Crazy Means Truly Crazy

"Stop messing around."

She raised a hand and hooked her arm through Wu Yang Jin's, looking as if she had latched onto him for good.

"Anyway, I've taken a liking to you. From now on, I can do the research while you fight for me. Perfect combination."

"Ah, I give up on you."

Hearing that, Wu Yang Jin looked at her and could not help shaking his head with a chuckle.

Knock, knock, knock—!

A knock came from the door. Then it was pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in.

"Yang Jin, things really are getting livelier and livelier here," Tang Wu Lin said helplessly as he entered.

Tang Wu Lin sighed. Just as he was about to say something else, a pink figure went scampering over to him with a "thump, thump, thump."

The familiar Ling Zichen wore her signature devil-may-care smile. She looked at him mischievously, folded her arms across her chest, and deliberately let out a profound sigh.

"Oh my, isn't this our Tang Sect Master? Wu Yang Jin, you have no idea—when I went to see him just now, the first thing this guy did was stare at my butt."

Wu Yang Jin: "..."

Tang Wu Lin: "..."

The air fell silent in an instant, and Tang Wu Lin's mouth twitched violently.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't talk nonsense!"

Ling Zichen leisurely turned around, patted the side of her waist, then generously gestured at her figure.

"What? Did I say anything wrong? Wu Yang Jin didn't stare at me at all. He's a proper gentleman~ unlike certain people..."

Tang Wu Lin was practically about to explode. His face was covered in dark lines as he directly raised a hand to cover his forehead.

"Ling Zichen! You did that on purpose, didn't you?! I was just observing