My Five Bigshot Seniors: I am The Most Coddled Junior!-Chapter 354 - 34: She’s Got Issues (First Update)

Gu Qingqing and Jun Wu were browsing in front of a market stall. The stall was run by an Elder’s Direct Disciple wearing blue sect robes. He glanced at the purple sect robes worn by Gu Qingqing and Jun Wu, a smile appearing on his face as he eagerly recommended the items on his stall.

"These are the Green Cloud Flower I found in the Yunling Forest, along with White Star Grass and Spiritual Fruit..." The disciple spoke incessantly, wishing Gu Qingqing and Jun Wu would buy everything on his stall.

Gu Qingqing and Jun Wu were not yet very familiar with the items of the Immortal Realm, but they could discern from the Immortal Qi fluctuating from the items the level of their preciousness, and were not swayed by the man’s introduction.

After more than half a year’s accumulation, Gu Qingqing and her group had saved quite a few immortal coins, a modest fortune, enough to buy anything they fancied. Jun Wu had his eyes set on a hairpin on the stall, ready to buy it for Gu Qingqing.

"Let me have a look at that hairpin."

Before Jun Wu could speak, a gentle voice had already sounded, and a delicate jade hand was pointing at the hairpin Jun Wu had his eyes on, causing his eyes to narrow.

He and Gu Qingqing turned their heads and saw Song Xinrong standing beside them.

When Song Xinrong noticed Jun Wu and Gu Qingqing looking over, she also turned her head, presenting a perfectly timed smile.

"Junior Sister Gu, Junior Brother Jun, what a coincidence." Although she was addressing both Gu Qingqing and Jun Wu, her eyes mainly focused on Jun Wu.

Due to her angle, Gu Qingqing couldn’t see Song Xinrong’s face clearly, but Jun Wu could see it well. However, he had a mediocre impression of Song Xinrong and even found her somewhat annoying. Being stared at like that, he only felt disgusted, subconsciously frowned, nodded as a gesture of greeting, then turned his head to look at Gu Qingqing, ignoring Song Xinrong’s hesitations to speak.

Song Xinrong’s smile froze, and she gave Jun Wu a deep look before turning her head to the hairpin on the stall.

"Please let me see that hairpin." She pointed at the hairpin Jun Wu was interested in and repeated.

The stall owner promptly and industriously handed the hairpin to Song Xinrong, his actions a little cautious.

In fact, Song Xinrong wasn’t fond of the hairpin; she did so because she noticed from the side that Jun Wu was interested in it, so she spoke up to attract his attention.

The hairpin’s style was passable but was not an Immortal Artifact and had little use, but since Jun Wu was interested, she thought about it and decided to buy it.

"How many immortal coins for this hairpin?" She asked the stall owner raising her head.

"This hairpin’s design is exquisite. Although it’s not an Immortal Artifact, it has some defensive properties. If Senior Sister wants it, 50 immortal coins would suffice." Seeing that Song Xinrong was beautiful and a Direct Disciple of the Peak Master, the stall owner was eager to please and didn’t make a high price.

To Song Xinrong, fifty immortal coins were nothing. Her family was quite wealthy, and she didn’t mind the amount, so she directly gave 50 immortal coins to the stall owner, purchasing the hairpin.

"Junior Brother Jun, I just saw you eyeing this hairpin; you must want to gift it to Junior Sister Gu, right? How about I gift it to you?" After buying the hairpin, she turned around and smiled at Gu Qingqing and Jun Wu, who hadn’t left yet.

Upon hearing her words, both Jun Wu and Gu Qingqing were taken aback and looked at Song Xinrong in surprise.

Jun Wu thought Song Xinrong was not in her right mind. If he wanted to give the hairpin to Gu Qingqing, he could buy it himself. Why would he need Song Xinrong to buy it for him? Besides, once the hairpin was in Song Xinrong’s hands, how could he give it to Gu Qingqing?

Gu Qingqing also found Song Xinrong’s idea unusual. She clearly knew Jun Wu was buying the hairpin for her, yet she insisted on giving it to Jun Wu in front of her. Didn’t she fear that Gu Qingqing would misunderstand Jun Wu?

"No need, I can buy things for my own wife myself!" Jun Wu thought Song Xinrong acted with ill intentions, so he didn’t give her face and directly refused.

Song Xinrong’s smile froze again. She thought her intention was clear enough, yet Jun Wu didn’t give her face, and with so many people watching, she felt even more embarrassed than when Huo An embarrassed her earlier.

Jun Wu, however, didn’t care about her reaction. He turned to Gu Qingqing, his expression visibly softening, "Geng Geng, let’s go to another place and walk around."

"Alright." Gu Qingqing naturally had no objections. Previously, she had a neutral feeling toward Song Xinrong, but now she was thoroughly annoyed with her.

They walked past Song Xinrong, completely disregarding her reaction. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Song Xinrong stood there holding the hairpin, and even the stall owner’s gaze at her turned a bit strange.

Realizing, she felt her face burning, reluctant to see the stall owner’s expression. She turned away and left.

"Was that person just now called Song Xinrong?" Gu Qingqing thought for a moment and asked Jun Wu uncertainly.

"I think so." Jun Wu generally didn’t care about people like Song Xinrong. Upon hearing Gu Qingqing’s question, he frowned and thought for a moment before responding.

"Could it be that she’s interested in you?" Gu Qingqing thought about Song Xinrong’s behavior and guessed.

"Not sure, she seems a bit off," Jun Wu, not wanting Gu Qingqing to misunderstand, frowned and said.

"Uh," Gu Qingqing paused, recalled Song Xinrong’s actions earlier, and confirmed that Song Xinrong seemed to want to attract Jun Wu’s attention and stir up trouble between her and Jun Wu. "I also think she’s not quite normal."

"Don’t bother with her." Jun Wu didn’t want Gu Qingqing thinking about others while with him, not even women!

Seeing Jun Wu’s lack of reaction, Gu Qingqing didn’t want to keep mentioning Song Xinrong and nodded.

The two continued strolling on the street and paused when they reached a Magic Artifact Shop. Jun Wu stopped to see if the shop sold any refining materials that could improve the quality of his scimitar. After all, the scimitar was just a low-level Immortal Artifact and wasn’t as handy now; promoting it should make it much better.

After entering, they found many materials inside, but they were all quite common. Without the specific materials Jun Wu needed, he and Gu Qingqing toured the shop and then left.

"These precious materials are usually at the auction house. We can check there," Gu Qingqing suggested upon not finding what Jun Wu needed.

Jun Wu pondered for a moment, then nodded, and they headed towards the auction house.

...

Song Xinrong, embarrassed at the workshop, lost interest in continuing her visit and returned directly to her residence.

Today wasn’t going well for her; none of her targets were ensnared, and each seemed more oblivious and less appreciative than the last, leading her to question her allure for the first time.

Gazing at the beautiful woman in the mirror, she felt it wasn’t her fault but rather Lou Mingyu and the others’. However, she couldn’t swallow this dissatisfaction. Lou Mingyu and his companions were among the more formidable young individuals in the Langya Immortal Sect. If she could make them her admirers, she could walk with pride in the sect.

But now she couldn’t manage them and had to set her sights on other disciples, determined to succeed this time!

By evening, she dressed up anew.

With a new hairpin and exquisite makeup, she donned a light pink ruqun with a matching sheer fabric overlay, appearing ethereal. With a zither in hand, she headed to a pavilion halfway up the mountain.

The moonlight was beautiful; she glanced around, pleased with the ambiance, and then began to play the zither. The pleasant piano sound flowed from her fingers, reaching only Zhong Hanyang ascending from below, besides herself.

Zhong Hanyang was taken in by Huashang Peak Master Lou Mingzhang six years ago during an acceptance gathering. With high Heaven Rank aptitude, he was only thirty and, though not as formidable as Lou Mingyu and the others, was among the top young disciples.

He learned today that his master had accepted another disciple but had other obligations outside and hadn’t returned immediately. Upon hearing it was a female disciple, he even prepared gifts to please her.

Unexpectedly, he heard a delightful piano sound midway up the mountain. Judging by the sound, the performer must be quite proficient in the way of the piano, making the listener’s heart feel joyful.

Unconsciously, he smiled and followed the direction of the music.

Reaching the pavilion, he saw a woman playing the zither inside.

The woman wore a light pink ruqun with a thin sheer fabric. She lowered her head, revealing an expanse of smooth white neck, provoking a desire to touch it. Under the moonlight, she appeared incredibly beautiful, like a celestial maiden.

Her hands on the strings were producing the pleasant piano melody.

Bathed in a silvery glow, the beauty under the lamp looked exceptionally pretty, even more enchanting under the moonlight.

At least, Zhong Hanyang heard the accelerated beat of his heart.

In his universe, there was only the woman playing the zither under the moonlight; he wished to lay down at her feet and offer up all he had, just for a glance of affection from her.

He was bewitched, stepping closer to the pavilion, eyes full of infatuation.

Song Xinrong had sensed Zhong Hanyang’s presence from the beginning. Without showing any noticeable reaction, she kept an eye on his movements. As expected, seeing him approach step by step, satisfaction curled her lips into a smile.

In Zhong Hanyang’s eyes, Song Xinrong’s smile was even more alluring, immersing him completely, like being drunk.