Encountering a Beauty (Revised)
Pu Shougeng watched "Ye Chenyu" leave, finally relaxing and collapsing to the ground, panting heavily. The horrific hole in his lower abdomen was plugged with rags, and blood stained most of his body.
Pu Shougeng knew he wouldn't die, but he didn't know if his arm would recover. He struggled to crawl inside, made a phone call for help, and then called the Third Mistress's assistant.
The call was quickly transferred. Pu Shougeng was somewhat surprised that his Third Mistress was still willing to answer his call, but he soon realized that she wasn't being sentimental. She probably just hadn't cared whether he was going to be imprisoned or safe and sound, and had never paid attention to that question.
"Is something the matter?" Hearing his heavy breathing, the Third Mistress spoke up.
Pu Shougeng could even sense that her brows were slightly furrowed.
"A man named Ye Chenyu came looking for me just now," Pu Shougeng quickly said.
There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, which made Pu Shougeng sense something unusual.
"The 'ye' in 'leaf,' the 'chen' in 'chenshi,' and the 'yu'"
As expected, this is someone even the Third Mistress is paying attention to. Perhaps this is the person the Third Mistress is looking for in Junsha! Pu Shougeng knew that the Third Mistress was looking for someone in Junsha from the moment she started paying attention to Liu Chang'a Third Mistress. Although he didn't know the details, Pu Shougeng knew this.
"I don't know if these are the exact words, but he called himself Ye Chenyu, the fifth-ranked master in the world, around thirty to forty years old... slightly taller than me, with a slender build, wearing a linen shirt, black trousers, and cloth shoes with multiple layers of soles. He had an elegant and casual demeanor, but his skill was extremely high; I couldn't even defeat him in a single move."
"Around thirty or forty years old... Where is he?"
"They've already left."
"What does he want with you...? I came to find you."
Pu Shougeng hung up the phone. He knew he had made the right bet. As long as he was still of use to the Third Mistress, he could cling to this lifeline.
After leaving the area around the martial arts school, Liu Chang'an went to a tap to wash his hands and wipe his face. Unlike ordinary disguise techniques that use various props, Liu Chang'an never worried about his appearance being washed away by water.
To be precise, this is the highest level of cosmetic surgery.
Safe, non-toxic, with no side effects, and requires no implants.
As usual, Liu Chang'an walked slowly for a while before realizing that if he walked to the parking lot, he would probably have to pay for an extra hour of parking. After weighing the options for a moment, Liu Chang'an decided to take the subway.
Wandering through the bustling streets, the city at night is like a heavily made-up woman—not necessarily beautiful, but evoking a sense of melancholy and wonder. One imagines her bare face beneath the makeup, captivated by her wild allure, yet also unable to resist imagining her quieter state—whether it's languid or pure.
It was a different face, but they were walking in the same city. Liu Chang'an even saw two of his high school classmates. They naturally didn't recognize him, but Liu Chang'an's gaze lingered on them for a little longer, which made the two girls feel a little strange. After all, he was clearly a middle-aged man. Fortunately, this man wasn't lewd; his gaze was calm with a slight smile, perhaps an appreciation for the young girls?
Liu Chang'an quickly turned his head away, felt his pockets, and realized he had no money.
Fortunately, although the Junsha subway did not have QR code scanning gates, there were machines for purchasing and collecting tickets online next to the ticket counters. Liu Chang'an downloaded the app, bought a subway ticket online, and then collected the ticket to enter the station.
The Junsha Metro Line 2 is actually the main metro line. Liu Chang'an was on Line 1, which wasn't crowded. He even found a seat after one stop, settled down comfortably, and took out his phone to read a novel.
Liu Chang'an is not particularly interested in many things that are popular or have emerged on the internet, but he has found that although people are not particularly enthusiastic about creating Chirp poems and songs, or the creative atmosphere that fosters more brilliant works has been lost, more creative and imaginative sparks are gradually emerging in other cultural creations.
For example, songs, movies, TV series, animations, comics, and the online novels that Liu Chang'an is currently reading.
Liu Chang'an was reading a novel when he suddenly felt a fragrance waft down beside him. It was a mature, yet not vulgar, scent that still carried a fresh aroma.
A beautiful woman sat down next to him. She wore a cheongsam that wasn't exactly traditional, with a Western-style floral pattern and a three-quarter collar that exuded ladylike charm. The delicately trimmed sleeves revealed her slender, lotus-root-like arms, and the cinched waist and concealed stomach design made it impossible to see her true figure. But thinking about it, it was unlikely that a woman like her would have any unsightly excess fat. She sat next to Liu Chang'an. Although the cheongsam was short, it didn't have slits on the sides, so there was no need to worry about revealing too much or exposing too much of her alluring figure.
She was holding a box of documents in her hand, with a few pages of professional academic materials scattered out. There was no doubt that she was not the kind of woman who was ignorant and incompetent, and who pinned all her energy and resources on her appearance.
Liu Yuewang met "Ye Chenyu".
Liu Chang'an looked up at the station. It turned out that this was a branch campus of Xiangtan University. It seemed that Liu Yuewang was here to attend class or for some other reason, and had not chosen to drive.
The subway is often more convenient, but Liu Chang'an prefers walking because although it is slower, it is very convenient and there is no possibility of getting stuck in traffic.
Liu Chang'an didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, which was truly a strange sight.
Liu Yuewang was different from Liu Chang'an. As a beautiful and alluring woman, Liu Yuewang had an instinctive vigilance. She would consciously or unconsciously look around to see if there were any people who looked like subway perverts, timid but with lewd eyes, or those who liked to walk around and sway their bodies and whose arms would inadvertently touch others.
The middle-aged man beside her didn't seem like a bad person. She glanced at him casually and saw that he was reading an online novel. Liu Yuewang immediately raised her head in disdain. What a lack of taste! A man of her age should be holding a classic of traditional literature, or a Buddhist scripture, Daoist canon, or the works of Nan Huaijin or Wang Yangming, to appear cultured.
It's foolish and pointless for middle-aged people to read online novels; that's clearly something only children read.
However, this was none of Liu Yuewang's business. Liu Yuewang thought of that university full of wisdom and erudition, so she picked up her phone and sent a message.
"Bite!"
Liu Chang'an's phone rang, and he naturally noticed out of the corner of his eye who Liu Yuewang had sent the message to.