Chapter Seventy-Two: Overcoming Strength with Gentleness

Ye Qian asked in a puzzled tone, “Are you coming too?”

Long Fei was taken aback. “If I don’t come, how can I help with breast enhancement?”

Ye Qian responded with an “oh,” walking ahead while Long Fei followed behind. Once inside, Ye Qian sat on the bed and turned her head to find Long Fei empty-handed. She asked, somewhat bewildered, “Where’s your medicine?”

“What medicine?” Long Fei’s body temperature dropped rapidly. God, something seemed off.

“Didn’t you say you’d use traditional medicine to help me with breast enhancement?” Ye Qian bit back a laugh. She’d known all along what Long Fei was up to, but she wasn’t about to let him have his way now. Who says girlfriends can’t get their revenge? Who is Ye Qian, after all? The little witch! If she didn’t get her payback, how could she call herself a witch?

If Long Fei knew what Ye Qian was thinking, he’d probably burst into tears. Luckily, he didn’t.

“Seriously? You want to use traditional medicine? It’s pretty bitter, you know. I’m afraid you won’t be able to stand it. Massaging is much better!” Long Fei felt awkward, his cheeks flushed, and his words came out jumbled. He’d truly embarrassed himself this time.

Ye Qian pretended to be earnest. “But you said traditional medicine works much better and faster. I’ll use the medicine, then—safe and effective!”

Long Fei almost wanted to cry. What was going on? He had only himself to blame for being so talkative—no, downright foolish. What a perfect opportunity he’d just lost! Now, he wanted a taste, but there was none left!

“You… you really want the medicine? Not even considering the massage? I’m reminding you as a doctor: the prescription is from the Qing Dynasty palace, and many of the ingredients are hard to find. But if you insist, I’ll check the pharmacy another day for you. Anyway, breast enhancement isn’t urgent. You’ve waited so many years, so what’s a little longer? All right, I’m off to bed!”

Long Fei played hard to get, knowing that the more he said it wasn’t urgent, the more anxious Ye Qian would become.

But he hadn’t anticipated that his mouth would get him into trouble again.

Ye Qian truly became more impatient, wishing she could take the medicine immediately, then climb into bed and watch her chest balloon up like a blown-up balloon—34, no, 36, no, straight to 38. What? No 38? Fine, 36 then. 36D.

“Then go out and get the medicine for me right now. I can’t wait any longer. If you don’t help me tonight, I won’t be able to sleep!”

Long Fei’s eyes widened. “What? Now? My dear Qian Qian, my good wife, my ancestor, it’s already two in the morning! Where am I supposed to get medicine for you at this hour? You’re making things hard for me!”

Long Fei sounded melodramatic, but Ye Qian was even more so—her cheeks flushed, and her voice was so sweet it made Long Fei sweat. “Darling, my dear, please, just give it to me. I really want it. It’s still early—just two o’clock, a long way from dawn. Help me, please. I truly need it!”

Long Fei’s body reacted swiftly.

Miss, what exactly do you want? Could you be clearer? This is so easy to misinterpret. I’m a normal man, and I want it too! Besides, we’ve only known each other a short while—don’t call me darling so intimately, please. Husband? My dear husband? Next, you’ll be calling me dear mother! If you want to kiss, don’t kiss me—I’m not your husband!

Long Fei quickly pressed his legs together. Damn, this was torture!

“No way—I can’t get the medicine now!” Although it was summer and not as bitterly cold as winter, Long Fei didn’t want to disturb any pharmacy owners from their dreams at this late hour. That would be too inconsiderate—he’d probably have a son without any luck in the future.

Ye Qian grabbed Long Fei’s arm, rubbing her budding chest against him and continuing in a sweet, slightly pitiful voice, “Brother Long Fei, dear husband, please! Help me just this once, won’t you? I really want to try the breast enhancement medicine now—just make a trip for me.”

Long Fei felt his heart itch. Ye Qian’s figure wasn’t big, but it wasn’t non-existent either—two tiny little buds, a bit larger than soybeans, could definitely be felt. It was enough to drive Long Fei mad. With Ye Qian’s verbal barrage, he was on the verge of collapse, feeling as if he was about to transform into a super stallion and push Ye Qian down. Why? For what? Well, everyone knows, don’t they?

“It’s just too late now. You called me husband, didn’t you? Don’t you care about me, too?”

Ye Qian’s eyes darted. “Husband, help me, please. I know you’re suffering for me, but don’t worry—when you get back, I’ll reward you!”

Long Fei gave Ye Qian a strange look. Seeing her shyly lower her head, his heart fluttered. Oh boy, what kind of reward does this girl have in mind? Could it be—?

“How… how will you reward me?” Long Fei stammered.

Ye Qian lifted her head and whispered a few words in Long Fei’s ear. He immediately agreed.

Buddha, gods, you can bear witness—the little girl promised I could, well, you know. If she regrets it later, don’t blame me for forcing her. I’m no Liu Xiahui, nor am I one of the gentlemen of Liangshan. After being teased all night, if I don’t get some release, I’ll die!

Long Fei happily trotted out the door, willing to risk anything for the promised reward. Ye Qian stood on the balcony, peering out for a while without seeing Long Fei’s shadow, then yawned in the living room, bored.

Ye Qian had never felt so happy. Not only had she managed to tease Long Fei all night, but she’d tormented him into going out in the middle of the night to get medicine for her. It was definitely a cause for celebration. She’d also learned a lot—for dealing with Long Fei, she couldn’t always be forceful. She’d need to be soft, to coax, to cry, and—yes—to invest her own resources.

Thinking about the resources, Ye Qian blushed, stole a glance at Yang Danni’s room, and triumphantly raised her little fist. Hmph, don’t think the little witch is so easily bullied—hmph!

Her mood was so good that Ye Qian acted out of character. Normally, excitement would keep one awake, but she seemed to be too excited, so as soon as Long Fei left, she quickly fell asleep, curled up on the sofa, not deliberately posing, but making anyone who saw her want to protect her.

Long Fei had never been so efficient. Playing the role of a gangster, he threatened more than ten pharmacy owners with a knife to get the ingredients he needed. Of course, two of the owners weren’t there, so Long Fei mixed a few medicines himself. Since he didn’t know how to contact the owners, he couldn’t ask for their permission. But he’d done this before—smooth and practiced.

When Long Fei excitedly returned to the living room, ready to show off to Ye Qian, he found her sleeping soundly. He felt a little aggrieved, but seeing her serene face, with a smile lingering on her lips, he couldn’t help but think her sleeping posture was truly enchanting. Any resentment melted away.

Without disturbing Ye Qian, he tiptoed into the kitchen to prepare her medicine. As soon as he slipped into the kitchen, Ye Qian’s eyes fluttered open—she was alert. She’d been awakened as soon as Long Fei opened the door, but the act had to go on, so she didn’t wake up immediately.

“This medicine is really bitter!” Ye Qian leaned against the kitchen door, watching Long Fei pour the herbal decoction into a bowl, humming a slightly indecent tune. Ye Qian’s cheeks flushed.

Long Fei jumped, quickly stopping his tune. “You’re awake? Did you hear anything just now?”