Young Master Jiang, Rest Assured, We're Professionals.
[I've discovered that the maid in the Chen Manor and the Chihuahua at the clinic share the same name... This was my mistake (it's really hard to come up with a name, even a name can overlap)... But the VIP chapter can't be edited after a while, so... the maid in the Chen Manor had no choice but to change her name to Xiao Hong (poor Xiao Hong)~~~~]
"Go, Mom!"
"Keep it up, Daddy!~~~"
Off-site, Niannian, who had just returned home from school, cheered for her parents in "Sister Chen's" arms.
"Don't worry, Miss Chen, I'll be gentle."
Jiang Lin was overjoyed to see Chen Jia suppress her martial arts cultivation to the first realm!
We're both at the Martial Warrior First Realm! Why should I be afraid of you? Besides, I'm only at the half-step Grass Root Realm.
Besides, as a man, you naturally have an advantage in martial arts!
Therefore, Jiang Lin felt that he finally had a chance to hang Chen Jia up and beat her, to avenge the time he punched her in the chest.
This also proves that in Niannian's heart, Daddy is the one who takes the initiative!
But...
"Bang!"
Thump!
"Ah..."
"Oh..."
"Demacia... Ah!"
Watching everything unfolding on the Martial Arts Training Ground, Niannian turned her little head away and buried it in Mother Chen's arms, unable to bear watching any longer...
After an incense stick has burned.
As Jiang Lin lay in a V-shape on the Martial Arts Training Ground, two lines of tears silently streamed down Jiang Lin face... He had begun to contemplate the meaning of life.
Why...
They're both at the Martial Warrior First Realm, so why does my strongest first level seem like it's made of paper...?
"Mommy's mommy sister, is Daddy okay?"
Although she had seen her dad get hit by her mom many times, and her dad always seemed quite happy about it, Niannian was still very worried.
I hope Daddy wasn't hurt...
"It's alright, Niannian, don't worry, this is how martial arts cultivation is." Mother Chen patted Niannian's head and sighed inwardly.
This is not to say that Jiang Lin is too incompetent.
To be honest, Mother Chen felt that even if she faced her daughter at the first level of martial arts, she probably wouldn't be able to beat her.
Anyone, even if they were at the same level as their daughter, would seriously doubt whether they were truly Martial Warrior Realm...
What Mother Chen lamented was that the Little Jia had been too lenient, which meant Jiang Lin had very little opportunity for physical training.
Despite Jiang Lin's pitiful cries, his actions were nothing compared to how his mother used to discipline her husband.
But you can't blame Little Jia for that; back then, she herself also refused to make a move on her husband...
"Little Jia, take Niannian to rest. You can leave the rest to your mother."
"Mother... Jiang Lin..."
Chen Jia looked at her mother with slightly trembling eyes, her tone slightly coquettish.
The girl knew she had been a bit too lenient, but if her mother were to train Little Lin, Little Lin wouldn't be able to handle it.
"Obedient..."
"Hmm... Mother, there's no need to be in such a hurry, I..."
"I'm fine."
Jiang Lin stood up, his face bruised and swollen.
Although it felt humiliating to say it like that, he did indeed sense that Chen Jia had shown leniency.
Although such training is not without effect, it takes a long time, and I will be leaving the Sun Moon Sect in just a few days, so it's better to end it quickly than to suffer for a long time!
"Jiang Lin, what are you trying to prove? You..."
Chen Jia turned around with slightly Wetland eyes, but Jiang Lin had already gently pressed her head down, and the girl instantly quieted down like a kitten...
"It's alright, trust me, I'm practically a member of the Chen Family now."
Seeing Jiang Lin's hearty laugh despite his bruised and swollen face, the girl's heart raced instantly. She slapped his Big Pig Trotter away, lowered her head, her delicate little feet rubbing together, her small hands clutching the hem of her skirt.
"What... what are you saying... what... what half a Chen Family... my mother is still alive..."
"???"
Jiang Lin was a little confused. That's right, he was practically a half-disciple of the Chen Family, so he should be considered half a Chen Family...
Does that count as a quarter?
"Cough cough cough... Alright, let's go out, don't waste any more time."
For some reason, Mother Chen felt like she had been force-fed a dose of dog food by her own daughter.
Raising her head, Chen Jia looked directly at Jiang Lin, her small mouth slightly open. "If you can't hold on, then so be it. Don't force yourself, understand?"
Looking into Chen Jia's clear, black, jade-like eyes, especially her worried expression, Jiang Lin's heart suddenly raced, as if he were having a heart attack. He even had one of the three great illusions of life: that she liked him.
"Don't worry, I'm Niannian's dad. Mom is so amazing, how can I, as her dad, be ashamed?"
"Hmph... you think you're right..."
With a gentle kick to Jiang Lin's shoe, the girl jumped off the Martial Arts Training Ground, took Little Niannian from her mother's arms, and ran away shyly, like a little girl being teased by the neighbor's older brother.
Her long, black hair, reaching her waist, swayed gently behind her with every step she took as she ran; she was simply adorable.
If I tripped and fell right now, I'd probably cry for a long time...
"Young Master Jiang... I have been rude."
Once Chen Jia had disappeared from sight, Madam Chen had already tied up her skirt and walked up, giving a graceful and elegant bow.
"Ah!!!"
Just as the girl ran out of the courtyard, a scream came from the Martial Arts Training Ground... which was then absorbed by the Soundproofing Array inside the courtyard.
Jiang Lin might not know.
The girl ran so fast while holding Niannian because she couldn't bear to hear his desperate cries...
Just like when Chen Huo was being trained by his mother-in-law, Chen Zhuang couldn't bear to listen and ran far away.
Life is like a broken record, and history always repeats itself in surprising ways...
After sparring for about two hours, Mother Chen straightened her sleeves and walked down from the Martial Arts Training Ground, while Jiang Lin was carried out by two maids.
Jiang Lin, lying on the support frame, was as still as a salted fish...
The Chen Manor only had maids, no male servants. After being carried into the bathhouse, the maid Xiao Hong pretended to strip Jiang Lin of his clothes.
I'm so embarrassed!
I'm a decent person, how could I let someone do such a thing to me?
So, after Jiang Lin was stripped down to only his underwear while pretending to be dead, Xiao Hong actually stopped...
Xiao Hong looked Jiang Lin up and down, writing something with a wooden board, Xuan Paper, and brush, and occasionally pinching Jiang Lin's arm and his well-defined abs, as if...
It's the same as the forensic examination report...
To be honest, it's actually a little embarrassing...
After an incense stick had burned for a while, Xiao Hong nodded in satisfaction and got up to leave.
"Wait! Girl Xiao Hong!"
Jiang Lin, lying on the wooden plank, called out weakly.
The pretty Girl Xiao Hong in red bowed slightly to Jiang Lin lay sprawled on the ground like a salted fish, and asked, "What brings you here, young master?"
"Um... Girl Xiao Hong? Am I going to take a bath?"
"Yes."
"Well... Girl Xiao Hong, you see, I have trouble walking." Jiang Lin raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that right?"
"Oh, young master, don't worry, Xiao Hong understands. Please wait a moment."
"Oh dear, hehehe, that's so embarrassing, cough cough cough, thank you so much, Girl Xiao Hong ~~~"
"It's no trouble at all."
Just as Jiang Lin lay on the wooden board, feeling ready to enjoy a body scrub,
Suddenly! Before a cup of tea could be brewed, the bathroom door was kicked open.
"Little... um???"
"Brother Jiang! We've arrived!"
"Oh dear, Brother Jiang, how did you end up in such a miserable state?"
"This Chen Manor is really going too far, actually leaving Brother Jiang like this on the bathroom floor!"
"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang n't worry, we'll help you scrub your back."
"Yes! We'll definitely give Brother Jiang a good bath!"
"Don't worry, Brother Jiang, we are professionals."
"Brother Jiang, you'll be fine lying down."
"Wait! Don't come any closer! No!"
Diao Da and Jiji Bo, one carrying a bath towel and the other carrying soap, approached step by step.
Jiang Lin, utterly powerless, cried out in despair...