Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 203: Accepted a Female Disciple

Ouyang Jiahui chewed gum, shaking her pomelo explosion hairstyle, and said, "Of course I don’t live with them. I’m a modern independent woman, how can I live with my parents? I have my own single apartment. It’s small but cozy. In this aspect, we’re quite alike; you don’t live with your parents either, you live alone."

Mentioning her parents, Gu Xinyan’s eyes immediately darkened.

She didn’t even know who her father was and had never seen a shadow of her mother.

Her grandfather said they were dead, but she and her sister both knew that they weren’t dead; they’d simply forgotten about them.

Before she turned fifteen, she still hoped they would come back. If they did, she would forgive them and still call them mom and dad affectionately.

But that was just a dream. After she turned fifteen, she and her sister stopped discussing who their parents were; they seemed to have an unspoken agreement to carefully avoid talking about them.

Because it was the most hidden pain deep in their hearts; just mentioning them would open wounds, leaving them bleeding and riddled with scars. So the sisters acted as if they were children without parents.

Someone inadvertently brought up the topic once, and her sister laughed and said, "We are like Sun Wukong; we jumped out from stones."

This humorous and witty remark amused both of them, making them laugh until they were in tears, laughing so hard they couldn’t tell whether they were crying or laughing.

When Ouyang Jiahui mentioned her parents, Gu Xinyan instinctively moved away in her electric wheelchair, silently watching her novel from afar.

She would let her jet-black hair cover her face so that no one could see the tears in the corners of her eyes or notice her biting her lips and her sad expression.

Xu Xiangbei only came out of his room in the evening, exhausted when he went in, but glowing when he came out.

Ouyang Jiahui seemed to have been waiting outside the room, like an ambushing assassin, jumping out with a smile, "Brother Xu, you slept the entire day. I’ve already made dinner myself. Let’s go eat together."

Xu Xiangbei was startled by her, always feeling there was a scheme hidden in her eyes, and warily asked, "Miss Ouyang, you can cook dinner? You’re not just trying to make me laugh, are you?"

Then she took Xu Xiangbei’s arm and dragged him to the dining table, where Gu Xinyan was nibbling on a chicken drumstick with her slender white fingers. Seeing Xu Xiangbei and Ouyang Jiahui approaching, she quickly used a napkin to elegantly wipe her bright red lips and deposited the tiny chicken bones into the trash bin with paper towels.

Seeing the big KFC chicken bucket on the table, Xu Xiangbei laughed. So making dinner herself meant personally calling for takeout.

Xu Xiangbei was already famished and pulled out a big drumstick to gnaw on, the crumbs flying everywhere, forming a stark contrast to Gu Xinyan’s careful eating of fried chicken.

Before long, more than half of the family bucket was consumed by Xu Xiangbei.

Ouyang Jiahui urged from the side, "Brother Xu, when will we practice the fist techniques?"

Xu Xiangbei remembered something important and asked worriedly, "What about the plane tickets?"

"They are all booked. Please check them."

Three plane tickets were neatly arranged on the coffee table, emitting a fresh ink fragrance.

Xu Xiangbei patted his full belly and smiled, "Since we’re well-fed and sated, let’s start now. Let’s go to the living room; it’s more spacious there."

Xu Xiangbei didn’t understand why Ouyang Jiahui, who never liked practicing martial arts, suddenly insisted on practicing today. Regardless of whether it was her scheme, he had to teach a move or two since he ate her family bucket.

Actually, Ouyang Jiahui had no scheme; she just suddenly developed an interest in martial arts.

Ordinary people aren’t interested in something; even the simplest things, they won’t want to do. But once interested, they would try even the most complicated things.

Since childhood, her second and third uncles often forced little Jiahui to practice martial arts, but little Jiahui just wasn’t interested.

Today, ever since watching Xu Xiangbei battle the five tigers of the Chen Family, she was captivated by Xu Xiangbei’s powerful and handsome skills, with moves so fluid they were ingrained in her mind.

She was a bit dissatisfied; this was supposed to be her family’s ancestral martial art. Even Gu Xinyan could perform the opening move, but she, with all her limbs intact, didn’t know a thing.

Today, after almost being pulled into a fight by Anna, these events stirred Ouyang Jiahui’s nerves, sparking an interest in her family’s Dragon Tiger Divine Fist.

"First, squat stably in the horse stance, arms stretched out straight, wrists must be straight, not bent. Gently punch like this, without changing posture. With each punch, add a bit of force, not too hard. Remember, add a bit of force with each punch, keep it up for twenty punches."

Xu Xiangbei began teaching Ouyang Jiahui the Dragon Tiger Divine Fist. Although Ouyang Jiahui’s pomelo explosion hair might disrupt Xu Xiangbei’s hormones, he couldn’t help nodding looking at her delicate hands. This girl’s skin is indeed very white, like snow.

He gently hugged Ouyang Jiahui’s waist, feeling as soft as cotton, and a fragrance unique to girls emanating from her body.

"Practicing martial arts requires physical flexibility. When you have time, you should go to the boxing gym and find that mixed-race beauty to teach you yoga. Practice for a while to make your body as flexible as a willow. Yeah, just bend like this."

Watching Ouyang Jiahui bend backwards and grab her heels like a gymnast, Xu Xiangbei was surprised, "How can your body be so flexible when you dislike practicing martial arts?"

Ouyang Jiahui dismissively said, "Brother, I’ve never practiced martial arts, but I like dancing. I’ve taken dance lessons since childhood, and I can still easily do a backbend and split."

Xu Xiangbei restrained himself, feeling Ouyang Jiahui’s delicate and soft body, getting a bit agitated inside, his gaze slightly heated.

Ouyang Jiahui glared, accusingly said, "If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll write your girlfriend’s designed clothes as worthless."

Xu Xiangbei had no choice but to plead for mercy and promised to teach her one more martial arts move.

True to her heritage as someone born into an Ancient Martial Family, with the strong Ancient Martial Gene of the Ouyang Family, Ouyang Jiahui could learn several moves from the few that Xu Xiangbei taught, though lacking Inner Strength, her posture was quite proper.

Gu Xinyan sat in her wheelchair, watching Ouyang Jiahui practice martial arts with envy, feeling itchy herself. She stood up from the wheelchair, stepped forward, and started squatting in the horse stance, practicing her opening move.

Seeing Gu Xinyan working so hard, Ouyang Jiahui cheerfully said, "You keep practicing this one move these days. Do you want me to teach you the second move?"

Gu Xinyan was a bit conflicted because Xu Xiangbei had advised her not to reach for something beyond her grasp and not to rush, only allowing her to practice the first opening move.

She thought she had mastered the first move and specially asked Xu Xiangbei to teach her the second move.

However, Xu Xiangbei did not heed her request and still made her continue practicing the opening move, leading her to believe that Xu Xiangbei was brushing her off and didn’t want to teach her the second move.