Chapter 474: The Sour Smell of Love!

The single apartment's door was locked from the inside.

Mu Lingxue pressed Lin Yuan against the back of the door and kissed him wantonly.

Her body pressed tightly against Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan's whole body was pressed against the door panel.

Mu Lingxue's kiss was fierce and urgent, carrying a desperate, all‑or‑nothing resolve%……

Lin Yuan could smell the pleasant feminine fragrance emanating from her.

That scent made Lin Yuan's feelings flutter in confusion.

Mu Lingxue's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue……

Her gaze was hazy, yet it carried an unprecedented determination.

She raised her hand to undo the buttons of her coat, her fingertips trembling slightly from the effort.

"Lin Yuan, I lied to you…… I can't sever all ties." She gritted her teeth, her voice trembling slightly.

"No matter whether you're black or white, I'm willing to give myself to you. Even if…… just this once……"

The buttons of her white shirt were undone one by one.

Her white shirt was already showing a thin sheen of fragrant sweat.

Because her heart raced and her emotions surged, even her snow‑white neck exuded a fine mist of fragrant sweat.

At this moment, her alluring charm was fully displayed.

"Lingxue, calm down!" Lin Yuan hurriedly pressed her hand, his expression grave.

"You're emotionally agitated now; the decision you're making isn't truly yours. We can't destroy each other over a momentary impulse…… You're a police officer; your future holds endless possibilities—don't act so rashly."

Mu Lingxue struggled hard, her eyes reddening again: "I'm not impulsive! I know exactly what I'm doing! I just like you, even if I know there's no future, I accept it!"

Just as she was about to break free, her phone in her pocket suddenly rang loudly……

"Ding‑ling‑ling~!" Mu Lingxue froze for a moment, pulled out her phone and looked?

The screen flashed the two characters "Dad"……

It was a call from her father, Mu Tiecheng.

The ringtone was like a bucket of cold water, instantly sobering Mu Lingxue.

Mu Lingxue's movements froze as she answered the phone……

Her voice still carried the remnants of her sob: "Dad……"

"It's so late—where are you? Why haven't you come home yet?" On the phone, Mu Tiecheng's voice came through the earpiece, clearly worried: "The New Faction Group case still has many follow‑ups to handle; you need to lead the interrogation team tomorrow, so hurry home and rest."

"I know, Dad. I'm working overtime at the unit; once I've sorted the materials, I'll head right back." Mu Lingxue's voice instantly calmed……

She exchanged a few words with her father and promised to head home immediately.

After hanging up, Mu Lingxue looked at Lin Yuan……

The fervor in her eyes faded, leaving only a full sense of grievance and unwillingness.

"Look, your dad is still waiting for you." Lin Yuan gently patted her shoulder, his tone softening considerably.

"Lingxue, calm down and think—doing this will put you at a great disadvantage. Our problems can't be solved this way."

Mu Lingxue silently tidied her clothes……

Then she suddenly bit down hard on Lin Yuan's arm!

She was like an angry little dog, her incisors sinking fiercely into Lin Yuan's arm.

The force was so great it almost drew blood.

Lin Yuan let out a muffled groan, but didn't push her away.

Only when she tasted a faint hint of blood between her teeth did Mu Lingxue release her mouth……

She stared at the clear tooth marks on his arm, and tears finally rolled down again.

"You deadbeat! I won't let you off!" Mu Lingxue wiped the tears from her eyes, then turned and grabbed the storage bag by the door……

Without looking back, she flung the door open and left Lin Yuan's home.

Lin Yuan watched her disappear into the rain……

Lin Yuan gently rubbed the tooth marks on his arm, sighing helplessly.

His identity was ultimately discovered by Mu Lingxue.

The karmic entanglement with this police belle—no one knows when it will be severed.

He truly didn't want to harm Mu Lingxue.

Therefore, he must cut off all possible romantic feelings with Mu Lingxue.

……

In the days after Mu Lingxue returned to duty, the interrogation rooms of the City Public Security Bureau were brightly lit.

Yet throughout the Public Security Bureau, a gloom lingered.

The bigwigs of the New Faction Group…… were held in a dedicated detention cell and subjected to successive interrogations.

But when facing the round‑robin interrogations of the Anti‑Black Special Task Force……

Baihejie, Lan Shengqiang, Le Xiao chen, Lu Yuanshan…… these several magnate‑level figures clung to denying all guilt, refusing to divulge any core evidence.

Le Xiao chen wore a custom‑made suit, maintaining his dignity even in the detention cell.

"We were merely invited to a business discussion; the on‑site brawl was just a private clash among subordinates, unrelated to us." He spoke lightly, …… pushing all responsibility away.

Lan Shengqiang…… cooperatively produced several pieces of evidence prepared in advance, pointing to a few low‑level lackeys……

Those were the scapegoats they had arranged beforehand.

Because the statements of the New Faction bigwigs were highly consistent, they refused to plead guilty.

Moreover, they each found their own scapegoats.

These social bigwigs, some of them have the ability to find a scapegoat to take the blame.

The scapegoat also 'voluntarily' takes on all the charges.

Moreover, the key evidence was destroyed ahead of time.

Finally, the police interrogation reached a deadlock.

A few days later, the police, due to insufficient evidence, ruled that Baihejie and others were innocent and released them.

……

Baihejie and others walked out of the police station's gate.

Outside, the sunlight was blinding.

Several bigwigs, however, felt no ease at all.

They stood by the roadside, exchanging a glance.

Without many words, several people had already reached a consensus.

"Lin Yuan must be eliminated when the opportunity arises." Baihejie touched his deformed prosthetic, his eyes full of ruthlessness.

"His Divine Phoenix Group's momentum is too fierce; if we let him continue developing, we will eventually be swallowed up."

"That's right, this brat not only destroyed our factory but also cut off our financial route." Lan Shengqiang clenched his fists, "He is now the biggest threat to our new faction; we must eliminate him swiftly."

Le Xiao chen nodded slightly, the corner of his mouth curling with a cold smirk: "First send someone to watch him, learn his movement patterns, find a suitable moment, and strike a fatal blow."

Several people discussed quietly for a moment, then each went their separate ways by car, leaving only a killing intent lingering in the air.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend.

Lin Yuan had to go to Zhijiang University for class again.

The weekend Jiangcheng University was unusually quiet.

Lin Yuan wore a simple white shirt, but his body was wrapped in many gauze and bandages, used to disinfect and reduce inflammation of his wounds.

He entered the teaching building.

Although his wounds still faintly ached, he did not want to delay the course.

Lin Yuan entered the classroom and discovered that Qin Bore was actually sitting in a corner, preparing to listen to Lin Yuan's lecture?

This left Lin Yuan startled?

Qin Bore was there too?

Lin Yuan glanced over and saw that You Nianchu was also there.

At that moment, the classmates also noticed Lin Yuan's scars all over his body.

The students were instantly surprised and asked concernedly: "Lin Laoshi, what happened to you?"

Lin Yuan casually put down the lesson plan and smiled: "It's nothing; I wasn't paying attention on the stairs, tripped, just a minor injury, it won't affect teaching everyone."

He deliberately raised his arm, trying to ease the students' worries with a light tone.

As a result, he accidentally tugged at the wound, pain making him frown slightly.

This subtle movement was clearly seen by Qin Bore in the back row.

Qin Bore tightened her grip on the pen, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

And You Nianchu in the classroom gazed at Lin Yuan with deep, beautiful eyes, as if she felt a little heartache for this man.

……

Lin Yuan lectured for a whole morning.

After the class ended, the students gradually packed up and left.

Qin Bore hurriedly walked up to the podium with her notebook.

She happened to intercept Lin Yuan, who was bending over to tidy up the lesson plan.

"Lin Laoshi, wait a moment." Qin Bore's voice was gentle, yet carried undeniable concern: "How is your injury? How did you fall so carelessly?"

Lin Yuan straightened up and waved his hand casually: "It's fine; I just wasn't watching where I was going, slipped, fell down—just a minor injury, no problem."

He deliberately avoided Qin Bore's gaze, turning to head toward the office……

He knew Qin Bore was thoughtful; continuing the conversation might expose him.

He couldn't possibly tell Qin Bore that he was injured from fighting with the underworld, could he?

Qin Bore is a good girl; she surely despises men who mix with the underworld.

Thinking this, Lin Yuan became even more unwilling to be exposed.

Lin Yuan had just sat down in the office……

As a result, the office door was pushed open a few minutes later.

Qin Bore came in carrying an engraved wooden box.

She gently placed the wooden box on the desk: "Lin Laoshi, I happen to have some tonics in my office; I brought some for you—you can steep and drink them to nourish your body and speed up wound recovery."

Lin Yuan thought it was just an ordinary tonic, thanked her with a smile…… then opened the wooden box.

At the moment the wooden box was opened, Lin Yuan was stunned……

Inside the box lay dark red velvet, with ten plump ginseng roots neatly arranged!

The roots were intact, dark yellow in color, and the base still carried a faint earthy scent.

Lin Yuan reached out and pinched one; his fingertip felt the fine texture on the ginseng's surface, his pupils constricting slightly: "This is…… a hundred‑year wild mountain ginseng?"

As someone who understands traditional Chinese medicine, Lin Yuan knew all too well the value of this medicinal material!

A single, perfect‑specimen hundred‑year wild mountain ginseng is worth at least millions on the market!

It could be called "moving gold."

Lin Yuan hurriedly put the ginseng back into the box and pushed it toward Qin Bore: "Miss Qin, this is too precious; I can't accept it. Please take it back quickly—such a rare medicinal herb should be kept for the elders at home."

Qin Bore, however, pushed the wooden box back without a care, speaking calmly: "It's fine, please take it. This kind of medicinal herb we have plenty at home; the warehouse is stacked with lots, soon we won't be able to finish eating them. Taking it to treat your injuries is just right."

"Can't finish them?" Lin Yuan was utterly shocked.

He opened his mouth, but for a long time couldn't utter a word.

A hundred‑year‑old divine ginseng worth over a million per stalk, in Qin Bore's mouth actually equated to "can't finish them"?

Only then did he realize that Miss Qin's family background… was probably far more illustrious than he had imagined.

Lin Yuan felt a warm surge in his heart and took the medicinal herbs.

He thanked Qin Bore: "Thank you, Miss Qin, for troubling yourself."

Qin Bore smiled and shook her head, gave a few more reminders for him to take his supplements on time, then turned and left the office…

Qin Bore had just stepped out of the teaching building when her phone in her pocket rang…

The screen flashed the three characters "Lin Yun'er".

"Miss, did Lin Laoshi accept those few stalks of ginseng?" came Lin Yun'er's lighthearted voice from the other end, tinged with curiosity.

"Yeah, I gave it to him." Qin Bore walked to her car, opened the door and got in, her tone calm.

"Miss, you specially had me purchase these from the black market in a short time; those herb dealers took the opportunity to raise prices, the purchase price ended up double the usual." Lin Yun'er's voice carried a hint of helplessness: "These ten stalks of century‑old wild mountain ginseng cost a total of twenty million in the end, all for one man—is it worth it?"

"What's twenty million?" Qin Bore leaned lightly against the chairback, gazing toward the teaching building: "Compared to his injuries, twenty million is nothing. I only hope he recovers quickly; after all… this trial has indeed been a bit too much for him."

Qin Bore paused, then added: "By the way, go purchase some more precious medicinal herbs. I'll transfer fifty million to you later; focus on century‑old blood spirit mushroom and Heavenly Mountain snow lotus, making sure they're of the finest quality. His wounds need proper care, and the supplements must be adequate."

"My man may get injured, but he must not be wronged." She said it lightly, yet with full conviction.

"Oh dear!" Lin Yun'er exclaimed exaggeratedly on the other end: "This lovey‑dovey smell is unbearable! Got it, got it—I'll make sure everything's taken care of for you!"

"You little brat, what nonsense are you spouting?" Qin Bore snapped, holding the phone: "If you dare keep talking nonsense, I'll transfer you back to the capital headquarters and make you stare at dull ledgers every day."

"No no no, Miss, I was wrong!" Lin Yun'er immediately conceded, tone appeasing: "I'll contact the herb dealers right now and guarantee to have the stuff delivered tomorrow!"

……

Meanwhile, Lin Yuan was sitting in the office.

He had just carefully stored the century‑old ginseng that Qin Bore had sent…

Then he heard familiar footsteps outside the door.

Before he could rise, the dean of the School of Medicine, Luo Renhai, pushed the door open, followed by a slender figure.

"Lin Yuan, I've brought you a fine apprentice!" Luo Renhai beamed, stepping aside to let the person behind him come forward.

Luo Renhai introduced, "This young lady wishes to pursue postgraduate studies in our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine; from now on she'll be under your guidance, so you must teach her all your hidden skills."

Upon hearing that voice, Lin Yuan froze?

He instinctively lifted his head.

At that moment, behind Luo Renhai, a stunning figure stepped forward lightly.

A gentle voice came forth: "Hello, Lin Laoshi~"

When he got a clear look at that lovely woman's face…

Lin Yuan's expression twitched slightly, filled with astonishment…