This Woman Could Only Have Fallen from Heaven; You'd Be Lucky to Catch a Glimpse Once in a Lifetime
"Marry me? You?"
Ye Lingling stopped crying and lifted her head to look at Fang Xuan, who stood not far away. Her eyes were full of confusion.
"That's right. Marry you. Don't worry, I'm not the kind of man who shirks responsibility. Besides, you wouldn't be losing out by marrying me."
As he spoke, five Soul Rings lit up behind Fang Xuan.
Two yellow, two purple, and one black—the standard optimal Soul Ring configuration.
"A Soul... King?!"
Ye Lingling's swollen, red eyes filled with disbelief.
Fang Xuan didn't look very old—eighteen or nineteen at most.
To have already advanced to Soul King at such a young age, his talent must have been terrifying.
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Fang Xuan. I'm eighteen, a level 52 Soul King, and my Martial Soul is the Miracle Seed."
Even if she had another two years, with her talent, she still wouldn't be able to reach the Soul King realm.
No wonder he'd said he wanted to marry her. With talent like his, she wouldn't be losing out.
And given the situation, even if she didn't want to, she had no other choice. She'd already given herself to him.
"Don't worry. If you really don't want to, I won't force you. But I'll take responsibility for what happened today. After all, I bear some responsibility too."
Fang Xuan's attitude was sincere, which made Ye Lingling feel considerably more favorably toward him.
"Um... This wasn't your fault. The main responsibility really was mine. I..."
Halfway through, Ye Lingling found herself too embarrassed to continue. She was naturally shy, and managing this much in such a situation was already her limit.
Asking her to say outright that she agreed to marry him was simply too much. After all, they had no real feelings for each other yet. Just a day ago, they'd been strangers.
If this hadn't happened, they might never have crossed paths, let alone discussed marriage.
Seeing Ye Lingling like this, Fang Xuan could more or less guess what she was thinking.
She'd forgiven him, so he could consider himself halfway out of danger.
As for the other half, that would depend on how he behaved from here on out.
Dugu Yan's threat still hung over him, but as long as Ye Lingling was on his side, the other girl probably wouldn't dare do anything to him.
After all, if she killed him, her best friend would be widowed for life, and the Nine-Heart Begonia lineage would be cut off for good.
In this situation, the most Dugu Yan could do was play a few tricks to mess with him. As long as nothing happened to Dugu Bo, the rest would be easy to handle.
"Um, could you hand me my clothes?"
Seeing Fang Xuan standing there without responding, Ye Lingling's heart began to flutter with unease.
She didn't know what he was thinking, but she knew that if she didn't go back soon, Dugu Yan would probably come looking for her.
She'd been gone all night. If anyone found out, it would be a problem.
"Oh, sure."
Fang Xuan came back to his senses and hurried to pick up the clothes scattered around them for Ye Lingling.
As Ye Lingling watched him gather her clothes, her face grew redder with every item he picked up.
She couldn't help recalling the wild night before.
In the end, she was so overcome with embarrassment that the blood rushed to her head, and she fainted.
The sight gave Fang Xuan quite a fright.
He hurried over to Ye Lingling and checked on her.
Only after confirming that she had simply fainted did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
But now that Ye Lingling was unconscious, what was he supposed to do about her clothes? He couldn't leave her lying there naked.
After much thought, Fang Xuan decided to dress her himself. She'd be his wife in the future, after all, so it seemed like there was nothing wrong with that.
Meanwhile, Dugu Yan was beside herself with worry after realizing Ye Lingling was missing.
How could her best friend just disappear like that?
Suotuo City was crowded and full of strangers, and Ye Lingling was a helpless, physically weak support-type girl. What if someone took advantage of her?
The more Dugu Yan thought about it, the more frantic she became, pacing around like an ant on a hot pan.
Watching her, Yu Tianheng felt utterly helpless. As the team captain, he couldn't shirk responsibility for a team member's disappearance.
But Ye Lingling hadn't even told him she was leaving.
Still, this wasn't the time to argue about that. They had to find her first.
"I hope nothing's happened to her."
Ye Lingling was the only support-type Soul Master on the team. The Nine Star Begonia's healing ability went without saying.
If it weren't for the Martial Soul's inherent limitation—at most two Nine-Heart Begonias could exist at the same time—its status might even surpass the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, hailed as the number one support Martial Soul.
Most importantly, she was his girlfriend's best friend.
If anything really happened to Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan would fight him to the death.
And if that ended up alerting Dugu Bo, he'd be in for a world of suffering.
After all, even though Dugu Bo was known as the weakest Titled Douluo, he was still a Titled Douluo. Taking Yu Tianheng down would be a piece of cake.
But just as Yu Tianheng was growing increasingly agitated, the person he'd sent out to gather information finally returned with news.
"I found out. After yesterday's match, Miss Ye went to a place called the 'Plant Tea House.'"
"I didn't ask where she went. I asked where she is!"
Yu Tianheng exploded. He stood up and hurled the teacup in his hand to the ground.
He wanted to know where she was, not get the name of a place.
"Where is it? Did you see Lingling? Take me there!"
Dugu Yan didn't care about anything else. A lead was enough—at least it was better than sitting around waiting.
Seeing Dugu Yan like this, Yu Tianheng said no more. He stood up and followed her toward the Plant Tea House.
At that moment, Ye Lingling had already woken from her faint in the teahouse.
Her face was still terribly red.
She held a teacup in both hands. The tea's fragrance wafted up, soothing and refreshing, just as the rumors claimed—or even better.
But Ye Lingling wasn't paying attention to the tea in her hands. She lowered her eyes to look at the clothes she was wearing.
Fang Xuan had put them on her while she was unconscious.
Just thinking about him holding her as he dressed her made her unbearably shy.
Even though she'd already accepted their relationship in her heart, she still felt embarrassed.
Fang Xuan, however, didn't react much. He'd already had the proper reaction while dressing her.
He was lucky his willpower had held. Otherwise, he'd surely have made the same mistake again.
Ye Lingling's figure and looks were simply too much. Even thinking about them now made his imagination run wild, and his eyes couldn't help drifting toward her long legs, clad in white stockings.
Her delicate features, graceful figure, and shoulder-length silver hair—every gesture of hers exuded elegance and poise.
She reminded Fang Xuan of a saying from his previous life on Blue Star:
This woman could only have fallen from heaven; you'd be lucky to catch a glimpse once in a lifetime.
And now, this celestial maiden who'd descended to the mortal realm had become involved with him. Fate truly worked in mysterious ways.
"It's getting late. Once you've finished your tea, I'll go back with you and explain everything to your companions."
What was coming was coming. Fang Xuan wasn't going to run away. He would face it head-on.
Dugu Yan was nothing to worry about. She couldn't do anything to him.
But just as he was thinking this, someone suddenly kicked the teahouse's front doors open.
A large group of people charged inside in a mighty wave.
At their head was Dugu Yan.
When Dugu Yan saw Ye Lingling sitting there drinking tea, the heavy stone in her heart finally dropped.
But as soon as it did, she realized something was wrong with Ye Lingling.
Her clothes looked a little disheveled, her usually neat hair had become rather tousled, and why was her face so red?
Could it be...?!
"Bastard! I'll kill you!"