The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

Chapter 167: Why Did It Feel Like His Brother's Head Was Green

Qiao Qing answered, “No time.”

Jun Yexuan paused and then placed his gaze onto the medical book she was reading.

In his memory, ever since he got to know her, she’s never done any activities for entertainment.

There was Go in the study room but she’s never touched it. For the zither, she was interested but she never played.

When she had time, she would choose to read her medical books.

Even after she wrote her entrance exam, a time when all other students were crazily playing around, she remained home and read her books quietly.

When he realized this, he tentatively asked, “You are so keen on these medical books. Do you have any problems you are trying to solve in the medical field?”

Qiao Qing stared at him for a while – long enough for Jun Yexuan’s hair to stand up on their ends, “It’s not the time to tell you yet.”

So that meant she had plans to tell him later? Jun Yexuan raised an eyebrow. His heart couldn’t help but soar.

His instinct told him that this was a giant secret to her that nobody else knew. So she planned on telling him eventually?

Didn’t that prove that she was starting to accept him little by little?

Jun Yexuan was busy being happy when a voice from downstairs interrupted him, “Qingqing, I’m here!”

Jun Yexuan’s brows furrowed as she watched Qiao QIng leave. He put down his pen and went with her.

Once Qiao Qing got downstairs, she saw Luo Chen roll his way over on his skateboard.

“Qingqing, it’s been five days and I have listened to your instructions with bathing. It’s time to teach me ancient martial arts.”

Qingqing is teaching this guy ancient martial arts?

Jun Yexuan’s face turned cold immediately, “Ancient martial arts is Kung Fu. Teaching is not as effective as practicing in real life. Jinghang, you go find several subordinates of ours and go practice with him!”

Just as Mu Jinghang was about to respond, Qiao Qing turned and glared at Jun Yexuan, “Did you forget what I said a few days ago?”

Jun Yexuan immediately lost his temper. Instead, he stretched his face into a smile, “Qingqing is teaching? I want to see how one can teach ancient martial arts.”

Mu Jinghang, “…”

In a few days time, his third brother had turned into a man controlled by his wife?

This speedy adjustment from arrogant to a scaredy-cat was learned from Mu Jinghang himself.

Qiao Qing stopped acknowledging Jun Yexuan. She walked down and grabbed Luo Chen’s two wrists, slid her hands up to his forearms then shoulders, before finally tracing down his chest.

Luo Chen had no choice but to face Jun Yexuan’s gaze that wanted to swallow him whole. He didn’t even have the guts to blush and felt like his bones hurt.

It wasn’t because of the pressure Qiao Qing applied, it was because of that man’s bone-piercing gaze.

Mu Jinghang watched from the door as Qiao Qing touched another man in front of his third brother. He couldn’t help but laugh.

Why did it feel like his brother’s head was green?*

After Qiao Qing felt all of Luo Chen’s bones, her gaze landed on the skateboard beneath his feet.

Luo Chen quickly explained, “We don’t live that far so I didn’t want to ask for the car and came on a skateboard instead. Qingqing, are you interested in this as well? If you like it, I’ll teach you!”

Qiao Qing said, “In the future, run your way here.”

Luo Chen, “…?”

After a moment of silence, Luo Chen finally caught himself, “Ah no, Qingqing, when I said not far, I meant compared to other places. Though I don’t need the car, it’s still 3km. If I run my way here, I’d be exhausted. I don’t exercise regularly you know.”

Qiao Qing answered, “All those medicinal baths only changed how much your bones can endure. To learn martial arts, you must have great physical qualities. If you can’t even run 3km, how can you learn ancient martial arts?”

Luo Chen nodded when he heard this, “Oh, okay. Then I will run from now on.”

Qiao Qing took a look at her watch, “For now, go outside and run around the Qiao manor 20 times.”

Luo Chen, “…”