After making the decision, Lin Yu began to plan his specific actions.
Overall.
The only thing he needed to smooth over was the rift between Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman.
As for Qing Mo?
He could just give her a call halfway through cooking and have her rush over.
She was the easiest one to handle!
As for Tang Manman and Xia Muzhu, judging from their brief encounter last time.
Their behavior was quite acceptable.
Neither showed any excessive reactions.
Even when leaving at the end, he had his arms around both of them, and they barely resisted.
Looking at it this way, things became much simpler.
Soon.
Lin Yu had a plan in mind...
...
At 5:00 PM, Lin Yu drove the supercar he had shamelessly mooched off Qing Mo to the hospital.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Lin Yu parked the sports car and turned to walk towards the inpatient department.
Naturally, tonight's operation couldn't use this sports car as transportation.
After all, compared to the number of people tonight, the seats in this car were really too few.
After entering the inpatient department, Lin Yu took the elevator all the way to Xia Yueshan's ward.
In the ward, Xia Muzhu had already freshened herself up in advance.
Lin Yu took her downstairs to the parking lot and got into Xia Muzhu's four-seater sedan.
"Where are we going to eat?"
Xia Muzhu sat in the driver's seat and asked Lin Yu while fastening her seatbelt.
Lin Yu didn't answer her immediately.
Instead, he watched her finish fastening her seatbelt before saying unhurriedly:
"To Qingtian in the city center."
"The two of us are having Western food tonight."
"The kind with candlelight."
"Ah?"
"Western food?"
Xia Muzhu was a little surprised, then she looked down and said with some concern:
"Is it appropriate for me to wear this outfit?"
"Shouldn't I wear something more formal?"
"No need."
Lin Yu picked his nose with his finger and said casually:
"It's just a meal, why so many rules."
"Don't worry, if anyone dares to give you a dirty look."
"I'll fire them!"
Hearing Lin Yu's big talk, Xia Muzhu couldn't help but laugh and said:
"Fire them?"
"Are you the boss?"
Lin Yu shook his head and said frankly:
"I'm not."
Immediately after, Lin Yu added in his heart.
My wife is.
Wait.
I can't say that either.
My third wife is!
...
...
That doesn't seem right either...
It wasn't until then that Lin Yu suddenly realized something he had ignored for a long time.
Damn it.
When I am together with all three of them in the future.
How will I distinguish them?
I can't just yell 'wife' and have all three answer, right?
Should I rank them to make it easier to address them?
He felt that if he did that, even if the three of them didn't fight each other, they would gang up to beat him!
Furthermore.
Even if he ranked them, how should he do it, and based on what?
If it was based on the order he met them.
It should be Tang Manman, Xia Muzhu, and finally Qing Mo.
But if ranked this way, Xia Muzhu and Qing Mo definitely wouldn't be satisfied.
Both of them were older than Tang Manman, how could they be willing to rank below her?
Especially the rather conservative and proud Xia Muzhu.
She would absolutely never agree to nominally having a big sister who was four or five years younger than her!
What about the order of sleeping with them?
In that case, it would be Xia Muzhu, Tang Manman, Qing Mo.
???
Why is Qing Mo last again?
Forget it.
Whatever.
If it's ranked like this...
Lin Yu stroked his chin.
He felt that Tang Manman and Qing Mo would also cause a fuss.
Similarly, he felt Qing Mo wouldn't be very willing to let two women younger than her rank ahead of her.
Furthermore, Tang Manman wouldn't agree either.
After all, when he made his promise to her back then, she was his favorite baby!
If he ranked her at the back.
Wouldn't the grand promises he made fall apart completely?
No way!
Lin Yu snapped out of it.
I can't rank them!
Right now, everyone is a bit muddled about it, so we can still get by.
If I insist on ranking them high and low.
Then everyone is going to throw a fit!
After figuring this out, Lin Yu decided that whenever two or more of the three women were present in the future, he absolutely had to watch his mouth!
I'll just call them by their nicknames!
I absolutely must not blindly call them 'wife'!
It'll cause a disaster!
Having thought this through, Lin Yu completely abandoned the idea of ranking them.
But a moment later, Lin Yu couldn't control his thoughts and started thinking about it again.
Actually, if he really had to rank them.
The most reasonable ranking would be Qing Mo, Xia Muzhu, Tang Manman.
This was based on age, and it was also a more logical ranking.
After all, Qing Mo had helped both Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman quite a bit.
Moreover, she was the most accommodating one.
Both reasonably and emotionally, she should be first.
As for Tang Manman and Xia Muzhu, there was no need to say much.
No matter what, Xia Muzhu couldn't be ranked behind Tang Manman!
Erm...
...
Forget it.
Lin Yu couldn't be bothered to think about such brain-draining things anymore.
Anyway, once the three of them got familiar with each other, they would probably sort out the order themselves.
When the time comes, he could just follow along with whatever they decided.
Why worry so much?
After figuring this out, Lin Yu stopped worrying unnecessarily and began to comfortably lean back in the passenger seat, waiting to arrive at the destination.
Just after five o'clock was the evening rush hour in the city.
The roads were slightly congested, but it was harmless.
At exactly six o'clock, Lin Yu and Xia Muzhu arrived at Qingtian Western Restaurant.
The atmosphere of this restaurant was very nice.
The lighting inside the restaurant was rather dim, creating a very private and reassuring environment.
And on every table, there was a beautifully shaped candle lamp. When lit, the candlelight was enough for the people across the table to see each other clearly.
The surroundings were dark, and across the bright yellow candlelight was the person you loved.
The romantic atmosphere was maxed out!
Xia Muzhu was clearly very satisfied with the environment here, her gentle eyes brightening a bit from novelty and pleasant surprise.
The two sat down across from each other at the dining table.
Because they had made a reservation in advance, the candle lamp on the table had already been lit before they arrived.
The bright yellow light gently spilled over Xia Muzhu's face, which was brimming with tenderness and joy, making Lin Yu's heart flutter exceptionally.
"Come here."
"Give me your hand."
Lin Yu extended his left hand to Xia Muzhu, deciding to show off a little trick for her.
A trace of confusion flashed in Xia Muzhu's eyes, but she still obediently placed her hand in Lin Yu's hand.
Lin Yu raised his right hand, first spreading his five fingers with his palm facing Xia Muzhu to let her see clearly that there was nothing in his hand. Then he twisted his wrist and turned the back of his right hand toward Xia Muzhu.
After Xia Muzhu saw clearly that there was nothing up, down, inside, or outside of this hand.
He curled his palm into a loose fist, placed it by his mouth, and blew lightly into it.
When Lin Yu opened his palm again, a sparkling gem necklace had appeared inside.
Bathed in the warm yellow glow of the candlelight, the blue gemstone set in the necklace was as gentle and azure as Xia Muzhu's eyes.

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ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!