Soul Land: Fabricating Inner Thoughts, Making Tang San Cry with Regret
Chapter 39

An age-appropriate misunderstanding

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The moment Ye Fan entered, he saw Ning Rongrong swinging from the ceiling.

Her left hand and right foot were suspended by ropes, while her right hand hung limply as she swayed back and forth overhead.

When she saw Ye Fan, Ning Rongrong's reddened eyes immediately lit up.

"Quick, let me down... I've been hanging here for eight hours. I'm so tired..."

At the sight of Ning Rongrong's peculiar pose,

Ye Fan held back a laugh as he searched for the key. "Miss, are you practicing a dance?"

"I-I just got stuck by accident..."

Ning Rongrong hung in the air, looking utterly aggrieved, her eyes red.

The sight of her could have melted anyone's heart.

There were so many strange things in this room that she had never seen before.

She had only wanted to try them out of curiosity... Who would have thought they would lock automatically and even lift her into the air!

She had shot upward in an instant.

The key wasn't even by the bed, so she hadn't had any chance to free herself.

"All right, don't be scared. I'll get you down right away."

Ye Fan found an exquisitely crafted heart-shaped key by the bed and unlocked the soft, plush cuffs around Ning Rongrong's wrist and ankle.

Once rescued, Ning Rongrong lay weakly on the bed and turned to look at Ye Fan.

"Thank you... But I'm so thirsty. Could you get me some water? I'll pay you for that along with your reward afterward..."

Ye Fan was still examining the room, which was filled with all kinds of accessories.

Only after hearing Ning Rongrong speak did he notice that her normally moist lips had grown rather dry.

"No problem. Is there anything you don't drink?"

"N-no... Just water is fine. Sorry for the trouble, but please hurry..."

Ning Rongrong looked as though she was suffering enough to die of thirst as she spoke.

Ye Fan hurried downstairs to ask the hotel for something to drink.

After Ye Fan left the room, Ning Rongrong behaved nothing like before. She swiftly rolled off the bed and dashed straight into the bathroom.

"My bladder's about to burst..."

When Ye Fan returned, Ning Rongrong happened to be coming out of the bathroom.

The moment their eyes met, her face flushed red.

How did this guy get back so quickly?!

Ye Fan walked inside as though he hadn't seen Ning Rongrong coming out of the bathroom at all.

He pointed at the cups on the table.

"Here. One's plain warm water, and the other's honey water. Pick whichever you want."

"Thank you..."

Ning Rongrong sat quietly on the bed, picked up the cup with honey in it, and drank in small sips.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan surveyed the room and commented on Ning Rongrong through his inner voice.

[How did I never notice little Rongrong had a taste for this sort of thing? She actually chose a room like this... A natural-born talent?]

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips. It was all just a coincidence...

[Besides, she ran away from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Someone should be protecting her nearby, so how did she end up hanging there for eight hours?]

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Have you ever seen a bodyguard sleep in the same room as their employer?

Still... This guy really does have some connection to me. He even knows I ran away from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Interesting.

With a cup of honey water in her stomach, Ning Rongrong seemed to come back to life.

"Ah~ That feels so good... Thanks. My name's Ning Rongrong. You can call me Rongrong. That's what everyone in my family calls me."

"Call me Ye Fan."

"Ye Fan... I'll remember you."

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment, then took off her necklace and held it out to Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, this is for you. Consider it your reward for getting me down."

Ye Fan accepted the necklace and examined it.

It was a style a girl would wear, with a slender chain and an exquisite blue gemstone pendant shaped like a teardrop, framed by a ring of silver ornamentation.

"What's this?" Ye Fan asked, puzzled.

Ning Rongrong grinned.

"Try holding the pendant between your fingers."

This girl is being awfully mysterious.

Hold the pendant?

Could it be...

Ye Fan reached out and pinched the pendant.

The next moment, his spiritual power detected a storage space.

It really was a Storage Soul Tool.

I knew this girl was generous, but she actually gives away Soul Tools like cabbages...

After scanning its contents, Ye Fan's expression turned a little strange.

There were Gold Soul Coins, jewelry, and assorted gemstones inside.

And... a sky-blue face mask.

When Ye Fan focused his attention on that item, he accidentally took it out.

The moment that face mask appeared in Ye Fan's hand,

Ning Rongrong bristled instantly and snatched it away with lightning-fast reflexes.

"F-forget about it... This was just an accident! I forgot to check, that's all. I didn't put it in there on purpose, so don't get any ideas!"

Ning Rongrong clutched her face mask, her face bright red.

"Um, I didn't see anything. Really..."

Ye Fan rubbed his nose.

But Ning Rongrong stared fixedly at that hand of his.

This guy isn't savoring it, is he?!

Pervert...

I washed it!

[I didn't expect Rongrong's current taste in styles to be so cute... She really is still a little girl.]

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Fine, so this guy saw everything, didn't he?

After hearing that, Ning Rongrong suddenly came to terms with it.

She put the item in her hand straight into the Soul Tool on her wrist.

At the same time, she silently warned herself not to stash things randomly just because she had plenty of Soul Tools...

Luckily, she had only ever given one to this guy.

"Tomorrow... Can I treat you all to breakfast?"

Ning Rongrong composed herself and hurriedly changed the subject.

She blinked, looking innocent and adorable, as though she really only wanted to treat Ye Fan to a meal.

She definitely wasn't planning to poison him.

"Sure, but let me treat you instead. Otherwise, I won't feel right accepting something this valuable," Ye Fan said, half joking.

It's all this young lady's money anyway... The difference is, if I'm the one treating her, it'll ease the awkwardness and earn me a little goodwill.

Hearing that, Ning Rongrong nodded.

"All right... It's settled, then. See you tomorrow."

With that, Ning Rongrong pushed Ye Fan straight out.

Only after closing the door did she breathe a sigh of relief, leaning against it with her arms wrapped around her knees.

"That was so embarrassing, Ning Rongrong..."

The next morning, Ning Rongrong got up early and began washing up and getting dressed.

Maintaining a presentable appearance was very important to her.

Just as she was looking in the mirror, a sudden knock came at the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Ye Fan? Are you really that eager to have breakfast with this young lady?"

Ning Rongrong tidied her hair in the mirror, then went to open the door with a smile.

"Ye Fan, why are you here so early..."

After opening the door, Ning Rongrong's smile froze.

Standing outside was that girl in pink.

Seeing Ning Rongrong open the door, Xiao Wu smiled and greeted her.

"Hi~ Hello there. My name's Xiao Wu."

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