Chapter 464: Chapter 448: Requesting Her Majesty’s Help!

Watching Fang Jiayun hurriedly go upstairs, Fang Ruoxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then glared fiercely at Sun Zhe on the sofa.

"If she finds out, we are finished!"

Sun Zhe shrugged, thinking that what we did was long discovered by her, then said: "Blame me, huh?"

Fang Ruoxue gritted her silver teeth, "It’s all your fault!"

Sun Zhe suddenly stood up, pretending to walk towards her, "How about we continue?"

Hearing this, Fang Ruoxue’s delicate body trembled, and she quickly ran back to the kitchen in fright, "Stop it, I have to cook now."

"Hey you little bastard, what do you like to eat?"

Sun Zhe thought for a moment, "Do you know how to make braised pork?"

"..."

...

Time passed slowly.

In the living room.

Sun Zhe lay on the sofa, replying to the chat messages of Ye Qiao and Li Shiyan while admiring the sexy stocking photos sent by Jiang Yushu and Li Zhishan.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from the staircase.

Sun Zhe sat up and looked in the direction of the sound, discovering it was Fang Jiayun supporting Zhou Yao down the stairs.

"Ah Zhe, come here for a second."

Sun Zhe got up and went over, "What is it, Uncle Zhou?"

Zhou Yao showed a pleased expression, reached out and rubbed Fang Jiayun’s head, "This is your sister. You’ve met before, so I won’t introduce you again."

"Yun’er, call him brother."

Fang Jiayun’s eyes were filled with disgust, but she didn’t dare to show it, reluctantly faced Sun Zhe and called him brother insincerely.

After calling, she headed towards the kitchen without looking back, saying she was going to help Fang Ruoxue, but was actually just trying to escape.

At the original spot.

Zhou Yao sighed helplessly and said to Sun Zhe: "Ah Zhe, please don’t mind, Yun’er, this girl... she’s not bad in nature, just pampered too much, she may not be able to accept it for a while."

Sun Zhe smiled, supporting him towards the sofa, "I won’t mind, Uncle Zhou."

"..."

The uncle and nephew chatted on the sofa while the mother and daughter whispered in the kitchen.

In the blink of an eye.

With the lights coming on.

Fang Ruoxue prepared five dishes and one soup, all home-cooked meals, including Sun Zhe’s favorite braised pork.

At the dining table.

Zhou Yao sat next to Fang Ruoxue, holding her fragrant shoulder, looking at the young man and woman sitting opposite each other, his face filled with gratification, secretly thinking they are truly a perfect match.

"Ah Zhe, today is truly a day of double happiness, not only am I recovering from a serious illness, but our uncle-nephew relationship is also recognized. From now on, we are your family in Yang City, no matter what happens, you must talk to me."

"Got it, uncle."

"Come Ah Zhe, your second uncle toasts you a cup in place of wine with medicine."

"..."

This round of drinks, the uncle and nephew drank until past nine o’clock at night.

During which the uncle and nephew chatted about everything, from the Warring States period to the Tang Dynasty period, and then to modern history... they were having a joyful conversation.

To the extent that finally, with the alcohol kicking in, Sun Zhe began to call Zhou Yao his brother, drawing the attention of the Fang Family mother and daughter.

It wasn’t until Zhu Yan called to urge him that Sun Zhe left the Fang Family, called a driver service, and drove home.

In the living room.

Zhou Yao leaned on the sofa, sipping medicine little by little to cheat the wine addiction, happily saying: "Ah Zhe, this lad, truly a dragon among men, no matter his character or conduct, he’s excellent."

"What’s more surprising is that not only is his medical skill unmatched, his martial arts accomplishments are extremely profound, he is already a Nascent Soul expert in his twenties."

"His future achievements will certainly surpass those of his parents!"

Upon hearing Zhou Yao’s high praise of Sun Zhe, the Fang Family mother and daughter glanced at each other silently while cleaning the dishes, suddenly wanting to ask Zhou Yao, which eye of yours is blind!

Zhou Yao was completely unaware of what the mother and daughter were thinking, looking at Fang Ruoxue and asking: "Ruoxue, what do you think of this child, Ah Zhe?"

A barely noticeable trace of disgust flashed in Fang Ruoxue’s eyes, thinking that if you knew what that beast-faced little bastard did to your wife and daughter, wonder if you’d still hold such an opinion.

"Hmm, he’s okay. Actually, I haven’t had much contact with him."

Zhou Yao chuckled, turned his gaze to Fang Jiayun, "By the way, Yun’er, haven’t you dated anyone yet? What do you think of Ah Zhe? How about considering him?"

"Ah?"

Hearing this, Fang Jiayun’s eyes widened, feeling like she heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Thinking of what Sun Zhe did to her, her pretty face flushed red, stamping her feet, "Dad, what are you talking about? How could I possibly be with him... I just consider him a friend at most."

Hearing this, Zhou Yao’s expression darkened, "Such a dragon among men, you might truly miss out if you let go."

Fang Jiayun snorted lightly, "Anyway, even if I’m with someone, it won’t be him. Dad, stop meddling in my business!"

"Well, since you have no intention, I won’t insist."

Zhou Yao shook his head helplessly, saying: "I won’t hide from you, actually I intend to pass the Zhou Family’s supreme arts to Ah Zhe, only then can the Zhou Family’s supreme arts have successors. So whether you two can be together or not, I’ll treat him as my successor."

Upon hearing this from Zhou Yao, Fang Ruoxue’s face visibly grew dark, with a murderous aura in her eyes.

Originally her heart was still struggling in hesitation, hesitating whether to kill Sun Zhe.

But after hearing Zhou Yao’s words, she no longer had any hesitation.

Silently cleaning up the dishes, Fang Ruoxue went upstairs to change her clothes, saying she had something to deal with at the company, instructing Fang Jiayun to take good care of Zhou Yao at home, and then drove away.

...

...

Late at night.

Suburbs of Yang City.

In a certain resort.

Fang Ruoxue drove to a secluded small courtyard, got out of the car, walked to the door, raised her hand to knock, but the extended hand suddenly paused in mid-air.

She came here, naturally to find Liu Bingyue.

Because she knew clearly Sun Zhe’s abilities, relying on herself and the Fang Family’s martial artists alone wouldn’t be able to deal with Sun Zhe.

Therefore, she could only dare to ask Liu Bingyue to make a move.

"Sun Zhe, you brought this on yourself."

"Touching my daughter is one thing, but daring to covet my husband’s supreme arts... you deserve to die!"

Thinking of Zhou Yao’s evaluation and affirmation of Sun Zhe suddenly solidified her heart, resolutely knocking on the door.

After a while.

A wisp of ethereal True Qi appeared in the air, like an invisible large hand.

With a click.

The door in front of Fang Ruoxue automatically opened.

"Come in."

Liu Bingyue’s ethereal voice came from the void, faintly discernible.

Fang Ruoxue took a deep breath, bracing herself to enter the courtyard.

Shortly after.

She met Liu Bingyue in the living room.

Liu Bingyue sat cross-legged on a cushion, still wearing a bewitching red dress, with the red flower stuck in the hair around her ear particularly eye-catching.

"Disciple of Qingyao Sect, Fang Ruoxue, greets the Priestess."

Liu Bingyue slowly opened her eyes, asking: "Coming so late, what brings you to see me?"

Fang Ruoxue bowed respectfully, straightforwardly said: "I am incompetent, I wish for the Priestess to help kill someone."

"Who?"

Fang Ruoxue took out a tablet from her bag, walked forward and showed Liu Bingyue Sun Zhe’s photos and some basic information.

"His name is Sun Zhe, Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection."

"..."