TFWYH – Chapter 59 Is He a Virgin?

The old couple’s argument grew fiercer and fiercer.

Madam Qian, afraid of being dragged into it, locked herself inside her room and stayed completely out of it.

As for Ling Xiaofang, she wouldn’t dream of stepping in at a time like this. She had no desire to be a punching bag, so she bolted far, far away.

In the courtyard, only the sounds of Old Man Ling and Old Madam Liu quarreling echoed.

In the end, Old Man Ling lost his temper and slapped Old Madam Liu, which made her plop down on the ground and start throwing a fit…

Ling Sheng watched all of this blankly, utterly speechless.

He knew his grandparents were narrow-minded, but he hadn’t realized they were this petty.

Tang Wan had never gone out of her way to provoke the family, yet they’d made such a scene because of her.

To put it bluntly, they just couldn’t stand to see anyone else doing well.

Ling Sheng couldn’t wrap his head around why people like that even existed. If someone was living a good life, that was their own ability—what was there to be jealous of?

There were plenty of people in the world more capable than Tang Wan. Why didn’t they envy them instead?

Unable to figure it out and feeling frustrated, Ling Sheng decided to go for a run just to clear his head. Out of sight, out of mind.

Before he knew it, his legs had carried him back to the Ling household.

Unlike usual, there was now a crowd of villagers gathered outside, gawking.

Ling Sheng squeezed into the crowd and saw the horse curled up in the courtyard.

Though it looked listless, it was definitely a horse.

Its coat was striking too—jet black all over, with only a faint white on its four hooves, like it was stepping on fresh snow.

Just then, Tang Wan came out of the kitchen. For reasons he couldn’t explain, Ling Sheng instantly ducked his head and melted into the crowd.

The moment the villagers spotted Tang Wan, their chatter abruptly stopped.

One bold villager couldn’t hold back a sour remark: “Wan-niang, you’re really living large now, huh? Can even afford a horse. If you’ve got that much silver, why not rebuild this thatched hut of yours?”

Faced with a comment like that, Tang Wan’s response was to simply shut the door, cutting off all prying eyes.

With nothing else to see, the villagers gradually dispersed.

The one who’d spoken earlier gave a quiet “ptui” and muttered under his breath as he left.

Soon, only Ling Sheng was left outside.

He stared at the closed gate for a while, sighed, and let his shoulders slump as he turned to leave.

At that moment, the courtyard door creaked open again.

Ling Sheng turned his head—and met Tang Wan’s cool, clear gaze.

“Uh… Wan-niang, what a coincidence, haha…” Ling Sheng forced a stiff smile, toes curling in embarrassment hard enough to dig a castle into the dirt.

Ever since the day Tang Wan had unleashed her fury and nearly killed his grandma, he hadn’t dared to show his face in front of her.

He’d been too ashamed.

Never thought he’d run into her now.

Tang Wan didn’t have half as many thoughts as he did. She simply nodded and asked, “Are you a virgin?”

Ling Sheng: “?”

What now?

Seeing his bewildered face, Tang Wan assumed he hadn’t understood and rephrased: “Are you a pure boy?”

“（°ロ°）！” W-what the hell kind of question is that?!

Ling Sheng stood there stunned, like his soul had just left his body. “I… might have gone to the Red Fragrance House once…”

“Scumbag.” Tang Wan gave him a disdainful look, took a step back, and slammed the gate shut with a loud bang.

Ling Sheng: “?”

Ling Sheng: “!”

Wait—don’t tell me you’re cutting off our master-disciple relationship just because I’m not a virgin?!

His head drooped in dejection.

He felt certain Tang Wan really wouldn’t pay him any attention now.

Not just because of his grandma…

But because he wasn’t pure!

But why?!

Could it be the martial arts she wants to teach can only be practiced by virgins?!

At that thought, Ling Sheng’s entire being went: （＃゜Д゜）！