A Blessing in Disguise (3)

Having smoothly resolved the housing issue, Pei Shao settled down to work.

Since Dongfang Yinyin had no classes that morning, she stayed at the magazine office for most of the day as well, occasionally whispering and laughing with Lin Meijing. Although Pei Shao could not make out what they were saying, he was more than happy to have two great beauties chirping beside him. It gave him even more drive while he worked.

Before ten-thirty, he had finished dealing with all the trivial matters at hand. His beautiful female supervisor, Lin Meijing, truly kept her word and was remarkably generous, giving Pei Shao the rest of the day off on the spot so he could return to the martial arts hall with Dongfang Yinyin and familiarize himself with the surroundings.

After leaving the magazine office, Pei Shao remembered what had happened yesterday and felt guilty. He wanted to treat Dongfang Yinyin to lunch as compensation, but she politely declined. Her reason was that she was not used to food from outside the martial arts hall. Pei Shao smiled and did not press the matter.

When it came to choosing how to travel, Pei Shao had originally wanted to be generous and take a taxi with her. To his surprise, Dongfang Yinyin refused that as well. Her reason was simple: why take a taxi and waste money when there was a bus to ride? This made Pei Shao feel that, aside from martial arts, Dongfang Yinyin had no particular pursuit of material pleasures, and his favorable impression of her immediately deepened.

After the bus had been running for more than ten minutes, the awkwardness between Pei Shao and Dongfang Yinyin gradually faded. They began chatting about amusing things, and Dongfang Yinyin was even made to laugh softly by a spur-of-the-moment joke from Pei Shao. Several young men around them looked on with intense envy. Yet even as they envied him, they could not help sighing that someone as ordinary as Pei Shao was simply too mismatched with Dongfang Yinyin.

A blond-haired punk with two studs in one ear got on later and took the opportunity to squeeze to within less than a meter of Dongfang Yinyin. His greedy, lecherous eyes brazenly swept over her gently rising and falling, full breasts, completely ignoring Pei Shao standing beside her.

Seeing how rude his gaze was, Dongfang Yinyin angrily widened her eyes and shot him a cold, warning look. He did not care in the least; if anything, his gaze became even more obscene. Just as Pei Shao was considering whether he should play the role of her protector, Dongfang Yinyin suddenly moved slowly toward his side, as though she wanted to speak to him.

But then she abruptly lifted her right foot and viciously stomped down on the big feet of the stud-wearing man behind Pei Shao. Her movement was so fast it was nearly impossible to see clearly. Then came a pig-slaughtering scream, and almost everyone in the bus turned to stare at the scene in stunned disbelief.

Pei Shao was also somewhat stunned by the killing intent radiating from Dongfang Yinyin. Yet she casually turned back around and continued discussing their previous topic with him as if nothing had happened.

After being stepped on, the stud-wearing man flew into a rage from humiliation and wanted to lash out. But seeing everyone on the bus looking at him strangely—and even several men seemingly eager to show off in front of Dongfang Yinyin—he could only let it go resentfully. At the next stop, he got off the bus with his tail between his legs.

By then, no one around them dared to entertain any thoughts about Dongfang Yinyin. At the same time, everyone greatly admired her decisiveness. If they had known that Dongfang Yinyin's true identity was actually an instructor in women's self-defense, they would probably have found it even more unbelievable.

Under a sea of strange looks, Pei Shao and Dongfang Yinyin got off the bus twenty minutes later and headed straight for the martial arts hall.

They said nothing along the way. Upon arriving at Eastern Martial Arts Hall, Dongfang Yinyin indeed kept her word. Not only did she find Pei Shao the most luxurious room, she also instructed the servants in the hall that whenever Pei Shao gave an order, they had to respond immediately. Otherwise, their monthly wages would be deducted. Though Pei Shao was secretly delighted beyond measure, he still appeared extremely embarrassed on the surface. After all, although he was nominally Dongfang Yinyin's master, they had not known each other for very long. This treatment, worlds apart from what he had experienced before, made Pei Shao sincerely decline several times.

But Dongfang Yinyin shut him down with a single sentence. "What, do you think the conditions here are too poor and unworthy of your status as my master?"

Faced with Dongfang Yinyin's unusually serious gaze as she said this, what else could Pei Shao say? He could only nod and agree in a hurry. Then he added, "I think the conditions here are too good. I'm afraid I'll dirty the place!" Dongfang Yinyin smiled faintly and did not continue. In truth, there was an even more important reason why she was willing to let Pei Shao live in the martial arts hall: she wanted to find another chance to spar with him. She refused to believe that, after more than ten years of diligent training, she could not defeat Pei Shao, who was about the same age as her. Her previous mistake felt like a stain on her life of martial arts, and naturally, she wanted to erase it with her own hands. Besides, she had asked Lin Meijing about him, and Pei Shao was supposedly nothing more than an ordinary college student. That made Dongfang Yinyin even more unwilling to accept it.

After settling Pei Shao in, Dongfang Yinyin told him that she still had several afternoon classes in which she needed to personally demonstrate techniques for the female students. She politely urged him to get some proper rest, saying that he only needed to summon a servant if he required anything, then bade him farewell and left.

Afterward, Pei Shao carefully examined this room with its "master-level treatment" and discovered that it was not only spacious and well laid out, but also had a staircase leading up to a second-floor bedroom.

The first floor had everything: a restroom, bathroom, study, kitchen, living room, and more. Each area was separately partitioned. According to Castle's calculations, the total area actually reached 234.78 square meters, leaving Pei Shao utterly dumbfounded.

After casually putting away his luggage, Pei Shao felt his body, which had not rested well at the magazine office the previous night, begin protesting with fatigue once again. After chatting with Castle for a while, he comfortably fell asleep on the soft feather mattress.

When a servant woke him, he realized he had slept until dinner time. The servant also told him that a Miss Lin had called three times during that period, but seeing how deeply asleep he was, she had not had the heart to disturb him. The one who truly felt embarrassed was Pei Shao instead.

Just as the servant was asking whether he wanted to eat now, Dongfang Yinyin returned. The moment she came in, she looked Pei Shao over and asked, "Did you just wake up?"

"Ah, yeah, um... I'm really sorry. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night. I was just too tired!" Pei Shao scratched his head awkwardly, thinking, After that huge fight with Motor last night, I wasted so much energy. How could I not be tired?

Dongfang Yinyin said, "Forget it, it's fine! Oh, right, Shao..."

Pei Shao rubbed his eyes. "Hm? What is it, Miss Dongfang?"

"Hehe, you can call me Yinyin from now on!" Dongfang Yinyin hesitated, as if she did not know how to begin. After a long while, she continued, "Shao, you haven't eaten anything since returning from the magazine office, have you?"

"That's right!" At her reminder, Pei Shao realized he really was a little hungry.