Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 123: Han Xinyue’s Reward

2:00 AM.

Boli Music Academy.

A suite-style girls’ dormitory.

In the living room.

"Ye Qiao, you little tramp! So you sneaked out of the dorm in the middle of the night just to bring a man back, right?"

Woken by the noise, Li Shiyan stood with her hands on her hips, angrily glaring at the siblings, Sun Zhe and Ye Qiao.

"Ye Qiao, this is a university girls’ dorm! You actually brought a man in here! If word of this gets out, what will happen to our reputation?"

Facing Li Shiyan’s accusations, Ye Qiao put on a meek expression and muttered softly, "What are you pretending for? You’ve met my brother before."

At this, Li Shiyan blushed and looked away. "Who would know a jerk like him?"

Ye Qiao looked at her meaningfully. "Still putting on an act? Have you forgotten you used to chase my brother?"

Li Shiyan rolled her eyes. "As if! You must be misremembering. Me, chase that jerk? In his dreams!"

"I think you’re just holding a grudge because my brother rejected you last time," Ye Qiao said.

Hearing this, a furious Li Shiyan was about to swing her small pink fists at her.

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH..."

At that moment, Sun Zhe suddenly started coughing violently, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Sun Zhe felt as if he were on the brink of collapse and had no energy to listen to two campus beauties bicker.

"Brother, what’s wrong with you?"

Seeing Sun Zhe cough up blood again, Ye Qiao’s heart clenched painfully, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Even the proud campus beauty, Li Shiyan, panicked. She rushed over to support Sun Zhe. "What’s wrong with you? Should I call an ambulance?"

"No..." Sun Zhe waved his hand weakly. He sank onto the small sofa and said with difficulty, "That old bastard is probably still watching me. If I go to the hospital now, he’ll definitely find me there."

"Qiaoqiao, Shiyan, don’t worry... I’m fine..."

Hearing this, Li Shiyan quickly let go of him and huffed dismissively. "Who’s worried about you? I’m just afraid of you causing trouble in our dorm."

"Ye Qiao, Li Shiyan, what are you two arguing about at this hour?" Just then, a door on the other side of the room opened, and an impatient voice called out.

Sun Zhe followed the sound and his eyes immediately landed on a pair of long, fair legs.

The nightgown was so short that a single step threatened to reveal the mysterious area...

But in the next moment, Sun Zhe froze. He realized the person who had just walked out of the room was an acquaintance: Lin Yingchun, Lin Shuqing’s disciple and one of the four great campus beauties!

Lin Yingchun was also stunned to see Sun Zhe, momentarily too surprised to speak. Not only had a man suddenly appeared in their dorm late at night, but he was an acquaintance!

In fact, Sun Zhe had run into Lin Yingchun every time he went to Lin Shuqing’s house to "cultivate." After several encounters, the two had become quite familiar.

But Ye Qiao and Li Shiyan didn’t know that Sun Zhe and Lin Yingchun were already acquainted. Seeing Lin Yingchun’s reaction, they assumed she was frightened by the sudden appearance of a man in their dorm. The two girls panicked and rushed over to reassure her.

"Yingchun, calm down and listen to me!"

"Yingchun, this is my brother. He was injured and is hiding here."

"That’s right, Yingchun. Don’t worry. I, Li Shiyan, give you my word that this jerk won’t be a bother to you!"

Lin Yingchun gradually calmed down under their reassurance. In truth, even if they had said nothing, she wouldn’t have dared to make Sun Zhe leave. Because Sun Zhe was the Witch Master of Jiewu Palace, and she was its disciple.

She gave Sun Zhe a deep look, a trace of concern flashing in her eyes. Without a word, she returned to her room, closed the door, and sent a text to Lin Shuqing.

「On the other side.」

Ye Qiao helped Sun Zhe into her room, sat him on the edge of the bed, and began to undress him.

"Brother, does Mom know about this?"

Sun Zhe shook his head, his voice weak. "Don’t let our stepmom know... Use my phone later to text her. Tell her I’m on a business trip for a few days."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes closed, and he passed out.

A moment later, Ye Qiao went to Li Shiyan’s room. "Shiyan, come help me. My brother fainted, and I can’t move him."

Li Shiyan reluctantly went to Ye Qiao’s room. When she saw Sun Zhe lying stark naked on the bed, her face flushed bright red.

"You... Why did you strip him naked?"

Tears glistened in Ye Qiao’s eyes. She looked at the blackening palm print on Sun Zhe’s chest and choked out, "He was soaked to the bone. How could he sleep if I didn’t take his clothes off?"

"Shiyan, help me lift him... I need to wipe him down first."

"I... Ugh, fine. For your sake, I’ll help him this one time. What else can I do? You’re my best friend."

...

A little past 3:00 AM.

Yue Changlin returned listlessly to the large estate in the suburbs and entered his private courtyard. As soon as he walked in, he saw Han Xinyue, dressed in a sexy nightgown, drinking tea on the sofa.

When she saw Yue Changlin return alone, the smile on Han Xinyue’s face gradually froze.

"Great Tributor, where is Sun Zhe?"

Yue Changlin looked like a child who had done something wrong. He walked up to Han Xinyue and said, "My apologies, Madam. That little beast managed to escape."

Hearing this, Han Xinyue clenched her small fists, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes. But Yue Changlin was, after all, the Great Tributor, the current pillar of the Zhou Family. She dared not vent her temper on him.

"Sigh, forget it. It’s late. You should get some rest, Great Tributor." Han Xinyue sighed, set down the lipstick-stained teacup, and rose to leave.

Yue Changlin quickly added, "But rest assured, Madam. That little beast was struck by my Bone-Breaking Palm. He doesn’t have much time left."

Han Xinyue’s beautiful eyes lit up. "Is that true?"

Yue Changlin forced a smile. "I would not dare to deceive you, Madam."

Suddenly, Han Xinyue covered her mouth and giggled. She then gracefully walked back to the sofa. To reward Yue Changlin, she had not only dressed up for the occasion tonight but had also put on stockings. She understood men well and knew they had no resistance to stockings.

She was also well aware of the terrifying power of the "Bone-Breaking Palm." If Sun Zhe had truly been struck by that technique, he would become a cripple, even if he miraculously survived. The suffering Sun Zhe was about to endure would be no less than what her son, Zhou Xiaolong, had gone through. So, Yue Changlin’s mission could be considered mostly complete.

It was just a shame he couldn’t bring Sun Zhe back.

"Great Tributor, you’ve worked hard. Even though you couldn’t bring him back, I still want to reward you."

At the word "reward," Yue Changlin’s expression brightened, and his spirits were instantly lifted.

With eyes full of allure, Han Xinyue gracefully kicked off her high heels. She crossed her long, black-stockinged legs on the sofa as one delicate hand slowly began to lift the hem of her nightgown.

She asked suddenly, "Great Tributor, do you like Xinyue’s legs?"

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