This is a bizarre rule, isn't it? It's supposed to grant me many children and good fortune

Chapter 472 You guys actually slept for 3 nights in a row

After looking at the guest rooms, Lin Feng led the two downstairs and soon arrived at the door of an open library.

The floor-to-ceiling bookshelf stretches from the ground to the ceiling, filled with books stacked high. A delicate teak slide also stands against the wall, exuding a scholarly atmosphere.

Lin Feng's gaze swept across the bookshelf, then he suddenly paused.

The once neatly arranged books on literature, history, ghost stories, and supernatural abilities now have a whole row of comics, romantic novels, and light novels, filling the space completely with them. Their style clashes with the serious books around them.

Wasim spotted the rows of brightly colored spines immediately and grinned.

"Wow, that's impressive, bro! I didn't know you were so romantic in private, reading romance comics and sweet love novels?"

Lin Feng's lips twitched slightly, and he quickly explained:

"It has nothing to do with me. My wives piled it up, and my own books are at the very back."

Wasim became interested and walked in the direction Lin Feng pointed, then casually pulled one out from the bookshelf.

Upon closer inspection, the book's title was none other than "The Kinsey Reports".

Just as he was about to make a joke, Lin Feng swiftly stepped forward, shoved the book back onto the shelf, and then pulled out a copy of "The Three-Body Problem" from the side, stuffing it directly into Wasim's hands.

"Don't flip through random books, this is a serious one."

Wasim held "The Three-Body Problem" in his hands, a playful smile on his face. He didn't expose the lie and obediently nodded in agreement.

On the other side, Evelyn strolled leisurely to the foreign language classics section, her gaze sweeping lightly over the spines of rows of original English books, and casually picked out a hardcover English version of "Jane Eyre".

Her fingertips brushed against the gold lettering on the cover, and she spoke softly:

"I suddenly feel like revisiting a classic."

Lin Feng looked at the book and felt a strong resonance with it:

"I quite like this book too, but the ending is a bit disappointing."

"Rochester went blind, his manor was burned to the ground, and he lost all his wealth and status. He went from being a high-spirited manor owner to being destitute and impoverished. It just felt too cruel."

Evelyn's fingertips traced the pages of the book, her gaze calm and her tone clear and composed:

"Perhaps in the author's eyes, only by stripping him of all wealth, status, and a healthy appearance, and reducing him to an ordinary and impoverished state, could he and Jane Eyre truly achieve equality in status."

Lin Feng nodded slightly upon hearing this and sighed softly:

Ultimately, the best relationships are those where there is no dependence or looking up to, and where souls are evenly matched to make them last.

Evelyn looked up at him, a faint smile playing on her lips: "You see things very clearly, no wonder you always have beautiful women by your side."

Lin Feng smiled, then led the two downstairs, passing by the wine cellar and private audio-visual room before entering the underground communications room.

Lai Fu skillfully operated the equipment, helping the two connect to their respective national ghost story strategy groups and briefly report that they were safe.

Lin Feng then waved his hand and said, "Food is the most important thing for us! Let's go eat."

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The midday sun streamed into the dining room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. A beige tablecloth covered the long table, and several housekeeping robots brought out dishes one after another.

Wasim sat in the chair, his eyes wide open like saucers.

"This...this..." His Adam's apple bobbed, his gaze shifting from the steamed sea bass to the curry lamb, then from the buttered flatbread to the steaming mushroom and chicken soup, and he was enveloped in a blissful dizziness.

"Hey bro, is this what your family usually eats for lunch?"

Lin Feng placed a piece of curry lamb in his bowl and smiled.

"We usually keep it simple, but today we have guests, so we added some dishes. We specifically asked the kitchen to prepare them according to your eating habits."

Evelyn sat opposite her, gracefully cutting a piece of pan-fried cod, clearly having received excellent table manners training.

Wasim picked up the piece of mutton, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and then froze as if struck by lightning.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god..." he mumbled incoherently, "This is so delicious!"

Tang Xiaorui sat opposite him, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at him, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons with laughter: "Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you!"

To Lin Feng's left, Xia Ning was feeding Xiao Zhixia a bowl of pumpkin puree.

Xiao Zhixia kept her mouth tightly shut, turning her head back and forth, refusing to open it—

His dark, grape-like eyes stared intently at Evelyn.

"Auntie—Auntie—" Little Zhixia stretched out her little hand and called out in her childish voice.

Evelyn put down her knife and fork, and gave Xiao Zhixia a Mr. Bean-style wink—

His eyebrows were uneven, his eyes darted around, and his mouth was crooked to one side.

Xiao Zhixia paused for a moment, then giggled, revealing a few tiny teeth.

Xia Ning took the opportunity to stuff a spoonful of pumpkin puree into it.

Xiao Zhixia chewed twice, swallowed, and didn't protest.

Leng Meng put down her chopsticks and slowly asked, "By the way, what was Ning Ning's role in the last instance?"

Lin Feng picked up a piece of food: "The guide is like a new instructor."

Su Wan's eyes lit up, and she leaned forward slightly: "Honey, how long did it take you to max out your affection level?"

"Three days, I guess."

Tang Xiaorui raised her eyelids slightly, her tone indifferent: "So fast? Then you two slept together on the third night?"

Xia Ning blushed and quickly waved her hand, "No way! The Temple's rules are extremely strict; it's not that easy to steal a kiss..."

Leng Meng ignored her and turned to Wasim: "Wasim, you and Feng are in the same dorm, right?"

Wasim put down the half-eaten shrimp, glanced at Lin Feng, and nodded cautiously: "Yes."

"Did Feng return to the dorm on the third night?"

Wasim scratched his head, his gaze unfocused: "I fell asleep very early that day... I don't remember very well."

Leng Meng snorted coldly: "That means they didn't come back."

Xia Ning rubbed her temples and exhaled:

"Okay, that's right, my husband stayed at my place on the third night."

"I'm his wife, isn't it normal for him to stay overnight at my place?"

Su Wan counted on her fingers, her tone wistful: "The third night, the fourth night, the fifth night... we slept together for three nights in a row. No wonder my husband looks so haggard."

Lin Feng's forehead creased with a few black lines: "I was dealing with the Lord of Silence, I didn't sleep all night, I was exhausted."

Su Wan pouted: "No, honey, you have to make it up to us."

Evelyn turned and exchanged a glance with Wasim, then cleared her throat:

"How about... Wasim and I go back to our room first? We've almost finished eating."

Lin Feng quickly raised his hand to stop her, turned to look at Su Wan, and softened his tone:

"Wan'er, let's talk about this later. Let the guests finish their meal first, okay?"

He then went over and kissed Su Wan's forehead, and Su Wan finally let go of her pout.

Vivian immediately objected, pouting, "Honey, I want some too."

Helpless, Lin Feng went over and kissed Vivian.

Tang Xiaorui retorted, not to be outdone: "Honey, I'm in too!"