Chapter 89 Cherishing Zhang Lexuan on Beibei's Behalf
But when Zhang Lexuan stepped onto the flight soul tool, she quickly realized how narrow it was.
Before she could steady herself, Ye Chen's arms slipped around her waist.
"Hold on tight, Sister~"
He hugged her firmly from behind and poured soul power into the craft.
Whoosh—!
The flight soul tool ignited, blasting forward with a sonic boom and carrying them away in a flash.
Within moments, they had left Seagod Island far behind.
Since flying there was prohibited, Ye Chen simply took their trip to open skies.
With his full power coursing through Aurora Phantom, the craft reached its maximum speed, gliding out past Shrek Academy and soaring into the airspace beyond.
Outside the city, there were no flight restrictions, so Ye Chen ascended with her to several thousand meters above ground.
"This speed… this altitude… you're sure this is only a level‑2 soul tool?"
Zhang Lexuan was utterly stunned. For most of Shrek's students, level‑2 soul tools were practically useless—yet this one defied all logic.
"Of course! So, Sister, am I amazing or what~?" Ye Chen grinned, pressing closer behind her.
Since Zhang Lexuan didn't resist, wrapping his arms around her soft waist felt incredibly comfortable, her faint fragrance drifting around him with every gust of wind.
"Mm, Xiao Chen, you're really impressive. You truly live up to being my little brother~" Zhang Lexuan smiled, her tone filled with warmth and pride.
As for Ye Chen sneaking in a few touches—she didn't care.
She already knew he had a mischievous side, but as his "big sister," doting on him was only natural. A little naughtiness was fine, as long as he didn't go too far.
…
After circling the skies for a while, Ye Chen finally guided Aurora Phantom back toward Zhang Lexuan's courtyard and landed.
"Not bad, Xiao Chen. Your soul tool seems incredibly efficient. When will you make one for me?" she asked with an amused smile.
It was clear she loved the design. The school's standard flight tools were bulky backpack types—heavy, awkward, and far from graceful.
Ye Chen's standing‑style version looked elegant, modern, even beautiful. Even she couldn't resist wanting one.
"Sure thing, Sister. I'll make you one as soon as I get time~" Ye Chen replied.
"Good… oh, and one more thing…"
She paused, sitting down in a nearby wicker chair, hesitating for a moment about how to begin.
"What's wrong, Sister? Did something happen?" Ye Chen sat beside her, pouring a cup of warm tea and offering it with concern.
"It's not really trouble—it's about your fight with Beibei."
She sighed lightly. "Beibei is actually my teacher's great‑grandson. I practically raised him myself, so he's like a little brother to me."
Zhang Lexuan briefly explained her connection to Beibei—but she left out the part about their arranged engagement.
"I see… I didn't know you were that close to him. I'm sorry, Sister," Ye Chen said apologetically.
He wasn't pretending; he truly had no idea. Only Beibei, Zhang Lexuan, and Mu En knew the full story—it was a tightly kept secret.
"No, you don't need to apologize. If anything, I should be the one saying sorry," she said gently, wrapping her fingers around his hand with a soft, guilty look.
Before he could reply, she added, "Beibei's always had strong talent, and this was his first real defeat. Losing to you isn't a bad thing—it might help him grow.
"And I know you held back. If you hadn't, he would've been far worse off than just lightly injured.
"I don't know what caused the conflict between you two, but as his elder, I share some of the blame. I should've guided him better. Sorry for the trouble."
Her voice was so honest that Ye Chen couldn't help being moved.
He had been wondering how to explain everything to avoid misunderstandings—but hearing her words, he almost felt guilty for having worried.
Still, he quickly reassured her. "Sister, there's no need to apologize. It was just a small misunderstanding with Beibei. It's already over."
Inwardly, though, Ye Chen felt a pang of compassion. Zhang Lexuan was too kind—and unlucky.
The man she cared for, Beibei, still pined after Tang Ya, oblivious to her concern.
Beibei truly didn't know how to treasure the person in front of him.
Since Beibei wouldn't cherish her—Ye Chen decided he would.
"I'm glad you think that way, Xiao Chen." Relief softened Zhang Lexuan's expression, and her fondness for Ye Chen deepened.
She had worried their friction might escalate beyond reconciliation. But Ye Chen's calm, mature attitude made her admire him even more. He was so much more thoughtful than Beibei—hundreds of times more.
"Well, that settles it then. If everything's fine, I'll head out now, Sister~" Ye Chen smiled, preparing to leave.
He didn't plan to deepen his relationship with her just yet.
Both Tang Ya and Zhang Lexuan would have to wait—the timing wasn't right. Mu En was still alive, after all.
Tang Ya was Beibei's girlfriend.
Zhang Lexuan was Beibei's fiancée.
Things were already close enough between him and both women. One more step, and sparks might fly.
If that happened, Mu En really might crush him on the spot.
Granted, given Ye Chen's current standing, that chance was small—but he saw no need to take unnecessary risks.
"Wait."
Just as he stood up, Zhang Lexuan stopped him.
Then, with a teasing smile, she lifted her legs and rested them across his knees, pulling him back down onto the seat.
"Uh… Sister… is there something else?" he asked, surprised.
"Hmph~ You finally visit your Sister's place, and you want to leave already?"
Her tone softened into a playful lilt. "You're not in a hurry anyway. Be a good boy and give me a foot massage while we chat~"
Leaning back in her chair, half‑reclined, she stretched lazily. Her delicate feet, wrapped in thin black silk, pressed lightly against his stomach as a silent signal for him to start.
"Alright, alright, whatever Sister says…"
Ye Chen smiled helplessly and began kneading gently.
Her feet were warm from sitting under the sun earlier, smooth and soft beneath his fingers. A gentle scent of sunlight mixed with Zhang Lexuan's natural perfume lingered in the air.
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