Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 152: Foot Massage

In the bathroom, Sun Zhe stood stark naked under the shower, letting the cold water pour over his body.

The water was cold, but not as cold as his heart. To think that Zhu Yan wouldn’t even cook dinner and was going out with that man to a banquet... They might even end up in bed together afterward... It felt as if needles were pricking his heart—an awful sensation.

Although he had decided to let it go after Ye Qiao’s guidance, how could truly letting go be that easy?

In the midst of his thoughts, his phone suddenly began to ring from outside the bathroom.

Sun Zhe turned off the shower, walked out, and picked up the phone from the bed, seeing it was a call from Wang Feng.

"What is it?"

"Heh heh... President Sun, you’re off work, right?"

"Is something up?"

"Come out for a foot massage!"

Hearing this, Sun Zhe almost threw his phone. I’m already emotionally drained, and this guy is asking me to get a foot massage!

Then Wang Feng added, "Actually, President Leng instructed me to take you out tonight to check on our group’s business."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe glanced at the camera ring on his hand and said, "Alright. Come pick me up later."

"You got it, President Sun!"

"..."

A moment later, Sun Zhe changed into a set of casual clothes that Ye Qiao had bought for him and went downstairs.

Just as he got downstairs, he saw Ye Qiao and Li Shiyan arguing in the kitchen. From the looks of it, they were about to start fighting. However, he had no intention of intervening. He had already grown used to this during the days he was recuperating in their dorm.

These two best friends would feel uncomfortable if they didn’t get into a few arguments each day. In fact, he would find it strange if he ever saw the two campus beauties getting along harmoniously.

...

"Brother, try the braised pork I made for you."

"Sun Zhe, here’s the stir-fried beef I made for you!"

Sun Zhe put down his phone and looked at the two plates of black, scorched-looking food in front of him. His expression grew increasingly odd as he asked, "Are you two sure you know how to cook?"

Hearing this, Ye Qiao rolled her eyes, turned her head away, and pretended she hadn’t heard a thing.

Li Shiyan, on the other hand, lowered her head with an aggrieved look. "I even cut my hand cooking for you."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe hurriedly looked at her hand and saw there was indeed a small cut on it. It was indeed a heartbreaking sight on such a slender, fair hand with its beautifully polished nails.

"Shiyan, are you okay?"

Li Shiyan looked at Sun Zhe, on the verge of tears. "It hurts so much. I bled a lot. If you help me suck on it, it won’t hurt anymore."

As she spoke, she even held her finger out toward Sun Zhe’s mouth.

Beside them, Ye Qiao laughed in anger. "Li Shiyan, you scheming vixen, have you been watching too many overbearing CEO dramas?"

"I might as well call an ambulance for you. An injury that severe needs to be rushed to the emergency room, or else the wound might heal up on its own!"

Li Shiyan stomped her foot in annoyance and glared at Ye Qiao with a cute ferocity. "If you can’t say something nice, then just donate your mouth!"

Ye Qiao shot her a sidelong glance and said meaningfully, "You want my brother to suck your finger? You’re really something else. My brother has something bigger that you can suck milk out of. Want to try that?"

Li Shiyan scoffed, "It’s not like I haven’t sucked it before."

Hearing this, Ye Qiao’s eyes went wide. "You... you actually..."

She then whirled around to face Sun Zhe. "Brother, has she really... sucked you?"

Sun Zhe reached up to rub his nose and quickly looked away. "Hey, now... You two goddesses can fight it out, but please, leave a mere mortal like me out of it."

"Alright, alright, tonight, allow me, Master Sun, to show you two a thing or two! Qiaoqiao, go get a Band-Aid for Shiyan first."

Ye Qiao snorted coldly, crossing her arms and looking away. "I’m angry now. We don’t have any Band-Aids. Only large ones."

Sun Zhe said, "Then bring the large one."

Ye Qiao said with a deadpan expression, "Those are for when a girl’s ’little sister’ is bleeding."

Sun Zhe instantly realized what she meant by a "large Band-Aid," and he could feel dark lines forming on his forehead. "Fine, fine, you two just wait here. I’ll go to the kitchen."

Li Shiyan stomped her foot. "You’re not going to take care of me? I’m your girlfriend!"

Hearing that, Sun Zhe fled into the kitchen as if escaping.

In the kitchen, Sun Zhe found a cucumber in the fridge, planning to make a cold salad.

Ye Qiao walked up to him and said, "You’d better give that a sniff and see if it smells fishy. I seriously suspect Li Shiyan secretly used this cucumber before."

Sun Zhe was speechless. "..."

Li Shiyan suddenly came over. "It was probably you, right? I can smell something off on this cucumber from a mile away."

Ye Qiao let out a disdainful chuckle. "My brother kept me company all afternoon, so why would I need this? You, on the other hand, want to stuff any long, hard object you see into your body. That’s why I have every reason to suspect you!"

Li Shiyan clung to Sun Zhe’s arm, her voice full of grievance. "Sun Zhe, look. Someone’s bullying your girlfriend."

Ye Qiao said, "Playing the scheming vixen is useless. My brother doesn’t fall for that act."

"..."

Sun Zhe felt like he was about to go mad. "My dear ladies," he said, forcing himself to be patient, "could you two please give it a rest? If you want to argue, take it out to the yard."

The two women huffed simultaneously but said no more.

"Brother, let me help you."

"Sun Zhe, I’ll help you, too."

Before long, the two started causing a commotion again.

Sun Zhe felt like he was losing his mind. On the bright side, at least they weren’t arguing anymore and were just competing to help him.

"By the way, I have to go out for a bit after dinner."

"Then I’m going too!"

Li Shiyan raised her hand. "Me too, me too!"

Sun Zhe’s expression turned serious. "I’m not going out for fun, I have important business to attend to. You two stay home. I should be back soon."

"..."

...

Amidst all the bickering, Sun Zhe finally managed to finish his dinner.

After the meal, he put down his chopsticks and escaped out the door, leaving the two campus beauties at home to wash the dishes and pots.

At the entrance to the villa complex, Wang Feng’s formidable Land Rover had been waiting for some time.

Sun Zhe pulled open the car door, plopped into the seat, and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Heh heh, President Sun, I’m taking you to a great place."

"What great place?"

"For a foot massage."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe immediately moved to get out of the car.

Damn, how classless. I’ve got two little fairies at home. Why would I need to go out for a foot massage? If I wanted to, I could even have them both join me in the bath!

At this moment, Wang Feng was naturally oblivious to Sun Zhe’s thoughts, a sleazy grin on his face. "Hey, President Sun, don’t be so cold! Hear me out first."

"The quality of the technicians at that place is really high!"

Sun Zhe gave him a sidelong glance. "And how high-quality are we talking?"

"About three or four stories high! And get this—not a single one is over thirty. They’re all little fairies in their twenties!"

A knowing smile appeared on Sun Zhe’s face.

Wang Feng added, "Besides, that place is one of our Lieyang Group’s own establishments."

Sun Zhe remembered his promise to Chu Youdie to help her collect evidence and nodded. "Alright then, let’s go check it out."

"Great!"

"By the way, where do you guys find so many young women to work as technicians?"

"Ah, President Sun, settle in and let me tell you the whole story!"

"Cut the crap and be serious!"

"..."