Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1677 - 1680: Qi Meng's Innocent Romance Lessons

Hanging up the phone, Shen Qiang, with furrowed brows, sat on the bed in Wenren Meiqiao's pink boudoir, his eyes seriously surveying everything in the room.Only the palm-sized, petite and exquisite Golden Cicada flew out, saying, "Master, do you really not want to tell Sister Wenren Meiqiao your true thoughts? She loves you dearly. If she knew you wanted to eliminate Zong Zijin to ensure their safety, I think she would help you."

Shen Qiang took a deep breath and calmly said, "I can't say. If she knows I'm going to kill Zong Zijin, then she becomes an accomplice. If she doesn't know, even if Zong Zijin is really killed, at most it would just be a lack of capability in her work."

The Golden Cicada's beautiful eyes suddenly brightened: "So you're not telling her to protect her?"

Shen Qiang smiled slightly and calmly said, "If I can't protect my lover, what kind of man am I? They are responsible for enchanting the world, living happily without worries. I am responsible for battling the world and promising them a lifetime of prosperity."

The Golden Cicada looked full of admiration: "Master, the sisters are so lucky."

Shen Qiang smiled, sighing helplessly: "Little thing, you're talking as if I mistreat you."

The Golden Cicada laughed with eyes curved, said: "Not at all, the master has given Golden Cicada a carefree life, making Golden Cicada feel like in the Immortal Realm."

Shen Qiang laughed, got up, dressed, and after organizing everything, calmly said: "Everyone has secrets, some can be told, some can't. Let's go. Although I don't want to owe too many favors, now there's no choice."

"Ke Bizhu, Ye Guyun, Wenren Meiqiao are too familiar. Zi will still be managing the restaurant for some time. If she takes action, Wenren Meiqiao would certainly recognize her afterwards, and if it's Heshenghe's demons, it would be even harder to clear suspicions. So now, I need a third-party strong figure to help me solve some problems."

Upon hearing this, Golden Cicada was stunned, a third-party strong figure?

Her beautiful eyes were full of questions, but just as Shen Qiang walked out without hesitation, the Golden Cicada immediately chased after him.

"Wait for me, Master!"

Twenty kilometers away, on a villa terrace garden, wearing a sleeveless light pink cheongsam, the graceful and enchanting Mirage Qimeng was sitting on a chair on the terrace.

Pink naturally makes one look chubby.

But on her, it was merely an added splash of color.

At this moment, her beautiful eyes were staring blankly at the computer screen on the terrace table, not even noticing a bee land on her head, let alone the forum posts continuously praising the heroic Shen Qiang.

"Miss, your coffee has gone cold." reminded a nearby female assistant who looked about forty years old, with a smile.

Suddenly regaining her senses, Mirage Qimeng's charming face flushed, then she smiled and said, "I was just a bit absent-minded."

Beside her, the roughly forty-year-old female assistant smiled, adding more coffee while saying, "Miss, you don't have to explain. When I fell in love back then, I was often absent-minded like this."

Mirage Qimeng's face was rosy with embarrassment, her beautiful eyes showed shyness as she lifted the coffee, saying charmingly, "It's not love, Sister Mei, you sure know how to joke."

She had just finished speaking when she sipped the coffee and spat it out.

"It's so hot!" she frowned.

The assistant beside her laughed with eyes curved, saying, "Miss, people say women will be foolish for three years when in love. You're just beginning now; it will get sillier later. Of course it's hot since I just replaced your coffee. Normally, you would never do this."

Mirage Qimeng's charming face reddened, her eyes awkwardly darting around: "Not at all, just thinking about some business matters on the platform."

The assistant laughed: "You started participating in managing the platform at sixteen, and I've never seen you so absent-minded. Besides, love isn't something unseen, as someone who's been through it, if you need help, I think I can offer you some advice."

Mirage Qimeng hastily denied: "No, no, really no."

But then, as the assistant was about to leave, she suddenly coughed nervously and spoke hesitantly, "Sister Mei, I'm definitely not in love, but I have a close friend who recently fell for a man; this man is handsome and manly, but he's surrounded by beauties, and he's very busy, so my friend doesn't know how to approach him."

Upon hearing this, the assistant laughed with eyes curved, hesitantly sitting beside Mirage Qimeng and softly said, "It's simple, for a mature woman, testing if a man is interested is very easy—just ask for his help."

Mirage Qimeng was stunned and then asked in surprise: "Ask him for help?"

The assistant laughed: "Of course, not something completely unsolvable; it should be something manageable, not too difficult, yet seems like you can't solve it yourself. Like ordinary girls who want to know if a handsome guy is interested."

"They would say, 'Oh, my computer or phone is so slow, even watching movies is laggy. Can you help fix it?'"

Mirage Qimeng was stunned: "Then why not just clear system junk?"

The assistant laughed with eyes curved: "You think those girls don't know? They know very well, but after such a small favor, if that handsome guy immediately helps, next time, there might be another small problem. After a few times, the girl can naturally invite the guy for a meal, with the excuse, 'You've helped me so much lately, let me treat you to dinner.'"

"Red wine, music, an ambiguous atmosphere, delightful lighting—if both are into it, no words are needed, it naturally leads to being together."

Mirage Qimeng was stunned: "That simple, not with buying roses and setting up a romantic scene for confession?"

The assistant burst into laughter: "Watch fewer TV dramas, read more books. Truly wanting to be together requires no 'I love you,' while someone uninterested—no matter the sacrifice—he would still reject you. Trust me; if you want to entice that guy, find something within his power that's not too bothersome to ask for help. By testing, you'll know whether he likes you."

Mirage Qimeng blurted hastily, "It's my friend, not me."

The assistant burst into laughter: "Back in the day, I also framed my own stories as my friend's."

Mirage Qimeng's face flushed, and just then, her phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, immediately getting nervous, saying, "He's calling me."

"Answer it!" the assistant urged.

After taking a deep breath, Mirage Qimeng answered the call, immediately hearing Shen Qiang's voice, tinged with laughter.

"Qi Meng, I have a little favor to ask of you."