( ) Chapter 1073: The Grief of a Lone Wolf Though she had spoken these words merely to avoid making Feiyan uncomfortable, the moment she said them, a pang of sadness settled in her heart. How could she forget? For several days, Land Yun had been absent—when he finally returned, she had been constantly worried. She had rushed over to see him only to find him staring at another girl, especially at a place that was most intimate, completely oblivious to her feelings— ( ) With Xiao Yu’s gentle reminder, Land Yun finally regained his composure and offered a slightly awkward smile. “Hey, I’m not even ill. I just found the lectures a bit dull and couldn’t help but call out. I didn’t expect to have you all so concerned. Sorry, sorry!” Upon hearing that Land Yun was fine, Feiyan’s heart lightened as if a stone had finally been lifted. As she recalled how Land Yun had gazed at her with such warmth and intensity, a wave of embarrassment surged through her. She quickly turned to Lian Hongyu and said, “Hongyu, I’ll go get some things from my dorm. I’ll be off now.” Without waiting for Land Yun’s Pressed firmly against her chest by Lu Yun's hands, Liang Hongyu glanced nervously toward the classroom door, then whispered softly, "No, neither I nor Xiao Ying sister have thought of you at all. It's you who've never thought of us—how could we possibly think of you?" As if she felt her weight wasn't sufficient, Liang added Lu Xiaoying into the conversation. Such heavy pressure indeed. While gently holding the softest cotton ball, Lu Yun said, "I've actually done something truly remarkable these past two days. If it weren't for that, I would have been with you all at school long before now." Upon hearing this, Liang Hongyu looked at him in surprise and asked, "A remarkable thing?" Lu Yun nodded and then recounted in full detail what had happened over the past two days—of course, completely omitting the events involving the older ladies, including Xiao Huan and the others. By the time he finished, exhausted from speaking, he beamed proudly and said, "So, doesn't this sound like something truly remarkable?" Liang Hongyu nodded in agreement, yet looked at Lu Yun with a questioning gaze, saying, "So it seems Li Tingting has already become your girlfriend." Lu Yun nodded. "Yes, I've already told you this before. Xiao Ying—could you please help me say a few words to her?" Liang Hongyu remained silent, as though she hadn't heard Lu Yun at all, and only after a while slowly replied, "Lu Yun, could you tell me how many girlfriends you actually have now?" Noticing the undercurrent of subtle resentment in Liang Hongyu's tone, Lu Yun replied seriously, "Let me count them for you—you, Xiao Ying, Tingting, and Ning Jie..." "Wait a minute—who is Ning Jie?" Liang Hongyu suddenly interrupted Lu Yun's words and asked, "Zhang Ning." Lu Yun answered decisively. For matters like this, Lu Yun had never hesitated to be open—indeed, the more he concealed it from the women close to him, the greater the harm he caused. This simple truth he fully understood. As long as the method was right, no matter how many women surrounded him, they would all remain harmonious and at ease. His grand strategy of managing three thousand consorts—how could he possibly achieve that without some skill? With just thirty women around him, he'd surely be overwhelmed. Liang Hongyu looked at Lu Yun in surprise, "When did you start being with her? I didn't know at all." Lu Yun simply didn’t have time to tell Liang Hongyu and Xiao Ying about this. Moreover, if it weren’t for Zhang Ning’s words—“You’re my husband”—Lu Yun would still have been too hesitant to harbor any special feelings for Zhang Ning. After all, Zhang Yi, like a guardian deity, had been constantly watching over his sister, and no matter how bold Lu Yun was, he dared not overstep his bounds. Subsequently, during the brief break between classes, Lu Yun fully disclosed everything about his relationship with Zhang Ning. He also poured out all the details about himself, Dan Dan, and Si Ma Rou, so as not to make the girls feel awkward when he mentioned someone new. Liang Hongyu listened intently, her facial expressions shifting dramatically. No matter how one might adjust, the presence of several unfamiliar women in her husband’s life inevitably stirred waves of emotion within her. Yet, by the time Lu Yun finished speaking, she had settled into a more composed mindset. Liang Hongyu, Xiao Ying, Dan Dan, Ting Ting, Fei Yan, Si Ma Rou, and Zhang Ning—counting them all, Lu Yun now had seven women in his life, each one exceptionally beautiful and intelligent. In that moment, A wave of emotion surged through her heart instantly. Liang Hongyu lowered her head, barely noticing as Lu Yun’s claws, already digging into the lining of her blouse, continued to press. Feeling the subtle changes in Xiao Yu, Lu Yun’s hands, now firmly gripping the smooth, proud curves of her breasts, paused mid-motion. Gently, he whispered into her ear, “Xiao Yu, no matter how many women are around me, you and they are all my favorites. I will never let any of you feel overlooked or treated unfairly.” Liang Hongyu’s eyes glistened as she nodded. The kind of man one is with shapes the mental preparation one must make—this was not only true for Liang Hongyu, but also shared by Xiao Ying, Dan Dan, and every woman in Lu Yun’s circle. The only concern they all harbored was that as more women entered Lu Yun’s life, they might eventually be left behind—just as ancient emperors often favored their consorts at times of passion, only to gradually forget most of them over time. “Xiao Yu, you’ve grown so much,” Lu Yun said, smiling. “What have you been eating lately?” Lu Yun, vigorously kneading Lu Hongyu's soft flesh, suddenly asked a question. Lu Hongyu, who had been feeling down, instantly blushed deeply upon hearing Lu Yun's words, her cheeks flushed with vibrant red, her demeanor increasingly shy and delicate. Yet within, she felt delightfully pleased—her efforts over these days finally noticed by Lu Yun, how could she not be happy? Especially here—how could any girl not desire a larger size? And surely, her husband would appreciate that too. With a slightly shy smile, Lu Hongyu stammered, unwilling to speak. "Say it, then—wouldn't you feel embarrassed if I told you?" Lu Yun found himself even more drawn to her current shy and delicate appearance, and pressed on with further questions. "I don't actually feel any change myself," Lu Hongyu replied, her voice shy but carrying an undeniable sense of pride. Lu Yun naturally sensed the shift in her mood, and chuckled softly, "Truly, no change at all?" "Liang Hongyu nodded. "Very well. I'll lift my dress and take a good look—perhaps there's actually something changed. Could it be just my imagination?"