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Chapter 114 The Obedient and Soft Miss Jin VS The Abstinent and Buddhist Young Master (1)

"I don't touch women."

A man in a suit sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed, and a string of Buddhist prayer beads on his delicate wrist.

Moving upwards, the crisp white shirt collar is slightly open, revealing the collarbone clearly under the light.

The man had deep-set features, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose, giving him an air of nobility and asceticism.

Sang Yu stood softly behind Old Mrs. Huo, her small hands clutching the hem of her white lace dress, too timid to look directly at the man in front of her.

Although Old Mrs. Huo was already sixty years old, she still spoke with a strong voice when scolding people: "Huo Qingchuan, you unfilial grandson, you're almost 30 and you still don't touch women, what are you trying to do!"

"I don't want to do anything. If Grandma likes her, she can adopt her as her granddaughter."

The man stood up; his towering height and imposing presence immediately pressed down on the petite Sang Yu.

Sang Yu looked up and met his dark, deep eyes and his cool, calm face, and was momentarily lost in thought.

Huo Qingchuan glanced at the little girl in front of him. Her small face was slightly flushed, and her bright, black grape-like eyes blinked gently. She was charming and innocent.

"Quite cute," Huo Qingchuan commented casually.

"You don't like how cute he is?" It was late at night when Grandma Huo was furious with her own grandson.

The man paused slightly, turned his head, and said, "I have turned to Buddhism and abstained from lust and women."

After saying that, he strode away.

"You unfilial descendant!" Old Mrs. Huo was so angry that she punched her wound.

“Grandma Huo…” Sang Yu gently held the old lady’s hand.

Looking at the little girl's timid face, the old lady gently comforted her, "Sangsang, don't worry, from now on you will be my own granddaughter. You don't need to go back to that cannibalistic home anymore."

"Grandma," Sang Yu called out softly and obediently.

"Oh." The old lady's heart melted. "Grandma has arranged a room for you, decorated specially according to your favorite style. It's right next to Qingchuan's. If he bullies you, just tell Grandma."

Since that scoundrel doesn't want to marry her, she won't let him off easy.

Sang Sang is so well-behaved, it would be delightful to keep her by my side as a granddaughter.

At worst, we can find a good man for Sangyu later.

"Thank you grandma."

Zhao's mother carried her small suitcase and saw her upstairs. Sangyu obediently thanked her, closed the pink bedroom door, and then opened the tools that the interdimensional mall had given her for free.

A fleeting moment of spring night (the touch and the feeling are like a real spring dream).

Returning to simplicity (for use only in the original form)

Any size pill (can change any part of your body to the size you want)

There isn't much of a plot in this story. The male protagonist, Huo Qingchuan, grew up with his grandmother. Because he witnessed his parents' tragic deaths at a young age, and a folk master predicted that he had too much blood on his hands in his past life, he developed bipolar disorder from a young age, and when it flares up, he is full of malevolence.

Grandma Huo couldn't bear to see her grandson go astray, so she sent him to a temple to cultivate himself for more than ten years, suppressing his violent tendencies. As a result, his manic-depressive disorder has been greatly alleviated over the years and he rarely has an attack.

The original owner of this world, Sang Yu, also suffered a terrible fate. At the age of twenty, she was suddenly told that she was a fake heiress, and she lost everything. She became an unwanted person in the Sang family. In order to drive her out, the real heiress deliberately framed Sang Yu and bullied her, making Sang Yu's life in the Sang family even more difficult.

Old Mrs. Huo and Old Mrs. Sang were childhood best friends. Old Mrs. Sang couldn't protect Sang Yu, so she had to ask her old friend to help take care of her for a while.

Grandma Huo knew that the young girl was not living well, so she gave the Sang family a sum of money and brought Sang Yu to the Huo family.

[Special Mission: Mission Requirements: Slap the face of the world's female protagonist, Lin Siyue, and reclaim everything that the original owner of this body deserved.]

[Mission Objective: Huo Qingchuan's Favorability Rating: 0%]

"Miss Sang, the old lady asked me to bring you some milk."

Sang Yu got up to open the door, took the milk, and asked in a soft voice, "Aunt Zhao, where's Brother Chuan?"

"Young Master should have gone to the Buddhist hall to chant sutras. He won't be out for another two hours."

"So that's it."

"Miss Sang, go to bed early. You have to go to school tomorrow. I heard you're from the Film Academy?" Zhao's mother's voice softened involuntarily as she spoke with affection.

Looking at Sang Yu's well-behaved appearance, she couldn't help but want to pinch her rosy cheeks.

Sang Yu nodded obediently, "Okay, I'll go to sleep after I finish my milk."

Huo Qingchuan is now a Buddhist monk who has no desires and also suffers from mania, so we shouldn't rush to get close to him.

If he really has no interest in her, then she should scheme to get pregnant and run away.

The next day, Sang Yu got up.

I had just finished washing up when my phone rang.

"Sang Sang, my little beauty~ Someone's looking for you!"

Sang Yu picked up the phone, saw that it was her agent, Sister Tang, calling, and answered.

"Sang Yu, why aren't you here yet? The audition is about to start, and if you don't come soon, I'll give this spot to someone else."

"Sister Tang, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Sang Yu quickly tidied up and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Huo Qingchuan was having a meal at the table, with a plate of vegetarian dishes in front of him.

“Brother.” Sang Yu’s eyes were moist, and she called out to him in a soft, obedient voice.

Huo Qingchuan paused for a moment, then, remembering that the old lady had recognized her as her granddaughter, he nodded indifferently and said, "Yes."

Sang Yu was in a hurry, stuffing a sandwich into one hand and chugging milk into the other.

As expected, he choked.

"Cough cough cough..."

"What's wrong?" Huo Qingchuan asked, handing her a piece of paper.

The girl's face was flushed, and a few glistening tears welled up in her bright eyes.

She covered her mouth and shook her head: "I'm fine, brother, eat first. I'm in a hurry, so I'll go first."

"Hmm." Huo Qingchuan looked away and continued eating the grass in his bowl.

Sang Yu went to the door to change her shoes, still coughing violently, her little hands pounding her chest.

"If you're not feeling well, don't go out." Huo Qingchuan frowned slightly.

The old lady is away on vacation these days. If something happens to her, I'll think it's because he didn't take good care of her.

"No, brother, today's audition is very important to me."

She must have been sitting with her head down for too long, because she felt dizzy when she stood up and almost lost her balance.

Huo Qingchuan quickly reached out to support her. A faint fragrance wafted from the girl, much more pleasant than the incense in the Buddhist temple.

"What happened?" His voice softened as he took her hand; it was a little cold and small.

"fine."

Seeing that her face was a little pale, Huo Qingchuan pondered for a second. He then reached out and picked her up in his arms.

Sang Yu was startled, "Brother...brother?"

"I'll take you there. I need to go to the film studio too."

She instinctively reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Sang Yu pursed her lips. She had almost forgotten that besides being the heir of the Huo family, Huo Qingchuan also had another important identity—a famous film and television investor.