My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 976 - 538: Ah Qing’s Attachment (Double-Length, Part 2)

Chapter 976: Chapter 538: Ah Qing’s Attachment (Double-Length, Part 2)

Because knowing it’s impossible, the notion in her heart to interfere with the young master’s emotions is essentially a comfort for her own uselessness—it’s self-deception—Miss Qing’s thoughts are truly weak.

Either you give up directly like Liu Qingluo.

Or you remain guilt-free like the typical girls in Flower Moon Building.

This unwillingness to give up yet fear of failure is the most disgraceful; it’s like comforting oneself: as long as I don’t confess, I won’t be rejected, there’s still a chance.

Isn’t this just deceiving oneself?

"Don’t hold back, say it if you want." Ah Qing spread her hands: "I’m actually just someone who achieves nothing but comforts myself with such thoughts—so useless...right?"

"Not at all." Although Huang’Er understood clearly, she still defended Ah Qing.

Miss Qing’s first crush in her life is the young master; it’s impossible for her to see everything so clearly. Rather, this entangled, self-deceptive weakness makes Miss Qing pitiful and more adorable.

Huang’Er is indeed protective.

Anyway, her Miss Qing had no hope—can’t she at least dream a little?

Ah Qing lowered her head, gazing at the girl tightly clutching the corner of her clothes, her eyes gentle.

What should she say?

Being unreasonably defended like this, even her...it’s inevitable that she grows more fond of this Ni Zi.

However, Ah Qing knows her own useless nature; otherwise, she wouldn’t have come to Flower Moon Building under the name of ’Ah Qing’ from Shi Qingjun. At least when it comes to women’s small intentions, she’s qualified.

"Alright, you don’t have to defend me. I’m clueless and that’s that." Ah Qing lifted Huang’Er’s messy hair, flicking her fingertip lightly against her forehead. Seeing the girl cover her forehead, she then said: "I like him, but I have no intention of seducing Young Master Xu."

A few casual jokes, could she really interfere?

Ah Qing muttered, looking at the pitch-black scene outside the window, clouds slowly passing before the moonlight.

Only Ah Qing, her voice gentle, nodding quietly:

"After all, now compared to the young master..."

She likes and cares for Yun Qian more.

——

Unlike Xu Chang’an, it was at least not far-fetched to become reasonably good friends with Yun Qian.

So the moment Ah Qing began liking Yun Qian, it was destined that she absolutely couldn’t meddle in their relationship.

Young Master Xu?

Indeed very good, very exciting.

But how could illusion match the allure of genuinely possibly accompanying Yun Qian in wearing cute dresses and hosting tea parties?

Thus, choosing between the rock-like Xu Chang’an and the soft, beautiful Yun Qian is obvious for anyone.

At this moment, although Ah Qing hadn’t finished speaking, realizing her intention to say she likes Yun Qian more, Huang’Er’s tense heart gradually settled.

Although she didn’t know how Miss Qing developed affections for Miss Yun, it was certainly a good occurrence.

Women always need a role model, especially Ah Qing, who learns to be feminine from her half-demon past.

The women from Flower Moon Building are all bad and would only lead her sister astray.

So, there’s no better role model than Miss Yun.

"If that’s so, then if sister likes her...like her without worry." Huang’Er embraced Ah Qing’s waist: "Later in the dance, make sure to perform well for Miss Yun."

"Mm." Ah Qing responded, and immediately...her blinking frequency increased.

Actually, she still had things left unsaid.

After all, she isn’t just an ordinary woman in the mortal world; she has her own understanding of liking.

Liking someone—does it mean you have to possess them?

Feeling for Young Master Xu, does it mean she has to snatch him from Yun Qian?

How could it be?

The world doesn’t have such a principle.

Sometimes just watching makes one happy enough; why greed for more?

Moreover.

Ah Qing shook her head.

If Xu Chang’an were so easily won over, how much of her heart would remain stirred...it’s hard to say.

So maintaining this current situation is indeed the best.

What Young Master Xu.

Tea parties with Yun Qian are what Ah Qing desires to pursue.

While contemplating, suddenly Ah Qing was stunned, and held her face in Huang’Er’s puzzled gaze.

"Miss Qing?"

"It’s nothing." Ah Qing murmured.

At that moment, she abruptly realized...why her current pursuit seemed so peculiar.

Her pursued wish—shouldn’t it be the Supreme Principle of Heaven and Earth, the Impermanence Dao?

What she used to pursue—shouldn’t it be surpassing Shi Qingjun, leading her once?

The Sect Leader should seek the mysterious path of cultivation, strive for longevity. She should immerse herself in the enigmatic void of Dao Rhyme—not...being bound by the tranquil gaze of Yun Qian.

Walking and exploring the path named ’Dao’ should be her effort.

She should pursue the Heavenly Dao.

Now it turns into Yun Qian.

Ah Qing recalled Yun Qian’s frail body holding her hand, leading her to Xu Chang’an...then embracing Xu Chang’an coyly, her gaze filled with ripples.

The Heavenly Dao—is it good?

Yes.

Is Dao Rhyme mysterious?

Mysterious.

The feeling of researching the Heavenly Dao, as if divine spirit permeating, the sensation of cosmic wandering and self-becoming Dao, that dominative grasp over the universe, shouldn’t it surpass all and be prioritized?

It should.

Yet...Yun Qian’s hand is really soft, nails smooth and clear, feels great.

The girl is soft, walks slowly, just a bit increased speed will leave her breathless.

That maximal contrast between frail physique and calm gaze makes Ah Qing adore her deeply!!!

What Heavenly Dao.

Merely something wanting to erase her from the world—how could it compare to Yun Qian’s warmth?

"What is falling...I now understand." Ah Qing smiled wryly.

The woman named Xiaoqing was already finished.

Upon realizing Yun Qian’s nail smoothness surpassing her past Heavenly Dao appeal, Ah Qing knew she could never return to being the Sect Leader living on Holy Mountain.

What’s most frightening is that though she sees this fall clearly, she savors it.

Perhaps Yun Qian truly possesses some magic power.

"Falling? What falling, Miss Qing, what are you talking about."

Huang’Er pouted, pointing at the beautifully dressed women around Flower Moon Building, whispered:

"All are brothel women; talking about falling now—it’s late."

As women, they already have no space to further decline.

Once in the abyss, the rest is only to climb higher, hence...Huang’Er greatly admired Ah Qing’s refined tastes, her affection for Yun Qian, her willingness to aspire towards Yun Qian.

Ah Qing didn’t speak.

At this moment, she internally acknowledged Yun Qian must be the enemy of Heavenly Dao.

Because logically, a Qiankun Realm cultivator shouldn’t possess a Heart Demon.

If they truly live in Qiankun yet still face Heart Demons, it is devastating to the Dao Heart—at worst, returning to the Heavenly Dao Wheel.

Yet presently, a girl more alarming than Heart Demons has appeared.

Yun Qian’s existence, virtually akin to a Heart Demon, even worse. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Heart Demons relent before the Heavenly Dao; after all, Heart Demons arise from pursuing the Heavenly Dao, only obstacles along this pursuit.

Even Heart Demons merely make you doubt your Dao—Yun Qian disrupts it immediately.

Obstacle to Dao, a relentless feud?

No.

Should be, hindrance to Dao, devoted affection.

Enthralled.

Even someone with Qiankun at their feet, Dao Rhyme embodied, potentially Harmonized was completely captivated by Yun Qian, her soul led astray, fond of, even enamored by that gazing look...

Now she sees only Yun Qian, utterly overlooking Heavenly Dao—doesn’t this demonstrate Yun Qian as Heavenly Dao’s greatest foe?

It’s a truly absurd matter.