"What's the big deal with Yang Guo's left hand, and how is it related to Little Dragon Girl leaving him for sixteen years?"

"Why is King Duan's One Yang Finger famed across the world, and is it because he has many women around him?"

Ouyang Xiaoya was full of "question marks," utterly confused about why Beast Lin was using such examples.

"I refuse to provide detailed explanations and clarifications to low-IQ individuals." That person absolutely avoided mentioning the "nuance."

Ouyang Xiaoya was instantly infuriated: "Try saying again that I have a low IQ?"

"Boss, I'm not good at sugar-coating my words, please bear with me," Lin Hai quickly apologized with a smile.

"Then explain to me why Yang Guo's left hand is impressive because Little Dragon Girl left him for sixteen years?"

"Because... have you ever heard the term 'hand speed of a single dog'?" Lin Hai asked back.

"No, I've never heard of it."

"Oh, then my explanation would be wasted anyway."

"And what about King Duan's One Yang Finger being famous? What's that about?" Ouyang Xiaoya pressed on, unwilling to give up.

One can't deny, once a woman's curiosity is piqued, it absolutely overflows unstoppably.

"Uh, this, I think the gold finger from whatever eagle in Japan isn't a big deal since, many centuries ago in the Song Dynasty, King Duan had already mastered an even more impressive One Yang Finger." Lin Hai explained tactfully.

Actually, nowadays Lin Hai's "One Yang Finger" is also pretty awesome, no less than King Duan's, hehe.

"You're going in circles, yet you still haven't told me why exactly."

Ouyang Xiaoya persisted.

"Uh... wife, I really can't answer this question, you can Baidu it, ask Baidu if needed." Lin Hai quickly deflected the conversation "Taichi style."

"Fine, I know your language skills are lacking, explaining is tough, read more books when you're free." Ouyang Xiaoya took the chance to jab.

"Wife, my language skills are stellar, my tongue can twist."

If it was about any other flaw, Lin Hai might not argue, but to openly slander his "technical skills" was something Lin would not tolerate.

"Hmph, alright, I need to get to work, you'd better behave in Yanjing; I recently learned how to identify a virgin man, I'll conduct a thorough examination when I come to Yanjing." With that, Mrs. Boss hung up.

"Sh*t!"

Lin Hai's eyes widened.

What's going on?

Also, can virgin males actually be identified now?

Do I have a membrane too?

Lin Hai was unable to remain calm. If it were really identifiable, my membrane would have been gone eight generations ago.

...

"Brother Lin, haven't finished the call yet? I'm waiting to invite you for an erotic massage tonight." Zhuge Jianguo's voice floated over.

Lin Hai glanced at the time; it's almost time for university classes to end.

"Zhu, help me get a security uniform from your company," Lin Hai said, stepping out to Zhuge Jianguo.

"Sure, no problem, just got it ready."

Shortly thereafter, Zhuge Jianguo's personal female life assistant brought over the neatly folded security uniform and curiously sized up Lin Hai.

Could this guy have been hired by the CEO as a personal bodyguard for the young master?

"Alright, you can go now," Zhuge Jianguo waved his hand at his beautiful personal life assistant.

She obediently retreated.

"Tsk tsk, this girl is quite pretty, not trying to flirt with her isn't like you." Lin Hai mumbled, stroking his chin.

Zhuge Jianguo chuckled: "I've got sixteen such personal life assistants, and I can guarantee they were definitely virgins."

"Sh*t!"

Lin Hai had an urge to beat Zhuge to death for his smug grin.

"Hehe, just kidding."

"Brother Lin, are we going to have fun tonight wearing the security uniform? Do you have some special fetish?" Zhuge Jianguo curiously asked.

"Man, don't look at me with suspicious eyes. I'm Little Purity."

"Alright then, can't hang out with you tonight, maybe another time, I've got to head home to cook for my sister."

"What?" Zhuge Jianguo widened his eyes.

"Cook?"

"Uh-huh, my sister's health is not great, so I know some dishes that are nourishing. I'm going to make some for her." Lin Hai sighed, thinking about how much his sister has suffered.

Zhuge Jianguo nodded, thought for a moment, and suddenly had a bright idea: "Brother Lin, why don't I go with you?"

"What are you going for?" Lin Hai asked puzzled.

"Hehe, isn't there nourishing food? I've been feeling weak in the kidneys recently, and I'd like some nourishment too," Zhuge Jianguo rubbed his hands together, looking embarrassed.

Lin Hai almost choked on his response.

"You, stop playing around with women so much, and your kidneys won't be weak."

Lin Hai rolled his eyes.

"Brother Lin, I'll go get ready, and we'll leave together then," Zhuge Jianguo said, rushing downstairs.

Ten minutes later, Lin Hai was at a loss for words again.

The person in front of him was dressed even more raggedly than a beggar on the Yanjing subway; if you didn't look closely, you'd never guess this was the extravagant Zhuge Jianguo.

Clink—

Lin Hai threw a fifty-cent coin in front of him.

"Brother Lin, stop messing around."

Zhuge Jianguo retaliated irritably.

"I can't help it, it's hilarious, hahaha."

Lin Hai almost burst out laughing.

Zhuge Jianguo's appearance was just too comical, especially with a tattered straw hat on his head and a sack on his back, looking like a refugee.

"I'm mimicking a trending figure on YY, Coat Brother."

"With this look, your sister and her friends absolutely won't recognize we're rich kids, I'm doing it to meet your need for concealment." Zhuge Jianguo said whimsically.

Lin Hai patted his shoulder: "Brother, have you thought of your identity setup?"

"Got it, I used to work on a construction site with you, and I'm getting ready to apply tomorrow. We're long-time work pals."

Lin Hai nodded, looking him over once more. There was no denying it, clothes make the man; Zhuge Jianguo really had the wild, alternative beggar style going on now.

"Before we go, leave behind those keychains of Rolls-Royce, Bugatti Veyron, Aston Martin, and Maserati Executive on you." Lin Hai reminded him.

"Oh, right." Zhuge Jianguo hurried to put the keys down.

The two of them grabbed a cab, under the taxi driver's suspicious gaze of whether they'd be able to pay, they finally made it back to Lin Mengru's rental room.

As they reached the door, Lin Hai paused and furrowed his brows.

He noticed Zhuge Jianguo had left the car keys behind, but his hand wasn't empty — he was still clutching a Mercedes-Benz car key.

Now holding two bags of groceries, Zhuge Jianguo just noticed.

"Keep this thing hidden later." Lin Hai instructed repeatedly.

"Damn, Brother Lin, relax, this is a lighter, for smoking. I specifically modified it to look like a Mercedes-Benz car key, lights my cigarette." Zhuge Jianguo explained.

"Rich people are so extravagant."

Lin Hai was exasperated too, pulling out a key, he opened the door.

"Eh?"

Lin Hai widened his eyes at the sight before him, of a fairly well-proportioned woman with her head down, wearing an apron at her waist, sweeping the floor toward the door like a housewife.

The most striking thing was, this woman's hair, was so eye-catching, it was blood-red.

"It's you!"

Lin Hai inadvertently exclaimed.

This isn't the blood-haired woman? What's happening!!!

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