wu, Rong Rong, didn't you just say you wanted breakfast? Come on, let's go eat."

As Ye Feng spoke, he had already turned and left, heading for Shrek Academy's cafeteria. Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Tang San followed close behind.

On the way to Shrek Academy's cafeteria, Xiao Wu glanced back at Ma Hongjun and Cuihua, who had returned to the thatched hut, and asked curiously, "Ye Feng, what did you say to that fat guy just now?"

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head. "Can't say it, shouldn't say it, mustn't say it."

Pouting, Xiao Wu asked somewhat unhappily, "You can't even tell me?"

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat. He turned to look at Xiao Wu and asked, "Do you really want to know?"

Xiao Wu nodded.

Deliberately keeping Xiao Wu in suspense, Ye Feng said as though talking to himself, "I gave Ma Hongjun three suggestions in total."

"What three suggestions?" Xiao Wu asked.

Ye Feng leaned close to Xiao Wu's ear and whispered to her.

"Ah?"

Xiao Wu's face flushed crimson, and her delicate hands drifted to her own buttocks.

Then Ye Feng whispered another sentence into Xiao Wu's ear.

"Ah? You..."

Xiao Wu was left speechless. She pointed at Ye Feng, glanced at his hand, and blushed even deeper.

Finally, Ye Feng whispered the third sentence into Xiao Wu's ear.

Xiao Wu froze completely. Her cheeks were as red as ripe peaches, making one want to take a bite. Her misty eyes looked toward Ye Feng as she asked doubtfully, "That works too?"

"Of course." Ye Feng nodded.

Watching Ye Feng and Xiao Wu act so mysteriously, especially Xiao Wu's startled reactions, Ning Rongrong grew intensely curious and asked, "Senior Brother, you're playing favorites. You told Xiao Wu but not me. I want to know what you said to that red-haired fatty too."

Ye Feng looked at Ning Rongrong. Ning Rongrong was his junior sister. Xiao Wu, meanwhile, was now Ye Feng's girlfriend. Since Xiao Wu was Ye Feng's girlfriend, it was only natural for him to say certain improper things to her. Not only would Ye Feng not make Xiao Wu angry, it would instead deepen the bond between them.

But Ning Rongrong was different for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng shook his head. "Junior Sister, it's better if you don't know."

"No, I really want to know." Ning Rongrong's gaze was resolute.

The more Ye Feng spoke that way, the more Ning Rongrong wanted to know exactly what he had said to Ma Hongjun.

Knowing Ye Feng's predicament, Xiao Wu thought that Ning Rongrong was a young girl just like herself. She leaned close to Ning Rongrong's ear and told her what Ye Feng had told her earlier.

As Ning Rongrong listened to Xiao Wu, her face grew redder and redder. In the end, she looked at Ye Feng, her breathing becoming a little rapid as she said shyly, "Senior Brother, you... you're so bad!"

PS: This is today's second update, and there will be another one later. It's already nine thirty; readers who need to go to school or work can sleep first. The Shopkeeper will upload it immediately after finishing. Starting yesterday, this book will have at least three updates every day, with extra updates from time to time.

Lastly, I recommend a book, "Douluo: Starting with the Dragon God Nine Tests." After transmigrating to Douluo, there is no need to cultivate—taking tests is enough to grow stronger. It's a quality work and worth reading.

New work: "Martial Soul: A Gun, Starting with Thousandfold Ice and Fire Body Tempering"