Chapter 1225 — Song Lingwei: It Has to Be Said That Xie Yufeng Really Knows How to Woo Women, for One Sentence Bridged the Distance Between Him and Qiu Lingshan, and Being Both Cultivators They Now Had Common Ground; His Run of Setbacks at School Came Only From the Fact That Every Girl He Took a Fancy To Already Had Someone in Her Heart, Which Is Why They Were All So Cold to Him
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"I have a car of my own, and I'm going on official business — what would it look like for you to drive me?" Qiu Lingshan was briefly rendered speechless. Was there something wrong with this man's head? Expecting her to cruise around showing off in a Lamborghini — didn't he realize people would take it as proof she was on the take?
Seeing that Qiu Lingshan was determined to refuse, Xie Yufeng had no choice but to take his leave. Once he was gone, Qiu Lingshan shook her head. The man was a genuine nuisance, and he had even invoked her grandfather's name. If he started turning up at her office every day to pester her, what on earth was she supposed to do?
A phone rang. Qiu Lingshan took out her own handset; the screen showed an unfamiliar number.
Instinctively she assumed it was Xie Yufeng calling back and didn't want to pick up — but then she thought, what if it wasn't? Unknown numbers rang her every day, some of them reporting case leads, so Qiu Lingshan pressed the accept button after all.
"Hello, this is Qiu Lingshan." She answered the call.
"Sis?" A sweet woman's voice came down the line.
"Little Rui?" Qiu Lingshan blinked in surprise at the voice. "Why is it you? Aren't you in special training — not allowed to just call people?"
The caller was Qiu Lingshan's younger sister, Song Lingwei, who had gone into special training a few years ago. The only time she could telephone home was at New Year; the rest of the year she vanished without a trace. So her sudden call left Qiu Lingshan both startled and delighted.
"Hee hee, Sis — I'm almost free! This is already my fourth year of training, and I earned the camp's Warrior Medal with top marks!" Song Lingwei said happily.
Qiu Lingshan did a quick count on her fingers. In the blink of an eye Song Lingwei had actually finished her training! How fast time flew! Back then, that little girl who was forever bursting into tears had gone and won the Warrior Medal — it left Qiu Lingshan deeply moved.
Four years ago, to keep the Song family from sliding into decline and to build up Song Lingwei's strength, Grandfather had made the resolute decision to send her off to the harshest of the overseas mercenary training camps. And now that soft, tear-streaked girl of old had gone and earned the camp's highest honour!
"Congratulations, Little Rui!" Qiu Lingshan said from the heart. "So what have you decided — stay on at the camp, or come home?"
"Never mind me for now — I just called Grandfather. Sis, I hear you have a boyfriend?" Song Lingwei asked, positively brimming with gossip.
"Boyfriend?" Qiu Lingshan's face darkened. "What you heard must be Yufeng of the Yu family. I don't like him!"
To her own sister Qiu Lingshan had nothing to conceal: what she liked, she liked; what she didn't, she didn't.
"Huh? Come on, Sis! I heard that Yufeng, young as he is, is already a master at the peak of the mid-Xuan Stage — a genuine young talent, right on target with your criteria for a husband! Grandfather says you're formidable yourself these days, at the peak of the late Huang Stage, but didn't you say you wanted a boyfriend even stronger than you?" Song Lingwei was puzzled. Her sister didn't seem to care for this Yufeng of the Yu family at all.