The most foolish in the world

Chapter 80

Fan Qingbo ignored him and steered the conversation back on track, "Anyway, don't bother the clinic so recklessly in the future. I know as much about prenatal care as the doctors do. If you're really worried, it's better to find some medical books to study yourself than to bother the medical staff and disrupt the clinic's operations. My husband is naturally intelligent and has a great memory; if you wanted to learn medicine, wouldn't it be a piece of cake?"

The last sentence, a half-joking, half-serious flattery, struck right at the scholar's heart. He... (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the previous sentences.)

That's a story for another time, so let's leave it at that for now.

Seeing the scholar's receptive expression, Fan Qingbo conservatively estimated that the guy would be well-behaved for three to five days without causing any trouble. Relieved, he recalled the strange smile on the scholar's lips earlier and casually asked, "Why were you so happy when I yelled at you earlier?"

The scholar blushed, his eyes darting around. "It's nothing."

Fan Qingbo had only asked casually, but his coy manner only fueled her interest, instinctively finding it to be something cute. She became delighted, lifting her eyes to glance at him sideways, and slowly smiled, "Your ability to cover up your guilt with an illness is already bad enough, but I didn't expect you, my husband, to be even worse."

The scholar craned his neck and looked up at the sky, refusing to budge no matter what. "What are you saying, my wife? I don't understand."

Fan Qingbo had been bored these past few days and had plenty of patience to wait it out with him. She chuckled and raised her hands, hanging them around the scholar's neck and shaking them twice. "It's okay if you don't understand. Just tell me what you were thinking when I mentioned you earlier."

"I...I wasn't thinking about anything!"

The scholar pulled her hand down, looked around, and said sternly, "There are many people outside, my lady, please be mindful of your behavior."

"Nonsense, everyone's watching martial arts masters fight and fall in love, they don't have time to care about us. Come here, husband, let's hug." Fan Qingbo found that after meeting the scholar, his sense of shame had become increasingly broad, constantly breaking through the limit every day, just waiting for the day he could break through the sky.

The scholar nervously glanced around, pushing away her blatant attempts at intimacy while trying not to hurt her. He was sweating profusely with anxiety. "Wife, please, please stop... I... let's go home and hug..."

This was the most embarrassing thing he could say, poor thing. Unfortunately, he'd run into a notorious woman who was incredibly frivolous.

"If you want to go home and hug me, first tell me what you were laughing about earlier?"

Cornered, the scholar had no choice but to blush and stammer, "But, I remembered the first time we met."

Their first meeting? Wasn't it at the Xiaoyao Teahouse? Zhou Zice bumped into him, and she forced him to apologize... And today, she's the one forcing him to apologize to someone else. Why does she suddenly have this feeling that none of the men she knows possess basic social skills? She has to force them to apologize to everyone... Wait, what's so strange about this that makes him smile like that?

Fan Qingbo looked up at the scholar with a puzzled expression.

Since becoming pregnant, Fan Qingbo has been eating well and taking good care of herself. The paleness on her face has faded considerably, and her face has become increasingly round and radiant. Even without makeup, her complexion is fair and rosy, radiating a youthful glow, and she exudes an indescribable charm. At this moment, her actions and gaze, though unintentional, still stirred a warmth in the scholar's heart, and he couldn't help but lean down and kiss her lips passionately.

Fan Qingbo hadn't expected him to react this way, and her face flushed involuntarily. She glared at him playfully. Seeing his dark and intense gaze, her heart started racing again. Was he about to transform? Oh dear, he rarely transformed in broad daylight! I can't wait!

Location: Dark alley. Characters: A man and a woman. Event: The male protagonist pins the female protagonist against the wall and passionately kisses her, cupping her face in his hands.

—She's finally going to experience this old trope from romance novels firsthand!

He waited with his eyes closed for ages, but there was no seductive, arrogant push-down, no passionate 360-degree kiss—what a rip-off! Fan Qingbo impatiently opened his eyes, only to see the scholar leaning against the wall with one hand and covering his mouth with the other, looking like he was trying so hard to suppress his laughter that he was internally injured. He was instantly enraged. "So, you idiot, you've learned to play tricks now, haven't you? You think you're so capable? Fine! If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain!"

Location: Dark alley. Characters: A man and a woman. Event: The female protagonist pins the male protagonist against the wall and passionately kisses him, cupping his face in her hands.

The female lead arrives with overwhelming force, the male lead half-heartedly resists, the female lead's momentum is unstoppable, the male lead is utterly defeated, the female lead conquers and seizes territory, the male lead fights back, the female lead switches from offense to defense, the male lead presses his advantage, the female lead feigns surrender, the male lead underestimates his enemy and advances recklessly, the female lead launches a surprise attack, the male lead carelessly loses Jingzhou...

The battle ended when both of them were exhausted.

Panting, Fan Qingbo spoke before the scholar could, "Husband, you should have some self-respect. How dare you seduce your wife in broad daylight!"

The scholar was both amused and exasperated. He pinched her chin and sighed, "You have no shame."

Fan Qingbo bit his finger and asked indistinctly, "Who doesn't know shame?"

The scholar's eyes still burned with anger, but his expression had softened, and he said helplessly, "It is I, your husband."

Fan Qingbo's pregnancy syndrome flared up, and she started arguing and being unreasonable, saying, "You were clearly talking about me just now!"

Before the scholar could answer, a lazy voice suddenly rang out from the air: "Stop arguing, I think you two are both quite shameless."

The world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be...

Shu and Fan looked up at the sound and saw a window open on the wall. A man was sitting on the windowsill with a wine bottle in his hand, looking at them with a half-smile. His long, narrow phoenix eyes were made even brighter by the wine, and what could not be ignored was his full head of white hair.

In the martial arts world, "white hair and youthful face" is a synonym for a person.