Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 3, Feel the Passion of the Youth

Lin Yiren couldn't help but question, "You're not seriously considering it, are you?"

Huang Ruirui took a drag from her cigarette, her gaze distant and full of desire. "I've been single for years. I haven't encountered a man who truly stirred my heart until now. Finally, there's this… no, not a puppy, more like a donkey. Shouldn't I consider my own happiness?"

Lin Yiren chuckled, remarking, "Just arriving in the county and already snagged by a wealthy lady. The luck of that guy is truly incredible."

Huang Ruirui's eyes blazed with interest. "Primarily, his… ahem, his assets are quite appealing. And, of course, his looks align perfectly with my preferences. I wouldn't mind a brief dalliance to experience the passion of youth!"

She paused, a knowing smile gracing her lips. "As long as you're not envious."

Lin Yiren pouted playfully. "Don't worry, I won't be jealous of him."

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Upon emerging from the bathroom after his shower, Xu Wendong found Lin Yiren and Huang Ruirui relaxing in the living room, engrossed in television and nibbling on fruits.

Huang Ruirui had undergone a transformation, swapping her previous attire for a figure-hugging black strapless dress. A diamond necklace adorned her neck, and as she sat, her generous cleavage seemed poised for a daring escape, drawing every gaze.

Her flawlessly white, elegantly shaped legs rested idly on the coffee table, stretching out with an alluring languor that spoke of endless length. Xu Wendong finally grasped the true meaning of 'legs for days'.

Her delicate feet were fair and exquisite, each toenail painted a perfect shade of pink, resembling a miniature masterpiece that beckoned a painter's touch.

While Lin Yiren possessed her own undeniable beauty, it paled in comparison to Huang Ruirui's allure.

If Lin Yiren's charm was akin to a vibrant rose, Huang Ruirui was a proud plum blossom blooming amidst snow and ice, her every movement radiating a commanding, almost intimidating coolness, much like a formidable female CEO.

"Wow, I had no idea you were quite so handsome!" Huang Ruirui’s gaze swept over Xu Wendong with keen interest.

Standing at approximately six feet tall, with tousled short hair and chiseled features that seemed carved by a master artist, his sun-kissed skin exuded a powerful, masculine charm.

Dressed in a black polo shirt paired with form-fitting gray skinny jeans, he presented a striking figure, resembling a high-fashion model on a runway or an elite professional from a prestigious office building, a far cry from his earlier unkempt appearance.

At that moment, even Lin Yiren felt a flutter in her heart. Setting aside Xu Wendong's substantial physical attributes, his sheer good looks alone were enough to captivate countless women.

"Your name is Xu Wendong, correct? You startled me earlier. So, tell me, how will you make amends?" Huang Ruirui inquired, feigning seriousness.

Xu Wendong felt a surge of indignation. Clearly, she was the one who had startled him and initiated the physical contact, yet she was blaming him.

He yearned to retort, but considering she was Lin Yiren's close friend and he was currently a guest in their home, he suppressed his grievances, feeling a helpless unease.

Noticing Xu Wendong's discomfort, Lin Yiren intervened with a light laugh. "Wendong, Ruirui is just teasing you. Don't be so tense. She's my best friend. You two can consider yourselves like siblings."

She couldn't quite explain her impulse to help this 'poor relative' she didn't particularly favor, as if she couldn't bear to see her handsome cousin distressed by her best friend's playful advances.

Just then, Lin Yiren's phone began to ring. She answered and then complained, "What are you so busy with? Why didn't you pick up when I called earlier? Alright, alright, hurry back. Wendong is here. Oh, and remember to grab a few dishes from the restaurant on your way. It's too hot, and I really don't feel like cooking." With that, she ended the call.

Xu Wendong quickly interjected, "Sister-in-law, please ask Brother not to incur unnecessary expense. I've brought ingredients, and I'll be cooking dinner myself."

Finally presented with an opportunity to showcase his culinary talents, how could he possibly let it pass?

Lin Yiren looked at him with newfound interest. "You can cook?"

Xu Wendong nodded, offering a simple, honest smile. "My grandpa frequently entertained guests. Living alone, I picked up cooking. It's been about ten years now."

"So you started learning to cook at the age of eight?" Huang Ruirui inquired, her expression etched with disbelief, a tender ache stirring within her. It seemed Chen Nan's past experiences had awakened her maternal instincts.

Xu Wendong replied, "Before I turned eight."

"You're not even eighteen yet?" Huang Ruirui's composed demeanor faltered. She struggled to comprehend how someone not yet eighteen could possess such remarkable qualities.

Could he have been nurtured on growth hormones?

She contemplated whether it would be morally wrong to pursue someone who was still legally a minor.

Xu Wendong appeared somewhat embarrassed. "Today is my eighteenth birthday."

Lin Yiren and Huang Ruirui inquired in unison, "Is today your birthday?"

Xu Wendong nodded, quickly shifting the topic, "Sister-in-law, Sister Ruirui, my cooking skills are quite decent. This isn't mere boasting; my brother also favors my dishes. You all continue chatting, and I'll head to the kitchen to prepare the meal." He then made his way to the kitchen, understanding the necessity of proving his worth while under another's roof.

While many might find the act of slaughtering a chicken daunting, it presented no difficulty for Xu Wendong, who had mastered making noodles by seven, preparing fish by eight, slaughtering chickens by nine, pigs by ten, and cows by eleven.

With practiced skill, he dispatched a chicken, meticulously plucked its feathers, and prepared a turtle, crafting the renowned dish, "Farewell My Concubine." The tantalizing aroma wafting from the dish was so exquisite that the two beauties in the living room could not help but offer their admiration.

Next, he stir-fried farm eggs with green onions, achieving a golden hue that was instantly appetizing.

Furthermore, utilizing the available ingredients in the refrigerator, he prepared an eggplant dish with garlic and a spicy stir-fried meat dish.

Just as he finished arranging the four dishes on the dining table, his cousin, Xu Wenjian, returned, carrying four takeaway boxes. Standing at approximately five feet ten inches, dressed in a suit and spectacles, he exuded an air of refined sophistication.

Upon seeing Xu Wendong in an apron, a simple and earnest smile on his face, Xu Wenjian quickly exclaimed, "Brother, it's my fault. Everything today is my fault. I should have come to pick you up from the station, but work was rather demanding."

Xu Wendong responded, "Brother, we're not strangers. Speaking that way makes our relationship seem distant."

Xu Wenjian chuckled heartily, "All right, all right. I'll go change my clothes first, and we'll have a good drink later, just us brothers." He then greeted Huang Ruirui, evidently accustomed to her frequent visits to his home.

Xu Wendong took the four takeaway boxes from his cousin and transferred their contents into serving plates, creating a rather sumptuous display of eight dishes on the dining table.

Precisely as Xu Wenjian finished changing and called everyone to dine, the doorbell chimed. He promptly answered it, his brow furrowing at the sight of a cake delivery, "Is this a mistake?"

Huang Ruirui, lounging before the dining table, weakly stated, "I ordered the cake for Wendong. As his cousin, didn't you know he's turning eighteen today?"

Xu Wendong gazed incredulously at the stunningly beautiful Huang Ruirui. She had actually ordered a cake for him?

His heart swelled with a mix of unfamiliar emotions, as this was the first time in his life anyone had ordered a cake for him, and it was from a woman he barely knew.

Although the cake might not have been exceptionally expensive, it brought a warmth to Xu Wendong's solitary heart.

This was the very first cake of his life.

This marked his coming-of-age celebration!

He silently vowed to himself that he would repay this kindness of the cake in the future!

And so, the four of them gathered at the dining table, lit a candle for a wish, and Xu Wendong cut the cake, serving each person a slice. However, just as he settled into his chair, he felt a soft foot subtly reach out from beneath the table, uninhibitedly touching his leg.

He shivered and instinctively glanced at Huang Ruirui, who was seated opposite him, her hand resting under her chin.

Huang Ruirui's foot then slid along Xu Wendong's leg, moving upwards between his thighs. A captivating smile graced her lips as she asked, "Brother Wendong, am I part of your wish?"