Eavesdroppers Next Door

Liu Yuewang and Professor Ling stood on the rooftop. The wind wasn't strong at the moment, but standing on the rooftop of a building over 400 meters high, there was always a feeling that if a sudden gust of wind picked up, they would be blown into the sky.

Just like people who are afraid of heights, they always imagine themselves standing at a high place and then falling down. After feeling a chill and a sore body, they don't want to go up to a high place anymore.

"Wow, it's so tall! A while ago, Lao Han and I took Zhizhi to school and we went to the tallest building in the Central Sea, which is much taller than this one, but it didn't seem this scary," Professor Ling said after looking around.

"That's inside a room, looking out through a glass wall. This... this is open-air. It's similar to the Ferris wheel on Little Waist of the Canton Tower." Liu Yuewang with some surprise and envy, "I didn't expect Junsha to have a place like this... Look at that glass house, it's a greenhouse, right? It's full of flowers. I grow some chives, scallions, and jasmine on my balcony."

"And helicopters... Zhu Juntang used to come to school by helicopter all the time, but now she takes the car more often." Professor Ling clicked his tongue in admiration, "Those evil capitalists!"

"Liu Chang'an and Zhu Juntang have a really good relationship." Liu Yuewang looked away from the helicopter on the tarmac and said thoughtfully. The many signs, security equipment, and the female secretary who received them along the way clearly indicated that this was Zhu Juntang's private residence. Yet Liu Chang'an could come and go as he pleased when Zhu Juntang was not there, and give orders to Zhu Juntang's female secretary. This could only mean that they were really not strangers to each other.

Liu Yuewang felt a little uncomfortable. Her future son-in-law was getting close to a rich young lady, and she couldn't help but feel a little jealous for An Nuan.

"You know, Liu Chang'an isn't without connections either. Look, he knows Zhu Juntang, got some investment, and collaborated on developing his face cream. I think there's no need for any other skincare products in the world anymore." Professor Ling brought up the same old point again.

"This face cream of his is quite extraordinary. I suspect the ingredients are extremely difficult to obtain, or even rare, or perhaps non-renewable. Otherwise, why would he be so stingy as to only give us a tiny bit at a time? Now we're not using it for the right purposes, and look how angry he is. He'd like to tear us out of our stomachs." Liu Yuewang was angry at his terrible attitude, but she could also understand.

"This face cream, I also think it's something special. It's too amazing... If this effect were to be revealed, it might cause him trouble, which is probably what's bothering him." Professor Ling showed a cautious expression. "Do you think it might be similar to that... what was that movie again, the one we went to see together..."

"Bio-zombie?"

"Resident Evil!"

"Yes, yes, you mean like the virus in that movie, it can turn people into zombies, or it can make people... as powerful as the female lead?" Liu Yuewang was startled. "We've been infected by a virus?"

Professor Ling guessed uncertainly, lowering his voice, "I think it's more likely to be something similar, but not necessarily a virus. It wouldn't harm us for no reason."

"Aren't we overthinking things?" Liu Yuewang laughed. "We're even relating it to movies."

"Don't draw any conclusions," Professor Ling waved his hand. "Let's listen to his method and restore it to its original state."

That makes sense.

Liu Chang'an walked up, and Professor Ling and Liu Yuewang went to greet him.

"The activity of your cells is now far beyond that of ordinary people. They continuously promote a state of accelerated metabolism. At the same time, because the cell division cycle is shorter, new cells replace aging cells, which is why you suddenly look much younger."

Listening to Liu Chang'an's words, Professor Ling and Liu Yuewang nodded as if they understood.

"This state is not sustainable. If you stay in this state for a long time, it actually comes at the cost of the limited number of cell divisions. In other words, it's trading lifespan for youth." Liu Chang'an's tone became serious.

"Then how much of our lifespans have we shortened?" Liu Yuewang was startled, and Professor Ling was also very nervous.

"There's no need to worry now, because maintaining this state for an extended period won't cause irreparable damage... Even elementary school students know that during countless cell divisions, DNA replication gradually becomes less precise, which is the root cause of aging and various cancers..." Liu Chang'an immediately stopped. He wasn't trying to fool them for fun, just to intimidate them. "We just need to consume these excessively active cells in a short time."

"That's good... Chang'an, you know so much." Professor Ling said with relief and admiration.

"I study biology," Liu Chang'an nodded.

"Then how do we use it up?" Liu Yuewang asked with concern.

Liu Chang'an pointed to the swimming pool, and the two professors were somewhat puzzled, remembering that Liu Chang'an had asked them to bring swimsuits.

"I didn't bring a swimsuit." Liu Yuewang took two steps back, looking at Liu Chang'an warily.

She remembered that Liu Chang'an had made her and Professor Ling run, also to consume some kind of cellular activity through exercise.

Is it time to go swimming? Liu Yuewang has neither the habit nor the hobby of winter swimming, let alone any interest in trying it!

"It's okay if you don't bring a swimsuit. Jump in wearing your clothes. The wet clothes will help absorb heat from your skin, lowering your body temperature and accelerating cell activity." Liu Chang'an was very supportive of Liu Yuewang's idea. "That's a great idea. Just jump in."

"I had no such idea!" Liu Yuewang glared at Liu Chang'an. "Where is the changing room?"

Professor Ling crossed her arms. She did see the changing room and pulled Liu Yuewang over there.

Liu Chang'an poured himself a glass of water, grabbed a magazine, and sat down on a lounge chair by the pool. Although Zhu Juntang no longer used the pool, everything was still cleaned and maintained as usual, the lounge chair was spotless, and plain white towels and blankets were provided.

Liu Yuewang and Professor Ling lingered for quite a while before coming out. After all, it was an open-air rooftop with a cold wind blowing, and leaving the warm changing room in swimsuits required a lot of courage.

When the wind blew, Liu Yuewang felt as if her skin was made of sand, and she had too many goosebumps.

At this moment, she was a little envious of Professor Ling's figure, as he had a relatively high body fat percentage.

Liu Chang'an glanced at her and was momentarily blinded. Liu Yuewang had taken off her glasses and mask, and her youthful and beautiful appearance looked exactly like An Nuan.

However, An Nuan's daily exercise volume is far greater than Liu Yuewang's, and her limbs do not have the same delicate and overly soft feel as Liu Yuewang.

"Jump in," Liu Chang'an stood up and urged, "Don't waste time, finish early so you can get some rest."

Liu Yuewang bent down, dipped a finger in the water, and quickly withdrew it, pulling the towel wrapped around her upper body tighter. "Won't that kill someone?"

"He won't die." Liu Chang'an didn't think so.

"I'll give it my all!" Professor Ling threw down the towel and jumped down abruptly, "Ah... my god... I'm so angry... I..."

Hearing the usually gentle and refined Professor Ling swear, Liu Yuewang became even more timid. "Shortening my lifespan is better than dying now..."

Seeing her dawdling, Liu Chang'an gave her a push from behind.

"Ah... Liu Chang'an! I... I... Mom..." Liu Yuewang cried out loudly from the cold, "You wait... I... I have to... I have to go up!"

Liu Yuewang towards the edge of the pool, and just as she climbed up a little, Liu Chang'an pushed her back down.

Liu Yuewang moved to another spot, and before Liu Chang'an reach out, she grabbed his hand and tried to pull Liu Chang'an into the water as well.

Liu Chang'an remained motionless, smiling as he watched her. He withdrew his hand, flicked his finger, and Liu Yuewang felt a sharp pain in her forehead, falling back into the water.

"Fine... I'll bear it... I'll bear it..." Professor Ling thought it was quite remarkable that Liu Yuewang still had the energy to argue with Liu Chang'an; she felt so cold that her whole body was stiff.

Liu Yuewang, still angry, splashed water on Liu Chang'an in the pool. Liu Chang'an didn't dodge and his pants got soaked.

"Hehe..." Liu Yuewang was a little smug and was about to splash Liu Chang'an again, but when she saw his eyes staring at her calmly, she felt a little scared for no reason. She quickly changed her hand gesture to plunging into the water, pulled her head back, and walked to the other side of the water.

"You can swim for a while. Once you get used to it, it won't be so cold anymore. Your nerves will be numb, but the consumption of cell activity will still be effective," Liu Chang'an suggested.

Even without Liu Chang'an's prompting, Professor Ling was already making some preparatory movements. However, swimming usually requires some warm-up exercises on land first, as swimming carries a much higher risk of accidents than running.

Liu Chang'an sat down to the side, picked up the hairdryer, turned on the hot air, and prepared to slowly dry his pants.

Fortunately, although Liu Yuewang was unwilling and was behaving somewhat childishly, she eventually stopped making a fuss and started to climb ashore, which saved Liu Chang'an some trouble.

After a while, the two of them couldn't take it anymore. Their teeth chattering, they lay on the edge of the pool, looking pitifully at Liu Chang'an.

"That's fine." Liu Chang'an was also a man who cherished women.

Professor Ling and Liu Yuewang quickly climbed ashore, grabbed two towels from Liu Chang'an, and ran towards the changing room. Once ashore, the cold wind made them feel like trees covered in snow in winter, with snowflakes about to fall to the ground.

Even wearing swimsuits at this point wouldn't be pleasing to the eye; everyone was frozen and turned purple, looking like plucked black-boned chickens.

This works well.

Its four legs look a bit like four black chicken legs as it runs wildly.

Or perhaps it's like two molting chickens wrapped in towels running wildly? Liu Chang'an thought this metaphor was apt, so he said with a gentle smile, "Slow down, don't fall, no rush."

Liu Yuewang turned around and glared fiercely at Liu Chang'an.

The allure in that glance is indeed strikingly similar to An Nuan's; her brows are furious, yet she remains captivating and charming, easily reminding one of the seductive allure that many portrait photos attempt to convey.

Is this genetic inheritance really that strong? Liu Chang'an rarely sees a mother and daughter who look almost exactly alike when they are young.

Just like when Zhou Dongdong was rummaging through his house and found photos of Zhou Shuling when she was a child, Zhou Shuling wasn't as chubby as Zhou Dongdong.

What a pure gene replication process this must be! The mother's genetic information is not interfered with or contaminated, resulting in perfect inheritance.

While Liu Chang'an was pondering this, Liu Yuewang and Professor Ling had already dressed and came out of the changing room.

Liu Yuewang was no longer wearing a mask or sunglasses; her hair was dry, and her bangs were fluffy and sparse, giving her a youthful appearance.

A thin sliver of anger lingered at the corners of its mouth, like a little hen lazily pecking at insects on the grass, when suddenly someone poked at its soft downy feathers under its wings with a bamboo stick. Instantly, it spread its wings, glared, and seemed determined to peck at you.

"How are you feeling now?" Liu Chang'an asked.

"All we want now is to find a hotel, lie on that soft bed, and sleep until dawn," Professor Ling said weakly.

"Let's go to a hotel and get a room."

"You brought your ID card, right?" Liu Yuewang had actually considered An Nuan's ID card. An Nuan's ID card was usually kept at home, and Liu Yuewang felt that there was absolutely no problem with using An Nuan's ID card now.

While some hotels require facial recognition and ID card verification, not all hotels do.

Moreover, some women can even fool the facial recognition system because they look alike, so how much more so would someone as similar as An Nuan be?

Pretending to be an 18-year-old girl... that sounds pretty exciting.

Liu Chang'an originally wanted Zhong Qing to help him book a room, but then thought better of it and decided not to bother her. He booked a suite for the two professors himself and handed them the room key.

"Try to eat and spend your meals in the hotel as much as possible. The elevator over there leads to the guest rooms, and the elevator over here leads to the shopping mall. Don't wander around." Liu Chang'an took the pre-authorization card from Liu Yuewang's credit card, handed it back to her, and led them to the guest room floor.

Liu Chang'an noticed that the suites were all concentrated on the same floor and the same side, because they were all arranged to face the same view. Zhong Qing's long-term private room was also on this floor.

Liu Chang'an had something to say to them, so he went into the room with them.

Watching the door close, Bai Hui stepped out from behind the door frame and took a few deep breaths... Because she had repeatedly hidden behind the door frame and had been discovered by Liu Chang'an, today she took deep breaths and pressed herself tightly against the door. Although some of her physical features were still exposed, it was still an improvement.

Oh my god... Liu Chang'an brought two girls to a hotel room. Could it be that he's going to... going to... Bai Hui couldn't believe that Liu Chang'an would be this kind of person, but she couldn't help but lean closer. The soundproofing of the hotel was definitely not comparable to that of a budget hotel costing around a hundred yuan. Knowing this, Bai Hui still couldn't help but press her ear against the door of the room where Liu Chang'an and the two girls went.

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I'd like to recommend a book called "Nine Star Poisonous Milk." To be honest, I'm a little apprehensive about cross-recommending a book like this; the title itself is full of power.

This is a parallel world filled with star power, where star maps, star pets, star skills, and awakened beings are prevalent. Jiang Xiao, who transmigrated here, possesses a peculiar internal star map within his body.