Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1430
Chapter 1430: Chapter 1417: In Front of a Beauty, Stabbing His Heart, Can We Still Chat Happily?_1 Chapter 1430: Chapter 1417: In Front of a Beauty, Stabbing His Heart, Can We Still Chat Happily?_1 “Here, take this.”
Lin Ruize sat next to Mu Fan and stuffed a bamboo flute into his hand.
“What is this?”
Mu Fan looked at the inch-long, lush green bamboo flute in his palm with a puzzled expression.
“Qing Yuan gave the bamboo flute. No matter where you blow it, he can hear.”
Lin Ruize kindly reminded, “If you're worried about him, you can get in touch with him at any time.”
“Thank you.”
Mu Fan's eyes flashed with gratitude, and he held the bamboo flute tightly, sincerely thanking him.
“No need to thank me, you and Qing Yuan are brothers, and so are you and me.”
Lin Ruize playfully blinked and smiled with a meaningful look, “Who knows, we might all become family someday.”
Mu Fan paused, stared at him for a few seconds, and then asked quietly, “Are you part of the Lin clan as well?”
“That's right.”
Lin Ruize arrogantly raised his eyebrows and patted his chest, “I am the rightful young master of the fifth generation of the Lin Clan.”
“Why doesn't Qing Yuan have the Lin surname?”
Mu Fan asked while caressing the bamboo flute, revealing the doubt in his heart.
“Qing Yuan is an alias.”
Lin Ruize pretended to be mysterious, leaned forward, and whispered in his ear, “His identity is very special, and it's a taboo in the Lin Clan that outsiders cannot know.”
Mu Fan nodded with understanding, “So that's the reason.”
He fell for it so easily?!
Lin Ruize covered his mouth with his hand, trying hard to suppress the urge to burst into laughter.
“Thank you.”
Without thinking too much, Mu Fan put away the bamboo flute, stood up with his hand on the ground, took a few deep breaths with the refreshing sea breeze, and strode toward the cliff.
“Is he going to practice again?”
Lin Ruize couldn't believe how focused he was on his practice.
“His life is destined to be extraordinary.”
Wang Meng sighed as he followed his gaze.
“Without going all out in his practice, how could he become a half-step Nascent Soul at seventeen?”
Feng Yi ruffled Lin Ruize's hair, jokingly saying, “You two are of similar age but with completely different experiences. If you don't work hard in your practice now, others will only leave you further behind, until you can't catch up.”
“Hmph!”
Lin Ruize brushed off his hand and argued defensively, “I want to focus on my practice too, but there are so many things holding me back.”
“Today the princess of Yan Kingdom, tomorrow the princess of Nanxun. My mother and grandmother are constantly talking about it, making me feel like I'm committing a crime. I can't even focus on my practice.”
“Don't make excuses.”
Shitou chuckled and joined the conversation, “While others are practicing at night, you're sleeping soundly, how can you compare?”
“I won't sleep tonight either.”
Lin Ruize, still young at heart and easily provoked, immediately jumped up from the ground and ran towards the cliff, “It's just practicing for one whole night, I can do it too. Don't underestimate me.”
“Hahaha.”
Pei Qingyu laughed out loud, “This kid, he might be young in age, but he has the strong will and spirit of a Lin Clan member.”
“He's just an immature child.”
Shitou put a blade of grass in his mouth, leaned back comfortably, and lay down on the beach, “He's grown up in a sweet little world and hasn't experienced any setbacks.”
“Do you think everyone grew up like us, filled with trials and tribulations.”
Pei Qingyu still shuddered at the thought of the hardships he had faced as a child.
“You've made it through, too.”
Shitou looked at him and deliberately mentioned his height, “After taking the Rejuvenation Pill and Yijing Marrow Forging, not only has your cultivation speed increased, but your height has also grown rapidly, almost catching up with me and Feng Yi.”
“Ahem.”
Pei Qingyu's ears turned red as he coughed awkwardly.
Do we really have to bring up my height?
In front of these two beautiful women, are we still able to have a pleasant conversation after poking at my weak spot?
Chapter end
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