Chapter 85

Chapter 6: Ningning’s Tactics (7K Chapter)

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Ningning’s mom, Qu Wan, is a well-known career woman in the neighborhood. As Yuan Xiaoling’s mother, she naturally passed down good genes, proving she was beautiful herself.

Back in the day, she wasn’t as strict and could only be described as ambitious. That changed after marriage.

When her family arranged the alliance with the Yuan family, she had to pick one of their heirs—excluding the top three eldest sons. After careful consideration, fearing an overly domineering partner who might suppress her at home or in-laws where she’d lose autonomy, she chose someone more laid-back.

She picked Yuan Weicheng because she heard anime lovers were easy to please.

After marriage, Qu Wan found her assumptions correct—perhaps too correct. Not only was Yuan Weicheng gentle, but also somewhat slack. He acted like an immature otaku, asking her “Dear, what should I do?” for everything.

Qu Wan took over her small family company and another given as a dowry from the Yuan family, becoming busy outside. Meanwhile, Yuan Weicheng stayed home doing chores, playing games, and later raising their daughter.

Though Qu Wan didn’t regret her choice, there were moments of helplessness. Like one day when she woke up from a nap at work, suddenly panicking—what kind of influence would her clumsy husband have on their daughter?

By the time she realized it, it was already too late. One summer vacation, she quietly returned home and saw her daughter wearing a “niconico” off-shoulder T-shirt, holding a controller in front of a big screen gaming while her husband sat beside her crying silently because the fighting game score was 5:0.

The innocent-looking little beauty held up the controller triumphantly and shouted with a mix of arrogance and wisdom—

“Haa↗haa↘!”

Qu Wan knew environment shapes people. Now that her daughter was in university far away, visiting home only twice a year, staying away from her foolish father for so long, she should’ve become more graceful and intelligent.

Thinking this, she opened the door expectantly—

“Mom, you’re back~”

“Wife, you’re here.”

“Auntie, hello.”

Qu Wan first saw her still-clumsy husband, sighing helplessly. Then she noticed her daughter, freezing in place.

No way, how did she turn into a busty girl in just half a year?!

In comparison, the pretty newcomer seemed less significant.

“Mom, this is my junior, Bai Ling,” Yuan Xiaoling introduced. “She came back with me for the summer.”

Yuan Weicheng listened nervously, shocked by her lack of excuses. She didn’t even try to fabricate a reason and boldly stated they came back to “play.”

But Qu Wan didn’t pay much attention, merely greeting Bai Ling politely: “Hello, Xiao Bai Ling.”

“Not so young anymore, dear,” Yuan Weicheng whispered. “She’s an adult now.”

An adult can decide her own affairs, like spending the night at her girlfriend’s house…

Qu Wan glared at him then shot a side-eye glance at Yuan Xiaoling. It was precisely because of her busty daughter standing nearby that she instinctively added “Xiao” before addressing Bai Ling.

“Let’s eat first,” she said. “You’ve waited long enough; you must be hungry.”

“Yeah, yeah, hungry!” Yuan Xiaoling responded immediately. “Let’s eat!”

Qu Wan called Yuan Weicheng to set the table. Bai Ling exhaled in relief, thinking Auntie hadn’t questioned why she was here, perhaps not paying much attention.

Not noticing meant not opposing.

Relaxing, Bai Ling’s hands loosened, unconsciously heading toward her usual habit—the softest part of Ningning’s waist.

Slap!

Blocked by Yuan Xiaoling.

“Be serious! Luckily Mom didn’t see that,” Ningning warned sternly. “Control yourself and stop thinking dirty thoughts!”

“…”

Being lectured by the blonde busty girl felt strange for Bai Ling.

“Actually, I think your mom looked quite surprised seeing you like this,” she told Yuan Xiaoling.

“Maybe she noticed how excellent I’ve grown,” Ningning said confidently. “That’s a good thing.”

Later during dinner, Yuan Weicheng started preparing early in the morning knowing his cute daughter would return. Using both kitchens and seven stoves, he prepared a massive feast, enough for several more guests.

So busy that he only had time to dive into the abyss when picking her up.

“Dad’s cooking skills are amazing, thanks Dad~” Yuan Xiaoling picked up her chopsticks, diving straight into meal mode. Having only eaten some KFC at noon, she was starving.

Bai Ling placed both hands on the table carefully—one holding chopsticks, the other supporting the bowl—to avoid unconsciously hugging Ningning’s waist.

Watching her daughter devour food like a wolf, Qu Wan frowned slightly. Such rapid growth in half a year surely had reasons.

“Eat slower, no one’s competing with you.” She couldn’t help but say.

“It’s fine,” Yuan Weicheng chuckled. “Being able to eat is a blessing. Look at our Ningning, she won’t suffer in the school cafeteria.”

Still smiling, he turned around and saw his wife’s disapproving gaze, quickly becoming serious.

Qu Wan glanced back at her daughter’s innocent expression, sighing helplessly.

“Alright, we’ll talk about it tomorrow. You’ve come a long way; rest first.”

“Okay.”

Although unsure what her mom wanted to say, Ningning obediently agreed.

“As for Xiao Bai Ling, did your parents agree to you coming here?” Qu Wan finally asked. “If they don’t know, you should inform them.”

As a manager of a company, her style was always steady and comprehensive.

Bai Ling hesitated: “My parents…”

“They’re already gone,” Yuan Xiaoling answered for her. “So no need to ask.”

Knowing Bai Ling wouldn’t want to reveal such a personal matter openly, Ningning helped out.

Bai Ling: “…”

Hearing this, Yuan Xiaoling’s parents initially thought she was joking until they noticed Bai Ling’s calm expression, realizing it was true.

“I’m sorry for bringing up painful memories,” Qu Wan softly said. “You can stay here, treat it like your own home.”

She thought, if her daughter brought her junior all the way here, they must be close friends.

A pretty, pure girl like her couldn’t possibly have bad intentions.

“Thank you, Auntie.”

Harmonious. The elders were kind, the juniors polite. Yuan Xiaoling exchanged glances with her dad, both sighing in relief.

Pretty simple, right? Yuan Xiaoling thought.

Of course it’s simple, Yuan Weicheng thought. Unlike facing us, constantly cuddling and rubbing against each other, making it obvious you’re lesbians.

After dinner, after a quick wash-up, Yuan Xiaoling and Bai Ling returned to the second-floor bedroom.

Downstairs, Qu Wan was about to grab a blanket to prepare the guest room when she noticed Bai Ling had disappeared into Yuan Xiaoling’s room, finding it odd. “I didn’t tell her where the guest room was.”

“No problem. They’re used to it at school—sleeping on the same bed.”

Yuan Weicheng instinctively covered for them but quickly realized his words sounded wrong, adding hastily: “I mean, bunk beds.”

“But she doesn’t have a blanket.”

“Use Ningning’s… I mean, there are spares in Ningning’s room. Just take one out.”

It sounded reasonable, but Qu Wan felt something was off.

“Don’t overthink it. Nowadays, girls are like that. We’re already out of touch with the younger generation,” Yuan Weicheng said. “You worked hard today; let’s rest early.”

“…”

Dad really tried.

In the bedroom, Bai Ling observed her surroundings. The room had a pink-white girlish theme, with large soft cushions and plush toys, feeling very cozy, reminding her of Dabeitù.

“Wow, Bai Ling,” Yuan Xiaoling noticed something. “Your pajamas are so cute.”

Despite being icy-blue themed, they looked especially adorable on Bai Ling’s slim figure. Unlike her previous slimness, the neckline was now noticeably fuller.

Through the gap in the collar, a glimpse of faint white could be seen, like a newborn crescent moon, small yet charming.

Hmm, actually not small at all—fully qualified for her age. But Ningning had the right to say that.

Thanks to Dabeitù.

“Just a recommendation from my roommate. I didn’t pay much attention, but thought it might be necessary, so I bought it,” Bai Ling said uncomfortably, knowing Yuan Xiaoling was peeking under her collar. This sensation…felt strange.

In her past life, she had no chest, so no one ever stared, and she never noticed. Now, everything seemed different.

Seeing her adjust her collar to hide the gap, Yuan Xiaoling pouted.

How stingy. My chest lets you rub it, but yours won’t even let me look.

But no worries. One day, Ningning will make hers as big as mine, forcing the neckline wide open. Let’s see how you block it then!

On the first night back home with parents downstairs, Bai Ling and Ningning decided to play it safe and sleep innocently.

“Your parents are great,” Bai Ling said. “They seem very approachable.”

“Hehe, of course,” Yuan Xiaoling proudly replied. “Otherwise, how could they pass on such a great girl like me?”

“…”

Can’t help but wonder if she’s really that good.

“Your mom seems dissatisfied with how much you’ve grown,” Bai Ling changed the topic. “Or maybe worried about something.”

She observed many things during dinner.

Yuan Xiaoling blinked: “Why?”

“How should I know? I’m not…” Bai Ling hugged her sideways. “Anyway, your mom said she’d talk tomorrow.”

Rather than ponder these things, better to hold the big pillow and sleep. Being restrained in front of parents made her uncomfortable.

Yuan Xiaoling thought she shouldn’t lose out, so she shifted slightly to face Bai Ling closely. This way, Dabeitù could overpower Xiaobaitù.

“Goodnight~”

Zzzzz

It was a quiet night. The two girls embraced and fell asleep. Since nothing impure happened, no intense manual action occurred, nor any destined White Dragon, so they remained unchanged.

Ningning’s timeline memory recovery progress +0.

Bai Ling’s transformation into a silver-haired busty beauty progress +0.

There was no alarm clock in Yuan Xiaoling’s home, but distant temple bells rang from Xiangshan Ancient Temple’s bell tower.

Opening her eyes, Bai Ling released her grip on Ningning’s slender waist and sat up, stretching quietly.

The bigger and softer the pillow, the better the sleep quality.

As for Dabeitù’s oppression of Xiaobaitù, well… it was surprisingly comfortable.

Changing into everyday attire—a strapless shirt and skirt—Bai Ling stepped out of the bedroom and saw Yuan Weicheng sitting on the balcony playing with his phone.

“Uncle, you’re up so early?”

“Hmm,” Yuan Weicheng didn’t look up, uttering three words: “Collect expedition.”

“…”

After finishing expedition collection, Yuan Weicheng turned around and moved a small stool for Bai Ling.

“Sit.”

Bai Ling hesitated, unsure of the situation.

“Don’t worry,” Yuan Weicheng said. “Ningning’s mom usually wakes up at nine on rest days, so there’s no risk of her hearing.”

“Oh.”

Sitting down, Yuan Weicheng couldn’t wait to ask: “When did you meet Ningning, and how long have you been together?”

This question…

“At university,” Bai Ling truthfully replied. “We haven’t been together long.”

Due to the special nature of the timeline, bending space-time—on the previous timeline, they met during university as well.

As for being together, that wasn’t long either, starting after abducting her during Labor Day.

Yes, physically.

“Understood,” Yuan Weicheng nodded. “Campus romance, huh.”

Couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of youth.

He thought for a moment and asked again: “What plans do you have regarding family in the future?”

Bai Ling raised an eyebrow, returning a puzzled look.

Didn’t understand.

“I mean, you’re both girls, right? There might be difficulties regarding children,” Yuan Weicheng tactfully said. “Do you have any plans…”

“Difficulties? None.”

Bai Ling sat upright, seriously saying: “Physical limitations are weak compared to spiritual energy. Enhancement-type and Element-type can significantly affect oneself, while high-tier Mental-type can bypass these difficulties entirely.”

Though never considered, indeed there were no difficulties, purely factual.

Without mentioning specifics, if she reached eighth tier, customizing one would be possible. Though currently without a clear path to sixth tier, ambition was necessary.

Yuan Weicheng was stunned for a moment before reacting: “Ah, you’ve already planned ahead. That’s good, that’s good.”

Thus, “daughter-in-law” appeared to be a Spirit Energy Awakener.

He didn’t press further, respecting privacy.

“I’ll go make breakfast,” Yuan Weicheng stood up, stretching his back. “Call Ningning when you get the chance.”

“Okay.”

The ancient temple bells continued ringing, dong~~~~~, dong~~~~~, dong~~~~~.

The winds of Tianhai City don’t reach Chunhai City, but they share the same bright sunlight.

When the sun began to warm their backsides, Yuan Xiaoling awakened.

“Get up, get up! Those who don’t are lazy dogs,” the blonde busty girl pounced onto the bed. “Don’t live like a miss…”

“Wait, what?”

Thinking she was pouncing on Bai Ling, she opened her eyes and realized it was a pillow.

Bai Ling sat calmly at the edge of the bed, watching her.

“I-I thought you weren’t awake yet,” Yuan Xiaoling blushed. “I was just trying to wake you.”

“Spare yourself the trouble, unnecessary fabrication,” Bai Ling said coolly. “I know your style well.”

Seizing every opportunity to mock herself, even oversleeping.

“Well, um, let’s go eat then,” Yuan Xiaoling pulled the blanket aside. “I already smell breakfast.”

Actually, there was no aroma upstairs; breakfast was downstairs.

Yuan Weicheng prepared some Chinese pastries, porridge, and soy milk. When the two girls descended, Qu Wan had already started eating.

After breakfast, Qu Wan patted the sofa, signaling Yuan Xiaoling to sit down.

“How’s this semester going at school? How’s your study?”

Starting with a standard question.

“Study… okay, I guess,” Yuan Xiaoling’s eyes wandered. “But I’ve already interned once.”

What use are exams when ultimately, it’s about finding a job? Her case was already ahead of the curve.

“Internship?” Qu Wan was slightly surprised. “Where?”

Just a casual inquiry, expecting a casual response, but it turned out to have substance.

“Yunhai Game Company,” Yuan Xiaoling said. “I did voice acting for their games.”

And provided directional guidance.

“Yunhai Game Company?” Yuan Weicheng quickly asked. “Is that the Yunhai Company in Tianhai City? Their chairman was recently killed.”

“Yes,” Yuan Xiaoling shrugged. “Them.”

Unpredictable misfortunes, who knows?

Qu Wan contemplated: “I’ve seen reports on that. Yunhai is a major group; the game company is likely just one division. If it’s a half-finished project, it might continue with a new investor.”

“Not happening,” Bai Ling suddenly interjected. “They’re doomed.”

She remembered what Yuan Xiaoling mentioned—how the supervisor drugged the blonde girl’s drink.

Don’t ask, it’s self-destructive behavior.

Yuan Xiaoling cleared her throat, signaling Bai Ling to calm down and keep low.

Qu Wan, however, liked this “junior” of her daughter’s. The strong confidence and sharpness in her earlier words impressed her.

“Let’s move on to serious matters.”

Adjusting her posture, learning was just a casual inquiry, almost derailing the entire conversation.

“Ningning, your dad probably told you,” she suddenly became serious. “Many people from the Yuan family want you to visit once.”

“Right, Dad mentioned it,” Yuan Xiaoling nodded. “Anything important?”

“Hard to say, but those calling you back are either your cousins or younger uncles.”

“Exactly,” Yuan Weicheng added. “One day, they all messaged me asking when I’d bring you back for a reunion.”

Yuan Xiaoling blinked, sensing something strange.

“Not one day,” Qu Wan corrected. “Around mid-May, something happened. They started saying ‘Ningning has become such a beauty,’ I don’t know how they found out.”

Mid-May, uh…

Yuan Xiaoling looked at Bai Ling, whispering: “Could it be that day?”

Bai Ling remained silent.

Qu Wan eyed them both, realizing the situation wasn’t simple: “What’s going on?”

“Nothing, it’s just that day the school organized a basketball game,” Yuan Xiaoling hurriedly explained. “I was invited to be a cheerleader, wore that rather… sexy… but very nice cheerleading uniform, got photographed and posted online. That’s all.”

“Cheerleading uniform?” Qu Wan furrowed her brow.

“Just clothes to cheer on the game, nothing special,” Yuan Weicheng said. “Our daughter is naturally beautiful; she looks good in anything.”

Cover!

“Alright, anyway, after that day, those in the Yuan family expressed wanting you to visit.”

Hearing this, Yuan Xiaoling’s expression became peculiar: “You’re not suggesting they… those cousins and uncles, have designs on me?”

Qu Wan didn’t answer directly but mused: “I casually asked around. Those people, mostly experienced Spiritual Energy Awakening, possess special abilities.”

At this point, Bai Ling spoke: “They believe a new era is approaching, and certain old systems should be redistributed. However, since changes aren’t significant yet, they’re in a state of readiness. In this readiness, the easiest thing to do is to tentatively break less stringent orders… like marital restrictions on blood relations.”

“Exactly,” Qu Wan appreciated her even more. “Well said.”

That’s why she worried about Yuan Xiaoling growing so much in half a year. Already pretty and adorable, a national beauty, now with such a bust size, she was too attractive to men.

Yuan Xiaoling twitched her lips.

Yuan Weicheng thought his daughter was scared and wanted to comfort her but saw her cherry lips open:

“Not really, what level are those people? Do they even dare to have ideas about me?”

Qu Wan was momentarily speechless, taking several seconds to respond: “Details unclear, but all above second tier, including some third tiers.”

“Third and second tiers daring to have improper thoughts about me? Giving them too much credit!”

Yuan Xiaoling slapped the sofa: “Stop talking, Dad, Mom. In a few days, I’ll go to the Yuan family and guarantee making them cry!”

Standing up determinedly, she grabbed Bai Ling: “Let’s go train!”

Bai Ling followed silently, her expression unchanged.

Seriously, at second or third tier, she wouldn’t even personally bother. Last time arguing with a second-tier boy was on the school basketball court.

That opponent was at least a Murong family prince; beating him vented her frustration. As for those cousins and uncles from the Yuan family, hitting them wouldn’t benefit her.

Thus, the daughter and her junior trudged upstairs, leaving the parents downstairs. Qu Wan looked at Yuan Weicheng, who innocently shrugged.

Don’t ask, he’s not there yet.

“How could you know nothing?” Qu Wan pinched him angrily. “How do you be a father!”

Yuan Weicheng was aggrieved. He wasn’t completely clueless, knowing the real relationship between his daughter and her junior but couldn’t say it aloud.

“This, it’s their privacy, right? Parents should give their children personal space,” he said. “Anyway, our daughter seems confident, so there shouldn’t be problems.”

Qu Wan thought about it and agreed. To call second and third tiers “chickens” indicated her skill level wasn’t ordinary.

“So when did Ningning awaken?” She was curious. “We had no idea.”

“Hey, who knows? I’ve read those online reports. Spiritual Energy Awakening depends on opportunities and fate,” Yuan Weicheng said indifferently. “Anyway, it’s a good thing for Ningning.”

For other families, ordinary ones with no support, if they had a spiritually awakened child, they’d discuss extensively—like the curse of possessing treasure, keeping a low profile, dark forest theory, etc.

But Yuan Xiaoling wasn’t like that. The Yuan family was the largest spirit energy clan in Chunhai City and surrounding areas, with a grandfather maintaining order. Even if discussions were needed, there were more specialized people within the family.

“Then contact the Yuan family,” Qu Wan relaxed slightly. “They’ve been urging for a long time.”

“Okay, I’ll take Ningning back then.”

In the upstairs bedroom, Yuan Xiaoling returned, climbed onto the bed, and logged into a game on her phone.

Bai Ling arched her eyebrows: “Weren’t you going to train?”

She expected to witness how Yuan Xiaoling trained to reach peak third tier so mysteriously.

“What training? It’s daytime, obviously start with gaming first,” Yuan Xiaoling humphed. “Besides, I don’t need training anyway. Spiritual energy will naturally rise.”

Upon hearing this, Bai Ling wanted to slap her current pouting bottom.

Actually, Ningning wasn’t truthful. She did have a training method—similar to the weekly tasks in her phone’s anime games for rewards.

Today, she planned to break through to fourth tier, preparing for the trip to the Yuan family. But not now, waiting till evening.

Indeed, Yuan Xiaoling had decided to conquer Bai Ling in bed to earn her weekly reward.

Not an easy task. Normally, she couldn’t win, but Ningning excelled here—her intelligence and inspiration struck instantly.

“By the way, do you think my mom is easy to get along with?” Yuan Xiaoling suddenly asked.

“Pretty good,” Bai Ling nodded.

She noticed Aunt Qu Wan’s appreciative gaze herself.

But Yuan Xiaoling suddenly sighed: “Mom treats you normally because she sees you as my friend. If she knew like Dad does about our relationship, she’d definitely explode.”

Bai Ling froze, suddenly nervous: “Then what should we do?”

Seeing her reaction, Yuan Xiaoling felt reassured.

“Don’t be so tense. Mom becomes accepting after getting to know people. Especially with personalities she gets along with,” Yuan Xiaoling smirked seriously. “So as long as you remain undiscovered for a while, let things flow naturally. In a few months, half a year, even if you don’t reveal yourself, she’ll consider welcoming you in.”

Sounds pretty simple…

“I don’t particularly need that identity,” Bai Ling tightened her elegant ice queen face. “But this way isn’t bad either.”

“Agreed, agreed, agreed,” Yuan Xiaoling nodded vigorously, feeling confident of victory.

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