4 Don't You Know How to Say Sorry?

Xu Lingjun took a long time explaining to prevent Wang Qingya from misunderstanding that he was doing something impulsive only teenagers would do. He also tried hard to explain that he didn't take all those blood-nourishing medicines because he was bleeding from too much masturbation which made him need drugs to nourish his blood.

However, the way she looked at him was still very strange.

After dinner, Wang Qingya took the excuse that she was tired from work and her journey home and went to bed early after she tidied up the guest room.

She also deadlocked the door to her room.

This was not something to joke about. Even though he was her fiance, sex before marriage was absolutely a no unless he agreed to inherit the family business of the Wang family.

That night, Xu Lingjun slept in the bathtub.

After soaking in cold water for an entire night, he finally managed to completely suppress the impulse that filled him.

Even though he had been soaking in water for the entire night, his skin did not even slightly wrinkle. Instead, it became even more supple and elastic, like gummy bears.

He had gotten even more handsome.

However, Xu Lingjun did not feel happy at all. On the contrary, he let out a long sigh.

It's over. He would probably be harassed even more by those women in school. Who knows, someone might even ask him what brand of mask he was using...

Sigh, he really knew nothing about brands like Chando and Kelaiya.

He had been forced by Sister Yaya to use some for a few times when he was young, but it had been so many years that he couldn't even remember the brand.

Just as he was thinking of Wang Qingya, she arrived.

The door was knocked on a few times before it was pushed open. Wang Qingya leaned in.

Today, she was wearing a loose t-shirt with a pair of very long pants. Her smooth long hair was casually draped over her shoulders. She was dressed like a boy, and though it didn't match her appearance, she didn't look out of place. Instead, it gave her a gentle and homely aura.

Who could have imagined that the female teacher who looked cold and unapproachable in the school would be so gentle and lovely in front of Xu Lingjun?

Xu Lingjun was surprised by another question. Looking at Wang Qingya's pants that were dragging all the way down to her heels, he said in surprise, "Sister Yaya, why are you wearing my clothes?"

"I've already thrown away all the clothes I brought. I don't have any to change into, so I can only wear yours."

Xu Lingjun asked curiously, "Why did you throw them away? Aren't your clothes very expensive?"

"I came directly from the research institute. I didn't have time to go home, so I asked dad to help me pick up some seasonal clothes from home and send them here," As she said that, a hint of embarrassment and anger appeared in Wang Qingya's eyes. She continued, "But when that old man heard that I was here to look for you, he actually sent me a bunch of useless things. There was nothing that could be worn out."

She thought of the condoms, vibrators, seductive underwear, sailor uniforms, police uniforms, candles, handcuffs, and so on that she had thrown away..

She was too embarrassed to explain it clearly, so she only said vaguely, "You should have known my father's taste from decades ago. He wanted to give me an elegant name so he had to use the word 'Ya'. In the end, added with the surname 'Wang', it was so common. He couldn't even name his daughter well. I shouldn't have asked him for help in the first place."

She glanced at Xu Lingjun and her eyes paused on his face for two seconds. Then she said, "Let's go. Accompany me to go get a toothbrush, toothpaste, and a few changes of clothes. I'm not used to using your toothpaste and toothbrush. Your toothbrush is almost bald, anyway."

"Okay, wait for me to change," Xu Lingjun responded. Then he felt that there was something strange in Wang Qingya's words.

However, Wang Qingya didn't move and just stared at him.

"What's wrong, Sister Yaya?"

Wang Qingya hesitated for a moment and asked, "Have you been using facial masks recently? What brand did you use?"

Xu Lingjun, "..."

Wang Qingya had already prepared breakfast.

Two side dishes, two cups of soy milk, four fried dough sticks, and two pairs of chopsticks were arranged neatly.

After urging Xu Lingjun to brush his teeth and wash his face, the two of them sat together and finished their breakfast.

They went out side by side.

When they reached the local high-end clothing store, Wang Qingya bought seven to eight sets of change clothes in one go, including inner and outerwear.

She wanted to buy a few sets for Xu Lingjun, but he was really not used to such branded clothes since they were too luxurious to wear in school. However, Wang Qingya insisted, so he had no choice but to choose a few underwears.

The ones from before had become too small, and it was time to change them anyway.

For the whole day, Xu Lingjun's time was almost completely used up by Wang Qingya. He accompanied her to do this, do that, clean up, and tidy up the house. The reward was that the house, which was relatively cold before, was now brand new thanks to Wang Qingya's efforts, with an additional sense of warmth.

The next morning, when Xu Lingjun woke up, he saw the steaming breakfast on the table and the note left in advance.

A warm feeling welled up in his heart.

Although with an addition to the house, he was no longer as free as when he was alone, this feeling of home made him, a person who lived alone, rather nostalgic.

After finishing breakfast, Xu Lingjun walked towards the school. His parents were both martial artists back then. As long as martial artists were alive, they were a moving treasure trove. As such, the location of his home was not bad, and it was only one to two thousand meters away from the school, about a ten-minute walk.

However, he still left the house two hours earlier.

Along the way, he saved a little girl who fell into the water, earning 23 source value points.

He sent an old lady who had an emergency attack to the hospital, earning 15 source value points.

Because of that, he even almost got into a fight with the old lady's family. Fortunately, he brandished his Qingyang High School student ID, which stopped the family from continuing to attempt to extort him.

This was probably the norm in society.

Even the most immoral hooligan wouldn't dare to provoke those seemingly obedient students in the schools.

After all, who knew who the next honorable martial artist would be?

If one day the person one bullied became a martial artist and decided to settle the score, no one would be able to bear the price.

This was also the reason why Xu Lingjun dared to help old ladies and the old men across the road.

Don't bully a young man even if he's down and out.

Along the way, he finally had a sense of the magical effects the Celestial Demon grade cultivation technique had.

He had carried the old lady who weighed more than 200 pounds on his back and ran for a few kilometers. Let alone sweating, even his breathing was still stable. In terms of strength, he might not be much stronger, but his endurance was truly astonishing.

If he took the stabilizing piles that had a great effect on body-tempering for example, a normal student would lose their energy after 20 minutes. However, Xu Lingjun had some mysterious confidence that made him believe he could last for a whole three hours.

Source value... it was indeed a good thing.

Xu Lingjun lowered his head to take a look.

[Source value: 421 points.]

It was somewhat little, but he would be fine by accumulating slowly.

Now that his physique had improved, he could accumulate more source value. When the time came, he could find that old beggar to buy some martial arts techniques. 10 bucks per book, and he wouldn't cheat, right?

Thinking of this, Xu Lingjun's body suddenly paused.

He felt that he had bumped into someone... and the feeling was soft... A girl?

Oh no, with his current physique, he can't possibly cause any harm to the girl just from bumping into her, right?

Xu Lingjun instinctively opened his mouth to say sorry, but his brain inexplicably recalled the old beggar's instructions, "If you bump into someone, don't take the initiative to apologize. Otherwise, you would be in the blame."

Since they bumped into each other, it was apparent that he wasn't paying attention, but the other party must have been in a daze too.

But just as he finished thinking about this, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart. It was just a swindler's words, so why was he taking it seriously? There were still many good people in this world. As long as he sincerely apologized, the other party would definitely not mind.

Yes, they wouldn't, they wouldn't, they definitely wouldn't.

As he thought about it, he said apologetically, "Don't you know how to say sorry?"

With that, the pretty woman who had been knocked to the ground by Xu Lingjun, dressed in a navy blue double-breasted silk dress, was stunned.