Chapter Ninety-Nine: Offering Oneself Is an Impropriety

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Offering Oneself Is Not Appropriate

Qin Wan’er was speechless. She rolled her eyes in frustration and quickly turned her head away. “Stop pretending like you’ve been insulted, okay? Put on your clothes!”

Xu Yun was a bit confused. It was late at night, she came to his room, didn’t want him to take off his clothes, but insisted he put them on? Was there any logic to this? Could it be that she was afraid someone might overhear, and they needed to go out...

Before Xu Yun could finish his wild thoughts, Qin Wan’er’s threatening voice came through: “Put on your clothes. Don’t make me say it a third time.”

Uh, Xu Yun obediently pulled on his board shorts. “Are we going out on a date? Just to clarify, I don’t have a car anymore, so no car sex...”

“Do you believe I’ll castrate you?” Qin Wan’er gritted her teeth in frustration at this jerk. “Can you be serious for once?”

Xu Yun was utterly speechless. A decent person would be in bed asleep at this hour. “Alright, alright, stop sulking. I’m dressed.”

Qin Wan’er finally turned back with a face full of mock anger.

“It’s not like I haven’t seen it before...” Xu Yun muttered quietly, recalling how she had seen him naked that day in the shower.

Qin Wan’er snapped sharply, “Xu Yun, I warn you, you’d better forget what happened that night quickly. Otherwise, watch out for an accidental gunshot!”

“Alright, alright, no one will say a word.” Xu Yun hurriedly replied, after all, he hadn’t suffered any real loss of dignity. “Now, tell me the real reason for this late-night visit.”

Qin Wan’er pulled up a chair and sat down in front of him. Earlier that evening, Shan Jiahao had insisted on apprenticing under Xu Yun, which sparked a thought in Qin Wan’er’s mind. She suddenly felt she had to learn some skills from Xu Yun.

Why was it necessary? Because she was a police officer and would inevitably face all kinds of criminals. She wasn’t afraid of ordinary thugs, but if she encountered those truly skilled villains, she would have no chance to fight back.

Now, Qin Wan’er needed to prepare herself to face real bad guys, so she had to improve. The half-hearted martial arts learned at the academy were fine against small-time troublemakers, but utterly insufficient against genuine threats.

“Starting today, you’re responsible for training me into a master,” Qin Wan’er declared firmly. “You can’t refuse. I’m not some little kid like Shan Hongning’s brother. Don’t think you can just brush me off. I won’t be running miles every day to buy you goji berries.”

Xu Yun hadn’t expected Qin Wan’er to have such thoughts. He shrugged and refused. “There are rules for taking apprentices. If you can’t commit to buying goji berries for a month, I won’t teach you.”

Qin Wan’er pressed on aggressively, “I’m asking you again—will you teach me or not?”

“No.” Xu Yun shook his head. “I’m not running a tutoring class. You don’t just sign up whenever you want.”

Suddenly, Qin Wan’er unbuttoned two buttons at her shirt collar. “Xu Yun, you better think carefully—are you going to teach me or not?”

Xu Yun’s eyes lit up. He admitted he was stunned by her boldness. Qin Wan’er’s figure was already breathtaking, and now with those two buttons undone, she looked utterly captivating. If it weren’t for his considerable self-restraint, he might have already nosebled.

Girls these days really had guts—to boldly offer themselves just to learn skills! Such a disciple had to be accepted. Xu Yun was no saint who could resist every beautiful woman into his arms—in this case, the more beautiful the disciple, the better.

Before Xu Yun could even say the word “teach,” Qin Wan’er spoke again: “Have you decided?”

“I have. Hehe, since you’re offering yourself, it would be rude not to accept.” Xu Yun struggled to keep his composure. “When do we start?”

“Offering myself? Dream on!” Qin Wan’er glared at him. “If you don’t agree, I’ll accuse you of harassment.”

Damn! A threat?! Xu Yun thought he had stumbled into a romantic opportunity, only to realize it was a disaster in disguise. If she shouted like that, she’d wake up Guoguo and the others, and then it would be one big mess—impossible to explain.

Qin Wan’er, speaking while unbuttoning a third button, slid her shirt back to reveal her bare shoulder in a way that was indescribably enchanting. “I’ll count to three.”

Xu Yun swallowed hard.

“One!”

“I’ll teach!” Xu Yun knew he had no choice. More people would believe Qin Wan’er wasn’t that bored than believe he was innocent.

Qin Wan’er finally showed a victorious gleam in her eyes and quickly buttoned her shirt back up. Learning skills these days was no easy matter—she had already revealed so much...

“Tell me, what do you want to learn?” Xu Yun looked somewhat miserable.

“Whatever you know, teach me,” Qin Wan’er said without hesitation. She knew she couldn’t match Xu Yun’s skills in fists, blades, or firearms. “Something that can quickly subdue an enemy. Just the moves you usually use.”

Xu Yun was speechless. What he used were the simplest military boxing techniques, relying on flexible adaptation in combat. To truly master skills at the highest level, one needed to open all the meridians—a feat only a top-notch expert could achieve. So for Qin Wan’er to reach that level was pure fantasy.

But at this stage, if he didn’t teach her anything, she might never leave. “The best weapon for quickly neutralizing an enemy is a handgun. Nothing else compares.”

Qin Wan’er frowned, unconvinced. “I already know that. No need to teach me.”

“That’s not necessarily true.” Xu Yun shook his head and tossed his phone to her. “If you held a gun right now and I was the criminal, how would you aim and shoot?”

Qin Wan’er held the phone with both hands as if it were a pistol and aimed it at Xu Yun. “This is enough to take you down.”

Xu Yun shook his head, took the phone from her, held it single-handedly, and stood with feet apart in a V-shape. “Handgun shooting is generally done with one hand, arm extended, to minimize shaking and improve stability. That’s the foundation of accurate shooting. You holding it with both hands shows a lack of confidence and poor stability.”

His words hit Qin Wan’er’s weakness. She was indeed used to holding a gun with both hands because she thought it reduced wrist shaking.

“I’m afraid I don’t have enough strength, so the gun isn’t steady,” she explained.

Xu Yun shook his head. “The key to a steady grip is balanced force, not arm strength. Handling a pistol requires understanding five key points: stance, grip, posture, extension, and rotation.”

Qin Wan’er hadn’t learned these at the police academy. “Where did you learn to shoot?”

“Uh, at the shooting range,” Xu Yun said. “If you want to learn, follow what I say.”

Suddenly, Qin Wan’er turned and left Xu Yun’s room. A minute later, she returned with her own gun. It was unloaded, safety on, but since she had decided to trust Xu Yun, she was determined to learn properly.

“Very serious. Not bad,” Xu Yun smiled lightly. “When gripping, apply even pressure. The gun handle should press into the web between thumb and forefinger. Relax your index finger. Keep your wrist and upper arm straight, using the upper arm to drive the lower arm.”

Qin Wan’er followed his instructions carefully. These steps were somewhat familiar from the academy.

“Your arm should be relaxed but not bent,” Xu Yun came closer to guide her. “You don’t need to puff your chest out. Why are you sticking it out so much...”

“Xu Yun...” Qin Wan’er’s body radiated a chilling aura.

“Uh... sorry, I forgot you’re... well, born that way...” Xu Yun stammered.

The two practiced in the room, completely unaware that Guoguo had gotten up and gone to the bathroom. When Guoguo emerged, yawning, she was immediately drawn by the sounds from Xu Yun’s room.

“Spread your legs, wider... oh no, not that wide, shoulder-width is enough...”

“Is this good? Can I shoot now?”

Guoguo’s eyes widened. Big trouble. She never imagined her dad was actually getting involved with Sister Wan’er! Forgetting all about what was appropriate for kids, she pushed open Xu Yun’s door.

Xu Yun and Qin Wan’er were genuinely startled.

Guoguo looked confused. She had been excited at the prospect of seeing something forbidden, only to find them striking odd poses. “Dad, Sister Wan’er, what are you two doing?”

“Huff...” Qin Wan’er sighed with relief when she saw Guoguo. “Nothing. Sister Wan’er just has some things she wants him to teach her. Guoguo, be a good girl and go back to sleep.”

“Hehe, she’s apprenticing,” Xu Yun said seriously. “Godfather definitely hasn’t done anything to betray your mom.”

Guoguo shrugged. “Sister Wan’er, what exactly are you having Dad teach you?”

“Sister asked your dad to teach me how to shoot a handgun,” Qin Wan’er said, then blushed, realizing how that sounded.

Xu Yun broke into a cold sweat. Couldn’t they be a bit more delicate in phrasing?

Luckily, Guoguo was innocent and naive, not catching the unintended double meaning. She nodded to Qin Wan’er. “Sister Wan’er, study hard! Teach me when you learn it. I’m going to sleep now.”

“Okay, okay!” Qin Wan’er hurriedly agreed. Learning something worthwhile these days was truly hard.

Watching Guoguo toddle off, Xu Yun had to issue a strict warning: “Qin Wan’er, can we study during the day from now on? It’s too late at night and easily misunderstood. Luckily, Guoguo is clueless. What if Sister Shuang came and asked? Would you tell her I’m teaching you to shoot handguns too?”

“Get lost, go die!” Qin Wan’er showed no respect for her teacher, glaring fiercely. “It’s all your fault for teaching me this. Tomorrow I want to learn hand-to-hand combat! Good night!”

Watching Qin Wan’er storm off angrily, Xu Yun felt utterly innocent. Who had he offended? Staying up late, working hard to teach, only to get told to “go die” in return.

Well, he never expected a gentle thank-you kiss like Ruan Qingshuang’s. If she didn’t kick him in the crotch, that was already a great mercy.

Xu Yun, ever content, smiled and went to sleep. There were tasks to tackle early the next morning.

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