Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 508 - 492: Who Is This Young Lady?

"Damn, what the hell is Qing Kui doing at my place?"

"Could it be... that Liu Bingyue woman has already come here to kill?"

"What about Yan’Er and Qiaoqiao..."

Thinking of this, Sun Zhe was both shocked and terrified while also seething with anger, ready to go up against Qing Kui!

At this moment, Qing Kui, who was weeding, also noticed Sun Zhe. Seeing him walking over with killing intent, he shivered nervously and quickly dropped his hoe, raising his hands as he retreated.

"Young Master, please calm your anger!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe stopped in his tracks, eyes full of confusion.

"Young Master?"

Seeing that Sun Zhe was relatively calm, Qing Kui secretly let out a sigh of relief, then suddenly knelt on one knee and said loudly, "Seeing the Young Master unharmed, I feel deeply gratified!"

Sun Zhe became even more puzzled and said coldly, "What kind of trick are you playing?"

He couldn’t figure out why the powerful Qing Kui would treat him like an ancestor.

He looked up at the sun, realizing that today the sun didn’t rise from the west.

Could this really be a dream?

Perhaps noticing Sun Zhe’s doubts, Qing Kui began to explain, "Young Master, please let me explain slowly."

"Here’s how it is."

"..."

Soon.

After listening to Qing Kui’s story, Sun Zhe widened his eyes, unable to regain his composure.

It turned out that Xia Shiyue hadn’t intended to kill Qing Kui that night but also didn’t let him go.

First, Xia Shiyue removed the slave seal from Qing Kui, freeing him from Liu Bingyue’s control. Then, she applied her own divine sense restriction, ordering Qing Kui to serve Sun Zhe in the future, treat him as the master, and protect Sun Zhe’s safety at all costs.

The divine sense restriction applied by Xia Shiyue was undeniably tyrannical — as long as Qing Kui had any rebellious thoughts or took any actions to harm Sun Zhe, the restriction would trigger, causing his soul to scatter and end his life.

"Uh... alright, keep weeding then, I’ll go rest for a bit."

Sun Zhe waved his hand weakly, turning to head towards the living room, planning to process it all.

Qing Kui said respectfully, "Young Master, please rest, and feel free to command me if anything is needed."

"..."

In the living room.

Sun Zhe sat heavily on the sofa, contemplating Qing Kui’s previous words, feeling emotionally complex and puzzled.

According to Qing Kui’s account, it was Zhu Yan who brought some "Palace Master" to Liu Bingyue to rescue him.

Yet Sun Zhe had no idea who this Palace Master was, nor did Qing Kui specify.

But from Sun Zhe’s perspective, it was probably not Lin Shuqing.

Because he was familiar with Lin Shuqing’s capabilities.

The Palace Master of Jiewu Palace had mediocre cultivation talent and seemed only interested in music, so how could she possibly rescue someone from Liu Bingyue?

If it’s not Lin Shuqing, then who could be the Palace Master?

"Vroom, vroom, vroom..."

While Sun Zhe was deep in thought, the sound of an engine suddenly roared outside.

He instantly recognized it as Zhu Yan’s car, rushing to get up and dash out of the living room.

Standing on the steps at the door, watching the approaching red sedan coming from afar, Sun Zhe furrowed his brows.

Besides Zhu Yan, there was a woman seated in the passenger seat.

Through the windshield, he could vaguely make out the woman’s exquisite and beautiful facial features.

"Could this be the Palace Master Qing Kui was talking about earlier?"

"..."

Soon.

The BMW sedan came to a halt at the base of the stairs by the door.

As the passenger door opened, a pair of long, sexy beautiful legs stepped out.

The delicate high heels on those silk-clad feet were perfect, like a piece of art.

When Sun Zhe got a close look at that utterly stunning figure and such a perfect face, he couldn’t help but be stunned.

That breathtaking face, coupled with a cool and noble aura, seemed like a goddess stepping out from a novel into reality.

Yet somehow, facing this completely unfamiliar yet outstandingly attractive woman, Sun Zhe felt no impure thoughts but rather a sense of closeness.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity suddenly arose in Sun Zhe’s mind, as if he had seen this woman somewhere before.

But no matter how he tried to recall, he couldn’t remember ever meeting her.

At this moment.

Xia Shiyue stood by the car, noticing Sun Zhe scrutinizing her curiously. She smiled gently and tilted her head at him, "What are you looking at, little guy? Is there something on my face?"

"Uh..."

Sun Zhe snapped back to reality, offering Xia Shiyue a polite yet awkward smile, "No, not at all."

Xia Shiyue smiled sweetly, her voice warm as water, "Am I too beautiful? Did you get mesmerized?"

"Uh..."

Sun Zhe rubbed his nose awkwardly, looking away, thinking to himself that this woman was quite vain.

But to be fair, this beauty indeed had reasons to be vain.

Afterward, Sun Zhe walked forward with an air of confidence, extending his hand to Xia Shiyue, "Hello, I’m Sun Zhe. How should I address you, Miss?"

"Miss?"

Xia Shiyue’s expression changed slightly as she reached out to shake his hand, secretly scolding this brat for knowing how to sweet-talk.

Meanwhile, Zhu Yan also got out of the car, watching the interaction between Xia Shiyue and Sun Zhe, the mother and son duo, and couldn’t help but cover her mouth to giggle.

Earlier in the car, Xia Shiyue had mentioned to Zhu Yan her intention to tease Sun Zhe a bit.

Sun Zhe suddenly turned to Zhu Yan, the look in his eyes carrying a question.

But Zhu Yan merely shrugged, saying nothing, as she walked to the back of the car to open the trunk, and took out bags full of items.

The two had been to the mall together, buying many things—food, clothes, and daily necessities.

Moments later.

Zhu Yan approached Sun Zhe, carrying all the bags, asking, "Feeling any better?"

Sun Zhe replied, "Yes, much better, just a bit sore."

Zhu Yan said, "Since bringing you back, you’ve been comatose for two weeks."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe was startled, "Slept for so long?"

Zhu Yan nodded.

Sun Zhe asked again, "How did I get back?"

Zhu Yan glanced at Xia Shiyue, "You ought to properly thank this Miss; she saved you."

With that, she squeezed past Sun Zhe, leaving time and space for the mother and son.

"Um..."

As soon as Zhu Yan walked off, Sun Zhe found himself alone with Xia Shiyue, inexplicably feeling a bit embarrassed. He scratched his head, occasionally sneaking glances at the beauty before him, hesitating to speak.

Xia Shiyue gazed at him tenderly, as if in a daze, saying, "Silly boy, you really resemble your father."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe was shaken, hastily asking, "You know my dad?"

Xia Shiyue seemed oblivious to his question, reaching out to touch her chin as she tilted her head to study him, suddenly smiling, "But your nose and eyes resemble mine more."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe was taken aback, his gaze towards Xia Shiyue filled with surprise and doubt.

Was Xia Shiyue implying that she was...

While he was lost in thought, Xia Shiyue beckoned him, "Come here, let mom have a good look at you."

"..."