Chapter Twelve: The Conversation is Not Yet Over

  The old lady insisted on sending Xun Qing to catch up with the Spring Examination, and her purpose was simple. She wanted to see her beloved son at all costs. Now in this high-risk period, going through the back door and pulling strings is no longer very realistic, it's better to take the imperial examination and get a chance to meet the emperor safely and quickly.

  Xun Qing is a bookworm, but he doesn't have much good feelings towards the imperial court. When he sees those pretentious and overly elaborate writings that don't even distinguish between different occasions, he really feels like vomiting.

  The boss is a half-idle person, who claims to be supervising and reading books, but in reality, he just sits there, sneaking a nap during work hours. If I have any questions, he will explain them responsibly. At most, his role is between that of a study companion and a teacher. The boss is very satisfied with this arrangement, having plenty of time to enjoy life, and getting free food and lodging. This heavenly life may not last forever, so it's best to make the most of it while I can.

  The little house was entangled for two or three days, until it was fiercely scolded by a stray cat, and then thoroughly bid farewell to its own pure heart. —— She decided to become a 12-hour non-stop stalker, this is the first time she clearly realized that she lost face as a thousand-year-old demon at her grandmother's house.

  And the object is undoubtedly Zhang Zuoyan.

  On the first day, she saw a woman wearing a revealing thin shirt performing a striptease dance in the brothel. As a result, before half an hour was up, she had already lost her nerve and returned home in defeat, accompanied by persistent bleeding, which scared Xun Qing into thinking that she had been injured internally by some old cow-nosed Daoist, and he stared at her all day asking this and that.

  Human vs. Monster one-way challenge first round, defeated!!

  On the second day, she fell from a beam and almost scattered her old bones. It was because Zhang Zhaoyan and XXX girl were flirting with each other on a large scale, and she wanted to cover her ears as if she hadn't heard anything, but unfortunately, the thousand-year-old demon's hearing is dozens of times that of normal humans. So once again, Fang Xiaoling beautifully took the blame.

  Round 2, defeated miserably...

  On the third day, Zhang Zuoyan spent a whole three hours chatting with an unattractive woman, and what really made Fang Xiaoling give up her basically worthless knees was that the woman firmly believed she was the number one beauty in the city and vowed to get rid of Yao Yesnow, that troublesome spirit who had been clinging to Zhang Zuoyan every day.

  This once again refreshed her understanding of Zhang Zuoyan.

  On the fourth day, Fang Xiaoling wisely bought two catties of melon seeds and one catty of peanuts on the street, watching him flutter around different women like a butterfly.

  On the fifth day, Xun Qing looked at Fang Xiaoling's eyes with a hint of melancholy, almost seeing her off step by step as she floated away, and of course, Zhang Zuoyan was still walking ahead in big strides.

  ……

  On the tenth day, Fang Xiaoling was able to watch Zhang Zuoyan's teasing mode with a poker face at any time and place, while Xun Qing had become increasingly depressed in recent days.

  Of course, Zhang Zuoyan's evaluation in her heart has already dropped from a charming young man to a beast in human skin.

  ……

  On the fifteenth day, Xun Qing found Fang Xiaoling and carefully asked, "Ling'er, what do you think of Zhang Zuoyan?"

  Fang Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, staring at him blankly.

  His bright and clear eyes gradually dimmed, he didn't dare to look at Fang Xiaoling's face, even more afraid that she would say something he didn't want to hear. He just looked at his toes, like a child who did something wrong, saying word by word, "I know."

  "... Fang Xiaoling felt that something was not quite right, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She could only hug Xun Qing from behind, and suddenly realized that, without realizing it, Xun Qing had grown a lot taller, to the point where she couldn't even wrap her arms around him."

  "Zhang Zuoyan is an unstable person, you..." The words "you shouldn't get close to him" got stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them out loud. Xun Qing felt a bit disheartened and lowered her head even further.

  Fang Xiaoling laughed and scolded, "Zhang Zuoyi is a beast in clothes."

  Ruthless and efficient.

  Xun Qing rubbed her hair, somewhat satisfied, "En."

  ………

  The stalking continued, and Fang Xiaoling had an increasingly strong urge to tear her boss apart, of course, just thinking about it.

  Zhang Zuoyan didn't seem like someone with a city background and ambition, but after nearly a month of following him, she began to suspect her boss's words. However, he had no need to deceive her, which would be pointless for a businessman.

  So it was a misunderstanding of his words, not Zhang Zuoyan himself, but someone related to him, and that person got the message from Zhang Zuoyan, directly targeting Xun Qing.

  That must be someone extremely close to him... Zhang Lao Tai was the first to be eliminated by her, such an old fox wouldn't use this method, compared to his son he himself taking action might even be faster.

  That was one of those sparrows in his flock, only this time there were so many that she felt a little tremble.

  Liu Yingying, Yao Yexue, Dong Sui, Shangguan Ye... who is it after all? Fang Xiaoling irritably scratched her hair, Zhang Zuoye was not a foolish person, if he wanted to get information, he must be someone close to him. He wasn't a talkative person either, but you can go ask and there will be basic vigilance, so... wine!!

  The only one who can get close to him and put down his guard, and also get him drunk... Fang Xiaoling lowered her eyelids, and a hint of coldness appeared in her dark eyes, with a slightly raised corner of her mouth - Liu Yanyan, I'd like to know what tricks you're going to play?

  On the other end, the boss was unusually still awake, holding a rolled-up ancient book and flipping through it with a look of satisfaction. The candle flame crackled, while Ah Zi listlessly teased the weak flames with her hand.

  "Is it really okay for Fang Xiaoling to continue making such a fuss?"

  "Anyway, she didn't violate the space treaty, what's it to me? Just focus on doing business, take orders and deliver goods honestly."

  "But..."

  "What's meant to come will still come. History can't be changed, and I won't let it change either. And she doesn't have that power yet. It's night, time for kids to sleep."

  A Zi sulkily pouted and snuggled into her quilt.

  Obviously I'm not a kid...