As Xia Yiwei spoke these words, Lin Yu couldn't help but picture Young Master Lei in his mind.
Especially that cry of "Weiwei!!" had left a truly deep impression on him.
If that was the case...
Then this matter couldn't be entirely blamed on Nurse Sister.
She had suddenly found a lifeline and couldn't think of any other good solution.
It's just that what she said carried a somewhat scheming, black-bellied flavor of forcing marriage through kidnapping, didn't it?
Lin Yu, sticking to the facts, spoke up again:
"Well, it's also possible that even after having a child, you still might not be able to get married!"
"How do you figure that?"
Xia Yiwei's gaze instantly shifted to Lin Yu, locking onto him firmly.
She stared for a few seconds, making Lin Yu feel a bit uneasy inside.
It seemed like what he just said... was a bit scummy, huh?
Regarding this.
Xia Yiwei didn't offer any judgment.
She just lay down casually on Lin Yu's bed, saying:
"You're right, that probability certainly exists, and it's quite high."
"Little Master, don't worry, I won't cling to you and force you to marry me. I know the person you like isn't me."
"If I have a child myself, I'll raise it well. The child won't be without a father either."
Hiss!
For a moment.
Lin Yu actually couldn't tell...
Was Nurse Sister genuinely feeling sad, or was she deliberately using a retreat to advance?
Lin Yu had been refusing all along, hadn't he? He never agreed.
How did it suddenly seem like he was the scumbag?
Just as Lin Yu was harboring this small doubt.
Xia Yiwei suddenly got up from the bed again, stomping her feet in annoyance:
"Ugh!!"
"Little Master, even the melancholic, vulnerable type of girl can't move you?"
"Then I performed for nothing!"
"According to the normal script, when I lay down, shouldn't you have been unable to resist and pounced on me?"
"Are you even a normal man? Could it be that..."
"You have some... unspeakable little problem?"
"Hey, don't say I didn't warn you, I actually had a strange dream before."
"In the dream..."
"You really did have a problem in that area, crying and begging me to help cure you!"
Lin Yu was stunned beside her: "..."
See, you can't trust women!
The prettier they are, the better they are at lying.
They can spin tales off the top of their heads.
In Xia Yiwei's dream, Lin Yu had already proven himself through actual actions.
But she didn't mention a word of that!
Before Lin Yu could interject and interrupt Xia Yiwei's baseless speculation.
Following Xia Yiwei's foot-stomping motion, a syringe the size of a banana fell from her person with a "clatter" onto the floor.
Xia Yiwei looked down: "..."
Lin Yu looked down: "???"
This syringe...
Was it for giving injections to livestock?
The model is way too big!
What decent person carries something like this around casually?
It doesn't make sense!
As Xia Yiwei bent down to pick it up.
Lin Yu spoke up:
"Weiwei, I advise you to sit still and not move, don't pick it up."
"You know my skills. I'm afraid I might not be able to hold back later..."
"And use the gift your sister just gave me to properly 'entertain' you first!"
Xia Yiwei's movement froze.
She obediently straightened up, saying with a chuckle:
"Little Master, I don't think that's necessary. We're so familiar with each other, why resort to knives and guns?"
"As everyone knows, I am a nurse."
"Isn't it perfectly normal for a nurse to carry some medical equipment?"
"Really no need to be so tense, hehe!"
Lin Yu's methods were something Xia Yiwei had experienced long ago.
While they wouldn't kill a person, they could leave one crippled.
She had no desire to lie around like an invalid, unable to move.
She was here today to discuss important matters, not to become a corpse.
Lin Yu walked closer and picked up the syringe Xia Yiwei had dropped.
Luckily it didn't have a needle attached, otherwise Lin Yu would have had a hard time suppressing the urge to kill!
When other people do things, there's at least some logic to follow.
Lin Yu could infer their next move based on their personality.
But the Xia family...
They really just act on whatever whim they dream up. It's hard to predict their next step using normal people's logic.
One sister just left, and now here comes another.
One is scared to death of him, can't even speak clearly;
The other isn't afraid of him at all, instead thinking of ways to mess with him!
These two sisters really have a lot of tricks up their sleeves!
"Do you have any other contraband on you?"
"If you do, you'd better hand it over now."
"We can talk things over slowly, but don't even think about trying anything forceful with me."
"Force will only get you hurt. It absolutely won't work with me!"
Lin Yu held out his palm, waiting for Xia Yiwei to come clean.
Xia Yiwei was completely unfazed by this.
Instead, she propped herself up on the bed with her hands and said smugly:
"Little Master, if you want to check..."
"You can do it yourself?"
"Look at me, do I look like I'd stop you?"
Lin Yu's face was full of helplessness.
This time, it wasn't a case of having strength but nowhere to use it.
It was that she was giving him the opportunity to use his strength, but he truly didn't dare!
"Sigh..."
Lin Yu let out a long sigh, pointing at the door and saying:
"Weiwei, today is my birthday. Could you at least not add to my troubles today?"
Xia Yiwei made an "OK" gesture.
Then, in a tone that suggested she had latched onto Lin Yu and was determined to sleep with him no matter what, she said:
"Little Master, if you don't help me with this, really no one else can. How about we each take a step back?"
Lin Yu frowned, tentatively asking:
"How do we each take a step back? Let's hear it."
Xia Yiwei: "Let's leave it to fate. Actually, when you look at me, I know you have the thoughts a normal man should have. I have a bit of confidence in myself!"
Lin Yu: "..."
This statement truly left Lin Yu with no retort.
Lin Yu simply chose to shut up, continuing to wait for Xia Yiwei to explain her "leave it to fate."
Xia Yiwei jumped down from the bed.
"Clatter... clatter..."
Two more syringes of different thicknesses fell onto the floor.
Acting as if she saw nothing, Xia Yiwei said with perfect composure:
"Little Master, three days!"
"For three consecutive days, you spend two hours with me each day."
"If I get pregnant, then I'm lucky."
"If not, we'll act as if nothing ever happened."
"You don't lose out, and I'll give up on this idea."
"Neither of us has anything to lose!"
"As for any requests or wishes you have, my offer still stands. You can tell me anytime."
Hiss!
Nurse Sister had laid things out to this extent, almost completely compressing all of Lin Yu's room for refusal!
It made it seem like if he didn't agree now, there really was something wrong with him.
But if he agreed directly, having just finished establishing his principled stance, it would be too awkward, right?
Nurse Sister was still kind.
She understood Lin Yu's thoughts very well.
She immediately added:
"No need to answer me right away. You can think about it all day today."
...
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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”