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Girls in a Matriarchal World Are Just Too Scary-Chapter 48 - Su Yan’s Cooking
“Junior Sister, come with me—I’ve got something to say.”
Su Yan signaled with a glance.
Lin Qingyue had never seen him so serious. Without a second thought, she followed.
Back at Tian Shui Peak, there were no outsiders around, he spoke. “Some things I can’t say out there—too many ears. Now I can. You think I want to mingle with them?”
“What’s that mean, Senior Brother?”
He sighed. “It’s forced. I crave a quiet life—simple, happy, no worries. That’s my dream. But… life’s not that kind.”
Lin Qingyue blinked—too simple a goal. What’s the catch?
“For normal folks, it’s easy,” he said. “Not me. Saint Body, pretty face—too many eyes on me. Demon cultivators drool in the shadows. Friends mean safety—can’t just ice people out.”
He told her about his tough life, and she listened closely.
She understood—her pretty face had attracted creeps too when she lived as a normal girl. If she hadn’t been smart, she might’ve been sold many times.
Same for him—he was too handsome. Some bad woman could see him, tie him up, drag him into the bushes…
Next day? He’d be found pale, gagged, hands tied, clothes ripped.
She pictured it—his messy hair, empty eyes, looking ashamed. Just thinking about it made her chest tight.
“Junior Sister, why’s your breathing weird? Your face is red—are you sick?” he asked, noticing.
“N-no… I’m fine.”
Snapping out of her thoughts, she quickly lied, “I just fought too long—my energy’s off. It’s nothing.”
“Oh.” He nodded.
He believed her. She breathed a sigh of relief.
He was just sharing his pain, but her mind went wild. And it even made her excited?
She checked herself. Thinking about him like that wasn’t wrong—it’s normal. She didn’t act on it, so it was okay.
But then she thought,
“I can hold back… what about other women?”
He was right—he was too handsome, and his special body made it worse. No woman could resist that.
She remembered stories—men with pretty faces who got taken by bad women, forced to do things, and died unhappy.
That couldn’t happen to him. She grabbed his sleeve, eyes full of worry.
“Senior Brother, I—”
“No need,” he said, cutting her off. “I’m used to it. I just think it’s smart to make more friends—it helps. You should try that too.”
He looked up at the sky.
Perfect—this excuse would stop her from getting upset when he talked to other girls.
It worked.
She understood now—men like him were still weak sometimes, even in cultivation. They needed strong support.
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If talking to powerful women kept him safe, she shouldn’t complain.
“But… if I was strong enough to protect him myself…”
She promised herself—she’d train hard and grow stronger.
…
Next day.Morning light touched Tian Shui Peak.
Lin Qingyue stood in front of him, well-rested and smiling.
“Senior Brother, I’m ready.”
He nodded. “Good. Eat—this is your last meal with me for a while.”
She nodded quickly.
She was reaching the late Qi Refining stage. Just like Bai Shuixin promised, she’d soon start training under Master. It meant they’d be apart.
Master was strong—training with him would help her grow and protect Senior Brother better.
But still…
“I don’t want to leave,” she thought.
She ate slowly, eyes watery, legs tight, toes curled.
He laughed. “What are you, a baby? It’s not forever. Just a little break.”
They were in the same sect, learning from the same Master. They’d still see each other. She was just being dramatic.
“I know, but still…”
Her mind wandered to the past—when she first joined the sect, he helped her. No family, no one else. But he cared for her like no one ever had. Even better than a mom.
How could she leave someone so special? It hurt.
“Okay, okay, I get it,” he said. “But we don’t have a choice. Don’t be sad—eat. It’s getting cold.”
He pushed the food closer. She gave a small nod and picked up her chopsticks. He looked calm again.
Was he just too kind? She had gotten so used to him. Just thinking about leaving made her sad.
She kept her head down, quietly eating. After the meal, she would go.
Maybe she could come back sometimes for food, like the Senior Sisters… but it wouldn’t feel the same.
“If only time could stop right here…” she thought, picking up her spoon.
He had made something special for her send-off. It was thick and rich—unusual for breakfast.
She took a sip.
Boom. The taste filled her mouth—so rich and deep. She had never tasted anything like it. It stayed in her mind.