Chapter 107: Why didn't I meet you in that most beautiful second?

  Archimedes said, 'Give me a long enough lever and a suitable fulcrum, I can lift the earth!' Qin Luo thought, give me a long enough lever, Lin Huanxi's BMW will be overturned.

  It was unclear whether the woman had not heard or was doing it on purpose, Qin Luo shouted for half a day before she slowly pulled over to the side of the road.

  At this time, Qin Luo had been running behind Lin Xuan's BMW for a long distance.

  Qin Luo panted and ran over, opened the car door and got in, saying: "I've been shouting for half a day. How come you didn't hear me?"

  "What's wrong?" Lin Xuanxi asked. Still that thousand-year-old icy face that hadn't changed. If it weren't for her good looks, anyone who saw this face would want to turn around and leave.

  In my heart, I was struggling so hard that night, didn't you hear it?

  "It's nothing. Where are you going now?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

  "Go home." Lin Xuanxi said.

  "What a coincidence! I'm also heading back home. Let's walk together."

  Lin Xiangxiang glanced at him and started the car, heading towards the Lin family villa.

  "Right, Wang Zihao just found me." Qin Luo said.

  Lin Xun's heart skipped a beat. She knew that Wang Zihao liked her. A man who is overly attentive to a woman without reason must have an ulterior motive. Otherwise, men, those lazy creatures, wouldn't suddenly become so diligent.

  She had just gotten used to other people's preferences. So, she put Wang Zihao together with the other men she had rejected, hardly taking them seriously.

  I just hope Wang Zihao didn't say anything too extreme.

  Qin Luo turned his head to look at Lin Xuanxi's focused face while driving, as a 27-year-old old maid, she usually didn't use any makeup, yet her skin was so delicate and smooth.

  "He wanted to use Western medicine to challenge my Chinese medicine, to see who is the number one teacher in school. I refused him." Qin Luo put his head on the backrest of the chair and said, "What's the point of fighting for those empty titles?"

  "It has nothing to do with me." Lin Xuanxi said.

  "I'm worried you guys are friends."

  "I'm not familiar with him."

  "Oh, that's good." Qin Luo nodded. "By the way, has Guan Xiao been in touch with you recently?"

  Qin Luo originally wanted to tell Lin Xuanxi that he had met with Mingyue and Guan Xu, and they had clashed again. However, he felt that if he did so, it might put Lin Xuanxi in an awkward position, so he kept the matter hidden in his heart.

  "I'm not familiar with him either." Lin Huanxi's face turned cold as she said.

  Seeing Lin Huanxi seemed a bit angry, Qin Luo fell silent and stopped talking.

  He was originally just a probe, wanting to see what kind of attitude Lin Xuan had towards Guan Xiao.

  Although he didn't want to mention this person, some things can't be solved by avoiding them.

  Only by understanding his attitude towards Guan Xi can he come up with a better way to treat Lin He Xiang's emotional closure syndrome.

  Qin Luo didn't know that Lin Xuan Xi would contract emotional closure syndrome not because of Guan Xiao, but because of himself.

  He excels in traditional Chinese medicine and can cure any illness with ease. However, when it comes to women, no matter how beautiful or charming they are, none of them can capture his heart.

  Don't know how to pursue, don't know how to refuse, can only get entangled in a web of romantic debts.

  Qin Luo and Lin Xuan Xi returned to the Lin's villa when Lin Qing Yuan was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper.

  Seeing the two of them entering the house one after another, his previously furrowed eyebrows suddenly relaxed. He smiled and said: "You two are back? Have you eaten yet? If not, I'll go heat up a couple of dishes for you."

  "We've eaten." Qin Luo replied with a smile. He knew that Lin Xuanji was not likely to answer voluntarily. When this lady was in a bad mood, even if her grandfather asked her questions, she wouldn't make a sound. It's better to leave the task of communicating with people to himself.

  "Come sit on the couch. I'll show you a news article." Lin Qingyuan patted the sofa beside him and said to Qin Luo.

  Qin Luo sat down with a full heart of suspicion, not knowing what news Lin Qingyuan wanted him to see.

  Lin Qingyuan handed the "Huaxia Chinese Medicine Journal" in his hand to Qin Luo, pointing to an article he had folded and said, "Take a look at this."

  Qin Luo followed the direction of his finger and silently read this news draft.

  "Overseas Chinese Returnees Invest Heavily in Creating a Famous TCM Hall, Aiming to Industrialize Traditional Chinese Medicine Development ---"

  Then, there is a detailed introduction to the purpose of founding Huaxia Mingyitang and some famous doctor data. There are also many familiar figures, Qin Luo had heard their lectures at the previous TCM seminar.

  "What's wrong? What's the matter?" Qin Luo asked, holding a newspaper.

  There are returned overseas Chinese who are willing to invest in traditional Chinese medicine, which is a good thing. After all, one person's ability is limited. If people of Chinese descent from all over the world think and act this way, how can traditional Chinese medicine possibly decline?

  Besides, people who have a soft spot for traditional Chinese medicine are not alone. Others are willing to be his peers, Qin Luo is welcoming.

  "I've always felt that this news is problematic. Creating a Chinese medicine hall of fame and gathering famous traditional Chinese medicine doctors together isn't a bad marketing tactic. But, how easy is it to industrialize traditional Chinese medicine? Many people have failed, so why would anyone still invest in this strange circle?" Lin Qingyuan asked with a puzzled expression.

  He wouldn't have paid attention to this kind of thing originally, but because Qin Luo had told him that he was in communication with the government and trying to create a global Chinese medicine association.

  So now he pays special attention to news about Huaxia Mingyitang because from an essential perspective, their purposes are the same.

  However, the Huaxia Mingyitang program focuses on making money and seeking benefits. Qin Luo's Chinese Medicine Association is more generous and selfless. The main purpose is to promote traditional Chinese medicine and help practitioners in the industry.

  Of course, Qin Luo's plan also includes a profit factor. After all, without sustainable funding, this guild will disappear soon even if it is established. If this global traditional Chinese medicine guild is successful, the value and influence it brings will be astonishing.

  "Haha, perhaps there are still others in this world who, like me, harbor such fantasies?" Qin Luo comforted with a smile.

  Although the newspaper also briefly mentioned the identity of the investor, he was not familiar with the name 'Single Line Book'. If they had used the name 'Guan Xi', Qin Luo would have been highly suspicious.

  Qin Luo was extremely vigilant towards Guan Xu. He paid attention to everything that happened around him.

  If he said that founding Mingyitang was to save traditional Chinese medicine, Qin Luo wouldn't believe it even if you killed him. A dog suddenly says it won't eat meat from now on and will only eat vegetables. Do you believe it?

  "Sigh. I hope it's just my imagination. We traditional Chinese medicine practitioners can't take any more of this turmoil. We have to be down-to-earth and take solid steps to move forward." Lin Qingyuan sighed and said.

  Qin Luo was just about to respond when his mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

  He took it out of his pocket and saw that the incoming call was from Lian Qingshan's number, so he wanted to hang up quickly.

  "I'll get it," Qin Luo said apologetically. He walked to the door to answer the phone, but doing so would be like covering his ears to avoid hearing the bell.

  As expected, as soon as the phone was connected, Li Jiancheng's sweet voice came over: "Little brother, I'm going to die for you. Do you miss me?"

  What you fear will come.

  Lin Qingyuan, who was sitting next to him, suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Qin Luo with an incredulous expression.

  Qin Luo awkwardly smiled and covered the phone as he walked to the door, saying: "Sister, can we speak normally?"

  "Think I'm abnormal? That night when you were sneaking a peek at me, why didn't you think I was abnormal then?"

  "Women indeed bear grudges."

  "You heartless thing, they're all yours now. You just eat and drink your fill, then slap their behinds and think you can leave?" Lian Qingcheng could imagine Qin Luo's emotions at this moment, and his teasing intentions grew even stronger.

  "Auntie Li. Auntie Li. Grandma Li, just say what's on your mind. Whatever you ask, I'll agree to it." Qin Luo was almost driven to tears by her.

  I'm still a virgin, when did she become mine?

  It's just a few sneaky glances, can't take someone's virginity from a distance of several meters?

  "It's actually nothing. Just -" Lian Qingcheng's voice suddenly became serious, saying: "You come over to see me immediately. I have something very important to discuss with you. And there is a beautiful girl who wants to meet you."

  "Where shall we meet?" Qin Luo asked.

  "Come directly to my home, you know, the one where you've slept, peed and drooled. You know which one I'm talking about?"

  "I know." Qin Luo replied with a tone of sadness and resentment.

  "Okay, see you in half an hour. Kisses."

  “----”

  Hanging up the phone on that troublesome woman, Qin Luo walked into the house and said to Lin Qingyuan: "Grandpa Lin, I have something to attend to and need to go out for a bit."

  Lin Qingyuan glanced at Lin Huanxi sitting on the sofa reading a magazine and smiled, saying: "Go ahead. Come back for dinner tonight."

  "Alright." Qin Luo replied.

  Waiting until Qin Luo's figure disappeared, Lin Qingyuan walked to Lin Huanxi's side and sat down, sighed, and said: "Huanxi, I plan to go to the south in two days. To meet Qin Luo's family. Do you have any opinions?"

  "No opinion." Lin Xuanxi said expressionlessly.

  Upon hearing Lin Huanxi's response, Lin Qingyuan immediately beamed with joy and exclaimed: "Actually, I had intended to invite Old Man Qin to stay in Yanjing for a few days. Such matters, how could we, the bride's family, take the initiative? But I was afraid he wouldn't adapt to living in the north, so I had to give up on that idea. My thinking is this: I'll go to the Qin residence and discuss your matter with them first. Then, after both families have discussed it, we can choose an auspicious date and get the wedding underway."

  "Hong Xi, you're not young anymore. What's that term called? Ah yes, leftover woman. At your age, it's time to think about marriage too. Qin Luo is a good kid, I've seen him grow up - no, I can tell. He has good character and excellent medical skills. You won't be wronged if you're with him."

  Watching her grandfather's mouth open and close, Lin Xuanxi didn't quite catch what he was saying.

  Qin Luo? Is it possible for us?

  I was born at the end of your life, and you were born when I am already old!

  Qin Luo, why didn't you let me meet you in that most beautiful second?

  (PS: Second update. Not 1,200 votes though. However, I know everyone has worked hard. Seeing everyone leaving messages in the book review section to canvass for votes, Old Liu is really grateful. If all of you were women, I would have taken them all home as wives.)