Days of Living with My Sister-in-Law-Chapter 179: Gorgeous Big Sister

From a glance, the woman was at least 1.73 meters tall. Just like Murong Xiaoyi, she was also wearing a sultry, form-fitting outfit despite the summer heat. The only difference was that Murong Xiaoyi’s was red, while hers was entirely jet-black. Her full breasts were encased in the tight black top, looking ample and prominent. Her slender waist, like that of a seductive serpent, seemed to undulate dreamily, making Chen Xiaobei feel as if a single sharp twist would snap it. To top it all off, she wore a pair of stilettos with heels that were a good ten centimeters high.

Paired with her chic, stylishly short hair and the brown Armani sunglasses perched on her nose, she was drop-dead gorgeous! The only fly in the ointment was her face, which was pale with a sickly pallor. Yet her aura was impeccable. Her gaze was fervent, creating the illusion that she was someone who truly loved life! Her cold expression exuded a commanding presence without a hint of anger.

The moment she appeared, the chattering Murong Xiaoyi fell silent. She clutched the woman’s arm woefully and said, "Master! This Chen Xiaobei is a bastard! He tricked me! SOB, SOB, SOB..."

Burying her face in Jiang Hongchun’s chest, Murong Xiaoyi cried her eyes out. You couldn’t blame her. She, a lesbian, had given Chen Xiaobei oral sex for the sake of her beloved cousin. But that guy, the moment she had left, started getting all lovey-dovey with Luo Qingcheng. If she had arrived any later, who knows what the two of them would have been doing.

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH..." Jiang Hongchun patted her disciple’s back. "That’s enough," she said. "If crying solved problems, why would we practice Martial Arts? Now, stand back a little. I just bought this Karilu catsuit. If you get it dirty, I’ll never get it clean."

"Oh..." Murong Xiaoyi pouted, but she was obedient to her master and immediately stood primly behind her.

Jiang Hongchun then locked her gaze onto Chen Xiaobei. Extending a pale hand, she smiled. "Xiaoyi told me that not only are your medical skills excellent, but your Martial Arts are also very impressive. Seeing you today, I hadn’t expected Mr. Chen to be so young. It’s true what they say about heroes rising from the young!"

"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Jiang Hongchun, the owner of the Qingyang Hongchun Dance Hall. You’d do well to remember that," she said. "And to be clear, I teach dancing, the artistic kind. Teaching Martial Arts is just a hobby of mine."

"Uh..." Chen Xiaobei grinned wryly. Chinese culture really is profound. I just had a misunderstanding like this over at Xi Yao’s place, and now Jiang Hongchun is playing word games, too. A Martial Artist who enjoys teaching dance... The world is full of surprises.

As he thought this, Chen Xiaobei shook her hand and said, "So, Miss Jiang is a dance instructor. It’s a pleasure to meet you!"

Her hand was so cool to the touch. It felt incredibly pleasant.

But just then, a powerful surge of energy shot into his palm. Jiang Hongchun had gripped his hand and was squeezing it with immense force. Yet, the smile on her face never faltered, maintaining the perfect image of a harmless big sister.

As a sharp pain seared through him, Chen Xiaobei’s temper flared. I haven’t done anything to you, so why are you starting something with me?

With that thought, Chen Xiaobei applied his own strength, and a powerful surge of True Qi flooded his palm. But then, he was taken aback. He found that no matter how much force he used, Jiang Hongchun could neutralize it all. Her seemingly boneless hands were like a clump of soft cotton, apparently impervious to any pain. Chen Xiaobei’s hand, on the other hand, was already numb. If not for his high tolerance for pain, he would have cried out.

In that instant, Chen Xiaobei understood: Jiang Hongchun’s Realm was at least ten levels higher than his. To him, she was an overwhelmingly powerful existence. Within moments, sweat began to bead on Chen Xiaobei’s forehead.

Fortunately, Jiang Hongchun was the type to quit while she was ahead. She let go of his hand and smiled. "Mr. Chen, your palm strength is truly astonishing. No wonder Xiaoyi lost to you."

"It’s just a pity that, while strong and resilient, it lacks a certain softness. If you could find a balance between hard and soft, Mr. Chen, I believe your strength would ascend to a whole new level."

Is she giving me pointers? Chen Xiaobei was startled. After all, nobody knew his situation better than he did. Before he’d acquired any Martial Techniques, he had relied solely on brute force. Even the techniques he did learn were of the extremely yang, overwhelmingly powerful type. But ’overwhelmingly powerful’ doesn’t mean it can’t be both hard and soft. Jiang Hongchun’s words didn’t seem to be about Martial Techniques, but more about a way to cultivate one’s mind. Take her, for instance. She’s clearly a Martial Artist, yet her profession is teaching dance. Perhaps this is her way of cultivating her character and achieving balance!

In that moment, Chen Xiaobei felt like he’d had an epiphany. He cupped his fists in a gesture of respect and said, "Thank you for your thoughtful words, Miss Jiang. I’ll take them to heart."

"Master, what are you two up to? So mysterious!" Murong Xiaoyi couldn’t hold back any longer. "Hey! You promised me you’d treat my master’s illness! You’d better not be trying to trick me!"

"Xiaoyi, since Xiaobei gave you his promise, he won’t go back on it. Stop talking nonsense," Luo Qingcheng interjected. Unable to watch any longer, she decided to smooth things over. She cut up a First Love Melon. "Miss Jiang, this is a watermelon Xiaobei grew himself. It’s exceptionally delicious. You and Xiaoyi have come a long way, so please have some to quench your thirst. Also," she added, leaning close to Jiang Hongchun’s ear to whisper a few words.

Jiang Hongchun’s expression was one of clear surprise. "Does such a miraculous thing really exist in this world?" she exclaimed.

"Of course!" Luo Qingcheng stuffed a bottle of First Love Nourishing Frost into her hand. "If you don’t believe me, Miss Jiang, you can try it when you get back. If you find that it works, please remember to help us promote it!"

"No problem." Jiang Hongchun nodded. She took a small bite of the First Love Melon and was instantly stunned.

"My heavens! This... this melon is incredible! It doesn’t taste like a watermelon at all; it’s like I’m savoring life itself. Mr. Chen, you truly are a miraculous man."

"Uh, you’re too kind, Miss Jiang. If you like it, there’s always more," Chen Xiaobei said, scratching his head in embarrassment.

For once, Murong Xiaoyi actually offered a compliment. "Master, even though Chen Xiaobei is a bastard, he does have some skills."

"Your illness hasn’t been cured for so many years. Maybe he’ll be the one who can actually heal you."

Chen Xiaobei was so mad he was practically hopping. He wanted nothing more than to pin Murong Xiaoyi to the ground and shut that mouth of hers. It was one thing to say he had skills, but why did she have to tack on ’bastard’? Me, as dashing as I am, do I really look like a bastard? It all came down to the same thing: he just hadn’t managed to screw her into submission yet. So what if she’s a lesbian? I’ll straighten you out sooner or later! 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

This thought sparked his curiosity. "Miss Jiang," he said, "if you don’t mind, may I take your pulse?"

"Then I’ll have to trouble you, Mr. Chen." Jiang Hongchun reluctantly set aside the First Love Melon and extended her wrist.

Chen Xiaobei immediately turned serious, looking like a seasoned doctor with decades of experience as he placed his fingers on Jiang Hongchun’s wrist.

But the next second, he was completely dumbfounded.

This Jiang Hongchun... She has way too many health problems!