Guess How It Stings, It's Unbelievable (Bonus Update)

I had just finished listening to Tang Yimian's apology.

Now it was Aunt Qimeng's turn to apologize.

"Little Yu, I'm sorry. Were you on a call earlier? Did Little Mian call you?"

"I told her I'd talk to you myself and ask about your schedule, but she didn’t want to trouble me and insisted on contacting you directly."

"The pipes in her room are broken, and I’m too far away to go back and fix them for her."

"You know how flustered she gets, so I gave her your number."

"I should’ve asked you first—I wasn’t sure if you were busy. I…"

Before Chen Qimeng could finish, Lin Yu cut in:

"Aunt Qimeng, that’s my home too."

"Teacher Tang is a tenant. If there’s a problem, it’s my responsibility to fix it, right?"

"Why would you need to apologize for something like this?"

[Ding!]

[Masterful move! Your declaration of treating the sect as home warms the acting sect leader’s heart!]

[Reward: 20 spirit stones.]

At a bustling bus stop,

Chen Qimeng held her phone in one hand while carefully gripping a woven bag containing a boxed vase.

Dangling from the same hand was a shopping bag from a sportswear brand—new shoes she had just bought for Little Yu.

Hearing his words,

Chen Qimeng felt surprise, but even more so, joy.

Ever since Lin Yu had joined the household,

Chen Qimeng had taken care of everything, never letting him lift a finger for any dirty or tiring work.

In her mind, even the smallest chore would feel like failing him.

But these past few days,

Chen Qimeng had noticed Little Yu "maturing" a lot.

This sudden growth left her a little unsettled.

Maybe she really should stop holding him back from contributing to the family?

"Y-yes, you’re right. Then… I’ll leave it to you, Little Yu."

"I was just worried you might be busy with your novel and didn’t want to disturb you."

"There are spare parts in the storage room. If you can’t find them, don’t worry—"

"I can help Little Mian replace them when I get back…"

Again, before she could finish,

Lin Yu’s teasing voice came through:

"Busy? I’m bringing you food right now, you overworked shop manager!"

"Changing a pipe? That’s nothing for me."

"Don’t forget to eat when you get back!"

Chen Qimeng nodded repeatedly:

"Okay, got it. Thank you, Little Yu."

After hanging up,

Chen Qimeng stared at her phone screen and exhaled deeply, her tension easing slightly.

Lately, for some reason,

every conversation with Little Yu left her inexplicably nervous.

Muttering to herself, she wondered:

"Is this a delayed rebellious phase?"

"He sounds a bit gruff these days… but in a reassuring way."

"Oh no!"

"I forgot to ask if he’s eaten!"

Realizing this,

she awkwardly brought both hands—still clutching the bags—to her stomach and struggled to type a message.

……

Fortunately, the shop wasn’t far from home.

A taxi got Lin Yu back quickly.

This only strengthened his resolve to buy a car—not for show, but for convenience.

Rushing into the first-floor lobby,

he spotted Chi Qingchi at the staircase, barefoot and holding her wet slippers, as if waiting for him.

Seeing Lin Yu approach,

Chi Qingchi dramatically announced:

"Little Lin, let me tell you, our apartment might be a celestial abode."

"Guess what? I just discovered a ‘Water Curtain Cave’ on the second floor!"

Lin Yu: "……"

He had been in a hurry,

but the sight of Chi Qingchi holding up her dripping slippers to avoid wetting the stairs was so absurd it made him laugh.

Reaching out, he ruffled her hair:

"If you can’t do accents, stick to standard Mandarin!"

"What’s with the old Beiping wasp impression?"

"‘How sting? How sting?’"

"Let me unblock your meridians!"

Before Chi Qingchi could react,

Lin Yu had already dashed up to the second floor.

From below, her voice echoed:

"Little Lin! Just wait till my sister gets better—I’ll have her teach you a lesson! Two solid kicks!"

……

Arriving at Tang Yimian’s room on the second floor,

the door was wide open, the sound of dripping water still audible.

Lin Yu peeked inside.

The floor was wet but not flooded.

Water still trickled down the glass above the bathroom door—proof that before the main valve was shut, it must’ve been a true "Water Curtain Cave."

By the bed,

a dazed girl sat motionless.

Her long hair, still damp, was loosely tied back.

She wore hastily thrown-on casual clothes—

a puff-sleeved, light green crop top half-tucked into blue jeans, the other half hanging loose.

Clearly,

she’d dressed in a hurry,

probably thinking it improper to greet a male visitor in sleepwear.

"Senior, I’m back. Which pipe in the bath—"

Lin Yu stepped inside as he spoke,

but stopped mid-sentence.

Normally,

she’d respond right away, wouldn’t she?

Why was there no reaction?

Tilting his head, Lin Yu moved closer, puzzled.

Tang Yimian was only two years older—practically his peer.

A Pingchuan University graduate and his senior,

they hadn’t interacted much in his past life.

Otherwise, why wouldn’t he have her number saved?

Tang Yimian’s beauty was the elegant, delicate kind.

Sharp contours, pronounced collarbones,

and long lashes that were especially visible with her eyes closed.

Paired with steady, rhythmic breathing…

She’d fallen asleep sitting up!

Lin Yu: "……"

Just how exhausted was Teacher Tang?

Was traveling that draining?

Sleeping upright?

Leaning in, he raised his voice:

"The principal’s here~"

Sometimes,

you really shouldn’t crack jokes you think are funny…

The moment the words left his mouth,

Tang Yimian jerked upright—

her head smacking straight into Lin Yu’s chin.

Thud!

The sheer force of her reflexive movement sent Lin Yu stumbling back, clutching his mouth.

"Hiss…"

"Hiss…"

Two sharp intakes of breath echoed in the room.

Lin Yu: "!!!"

This defied all logic!

His enhanced physique could fend off grown men barehanded.

Sure, they were close,

but how was her reflex that fast?

Was a principal’s classroom inspection that terrifying?

Elementary teachers these days must be under insane pressure!

"Elegant and delicate," his ass.

That skull was solid as a rock!

His tongue tingled, the metallic taste of fresh blood filling his mouth…