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"You're exactly 20 years old, there's nothing wrong with engaging in sexual relations."

"boom!"

That's a very straightforward statement, and there are still so many people here.

Song Beiyou's face flushed instantly, and she froze on the spot.

She regretted that there wasn't a hole under her feet, otherwise she would have definitely crawled in.

I knew that Luang Phor was always direct, but I didn't know she could be this direct.

Ah! Help!

Jia Buxiu would suppress his laughter as if he had heard a joke, regardless of the occasion.

Others felt awkward, but not many.

And she was particularly good at pretending, never daring to meet Song Beiyou's eyes, and pretending to be busy looking around.

Old Jia even pretended to help Ji Anzhi check his head, which only had a few dozen hairs left.

Only Duan Yao, without batting an eye, met Song Beiyou's gaze and said, "I'm available anytime."

Without even thinking, Song Beiyou said, "I don't understand."

It's just a Crimson Blood Gu, it's been fine for so many years, I don't understand.

What the heck? It takes a man to figure it out, and it requires something so "indescribable".

However, as soon as she finished speaking, the old woman quickly retorted, "That won't do, it can't be left unexplained."

Although the Crimson Blood Gu can survive in the human body for a lifetime, its active lifespan is at most 20 to 22 years.

Once this lifespan is over, it will absorb the vital essence of the human body to continue its survival.

By then, it will gradually drain you dry, and before you're even 25, you'll start getting wrinkles, gray hair, and losing all your teeth.

Are you really willing to let yourself become terribly ugly at such a young age?

Upon hearing this, Song Beiyou shuddered and looked at Granny Long with a questioning gaze, "Really?"

Why does she find it hard to believe?

Luang Phor made a solemn vow, even swearing to heaven, "I guarantee it with my life, it is absolutely true."

After saying that, he became serious, "Yu, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Your birthday is over, you'll be 20 now, time waits for no one!

Gu Ling told me you're cute and pretty. What if one day you wake up and look in the mirror, and oh my god, there's a ghost here?! What would you do then?

It has to be said that Luang Phor Zeila's influence was psychological.

Song Beiyou felt a rare chill.

Everyone loves beauty, and so does she.

He cursed Mingyuan, calling her an old witch, and regretted letting her die so easily.

He didn't reply, but simply kept it to himself.

He shook himself off for a moment and said, "Let's eat the cake first."

Duan Yao then subtly tugged at his lips where Song Beiyou couldn't see.

The young girl's resolve wavered.

It wasn't that she didn't want to; he had seen her dressing table, which was fully equipped with lipsticks, blushes, and eyebrow pencils.

Like any woman her age, she loves beauty; she's just shy.

At this moment, she was in a state of frantic inner turmoil.

interesting!

Although he seemed to be taking advantage of someone in distress, it has to be said that God knows how to create opportunities for him.

However, this is not something a girl should take the initiative in; he should be more enthusiastic when necessary.

Everyone else present listened and kept it in mind, but didn't show it on their faces.

Song Beiyou's words immediately stirred up a lively atmosphere.

"Alright, let's eat cake."

With everyone having their own thoughts, the birthday party, which was held two days early, came to an end.

Song Beiyou originally thought he would have to stay in Qingshuihe for two or three days.

Be prepared for excruciating pain when the Gu is removed.

Unexpectedly, after being teased by the old woman, I felt too embarrassed to stay.

She always felt that other people looked at her with a mocking gaze.

So, after this brief reunion, she proposed to return to the capital.

Seeing this, Jia Buxiu thought that since they had agreed, he would go back, and he was about to take the car keys out of his pocket.

Unexpectedly, when he met his grandfather's eyes at that moment, he swallowed the words that were about to come out. "I haven't seen my grandfather for many days. I want to catch up with him."

"How about this? I see Third Master is also heading back to the capital; you can hitch a ride with him."

Duan Yao was naturally happy to agree.

He had already walked up to Song Beiyou. "Let's go."

Song Beiyou made an "uh" sound, looking embarrassed, and raised his head to meet his eyes.

Duan Yao could see the warning that suddenly welled up in her eyes.

As for what the warning was, it was just a warning not to take advantage of others' misfortunes and not to think that he had a large group of people from Qingshuihe backing him up.

Duan Yao knew perfectly well what was going on, but he wanted to pretend he didn't know.

All he knows right now is that she has a chubby little face, full of resentment towards him, which is quite adorable.

He lowered his stance to the bare minimum, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Go first, and I can let you vent your anger after you leave."

I'll stand by you whether you want to hit me or yell at me.

They've all watched you grow up, and they're all getting on in years. Don't let them worry.

That last sentence truly struck a chord with Song Beiyou.

These old guys are more like family than relatives.

She withdrew her gaze from Duan Yao, turned slightly to face everyone present, and said, "Then I'll head back now."

If anything happens, be sure to call me immediately.

"it is good!

it is good!

it is good! "

Almost everyone spoke in unison, and Song Beiyou could even hear the urgency in their replies, a tone that seemed to be telling her to leave quickly.

I don't know if she misheard.

He turned and left first, with Duan Yao following closely behind.

Duan Yao traveled alone today, without Yan Li, so it was just the two of them on the way back to the capital.

They'd been in the car for about half an hour now, and the two of them were eerily quiet.

It's like we don't know each other.

Song Beiyou wasn't asleep or on her phone; she just stared straight ahead.

Duan Yao drove, glancing at her every now and then.

You can't see the emotions in her eyes, but you can tell she's still conflicted.

After thinking for a moment, she chuckled and said, "Miss Song, I only learned about today's events from what Granny Long told me just now."

I, Duan, have always been a truly upright gentleman, from the very beginning until now.

This needs to be made clear so that Song Beiyou doesn't think he knew about it and came all the way from the capital just to take advantage of her.

Even though he did have feelings for her, he didn't deserve to be such a scoundrel.

Just like I said, I won't take advantage of someone's misfortune.

After saying that, seeing that Song Beiyou did not reply, he continued, "Don't you believe me? When we return to the capital, I can transfer all my assets to you to prove my innocence."

After he finished speaking, he was seen fiddling with his Bluetooth headset while driving.

He was going to call Yan Li and tell him to prepare all the necessary documents, since Yan Li had considerable assets.

Seeing this, Song Beiyou remained silent while trying to dissuade him, "No, I didn't say I didn't believe you."

"Don't do anything reckless,"

She was just confused.

Of course, any well-bred girl would be flustered if she encountered this situation.

It's even more embarrassing to talk about than being drugged with aphrodisiacs.

Thinking of this, she slowly turned her head to look at Duan Yao, "Mr. Duan, I have a question for you."

Duan Yao's eyes were clear; he glanced at her and then gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Not wanting to let his temper flare up again, Song Beiyou asked Duan Yao directly, "Do you mind a one-night stand?"