"Didn’t Zhang ilan promise she would cooperate with us, from the inside and out, to drive Qin Long away by any ans necessary?" Wang Ming asked. "But recently, it seems as if Qin Long has struck it rich, buying luxury cars, designer clothes, and jewelry. I just secretly signaled her, but she completely ignored . I suspect she’s been swayed."
Old Master Tang’s face was also grim and filled with doubt. Why did Qin Long suddenly have so much money? Based on Zhang ilan’s personality, she should have cooperated. Although the Tang Family had fallen on hard tis, they could still afford such things. In fact, they had just restored Tang Xuewu’s family to their standing in the inner courtyard, which ca with a quarterly dividend of several million alone.
The Tang Family now needed the backing of a first-rate family like the Wang Family. Without a doubt, a marriage alliance was their only path forward. He had already sounded out Wang Ming, who was interested only in Tang Xuewu, not Tang Chuchu. The Wang Family, a rising power among Jiangzhong’s elite, was their best choice. No matter how Qin Long tried to curry favor with Tang Xuewu’s family, it would be useless. Unless he was richer than a country, which was obviously impossible.
"Are you saying that fool suddenly ca into a fortune?" Wang Ming pressed. "He didn’t get the money through illegal channels, did he? Or could he have mortgaged your Tang Family Ancestral House? That’s the very foundation of the Tang Family. If that’s been touched, your family’s fortune is ruined. A disaster that will cost you both family and wealth is imminent."
Wang Ming deliberately aid his accusation at the Tang Family Ancestral House. It was likely the Tang Family’s last resort, and it was also his ultimate goal.
Hearing this, Old Master Tang was stunned. His eyes widened, and his body trembled. "That bastard! He must have mortgaged Tang Xuewu’s share of the ancestral house! How else could he afford luxury cars and designer bags?" Old Master Tang was now thoroughly enraged.
"Old Master, please don’t be angry," Wang Ming said magnanimously, though he was sneering inside. "Leave this to . I will make sure you get your ancestral property back."
Gritting his teeth, Old Master Tang patted Wang Ming’s shoulder. "Thank you, Young Master Wang. It seems Zhang ilan was kept in the dark about this as well. Once she finds out, she will surely prefer you as a son-in-law."
Old Master Tang did his utmost to arrange the match. Qin Long was not only disabled, but he had also repeatedly played with Tang Xuewu’s emotions. How could he possibly compare to Wang Ming? Wang Ming was the young master of the preeminent Wang Family of Jiangzhong, wielding imnse power. Furthermore, he was young, wealthy, handso, and utterly devoted to Xuewu. Most importantly, he was a heavenly prodigy. No sane person would choose to marry a disabled man like Qin Long.
"I have absolute confidence, Old Master," Wang Ming declared, his expression filled with disdain. He didn’t consider Qin Long a rival in the slightest. "That cripple is utterly unworthy of competing with for Tang Xuewu. I’m only being considerate of Xuewu’s reputation right now; otherwise, I would have already begun pursuing her relentlessly."
"Good, good. Rest assured, I will speak with ilan soon and we will drive this toad out of the Tang Family," Old Master Tang advised. "You should also be ready on your end."
"Old Master, just you watch. I’ve already booked the Sky Garden at the Longquan Hotel. There, in front of all of Jiangzhong’s most powerful figures, I will give Xuewu a grand proposal banquet and make her the happiest woman in the city."
Wang Ming was suprely confident. After all, who could refuse such an extravagant proposal? When the ti ca, he, Wang Ming, would be the most dazzling man there. I’m going to steal Qin Long’s woman right from under his nose. Who knows, maybe the fool will be so distraught he’ll jump off a building.
"Young Master Wang, you treat Xuewu so well," Old Master Tang said, extrely grateful.
Wang Ming was already lost in a fantasy of Tang Xuewu throwing herself into his arms that day, of the wild scenes they would create in bed. Her luscious red lips, her naturally stunning face, her skin that was whiter than snow, her long and fair jade-like legs, her stunningly curvaceous figure, those irresistible, proud snowy peaks, and those perfect, peach-like buttocks. The re thought was enough to make him want to scream with madness.
「anwhile.」
On the top floor of the Yaolong Group, Qin Long arrived, having rushed straight there after dropping Xuewu off at her company. This was where he would find the Snow Heart Grass he so desperately desired.
In the Super VIP lounge, Zhao Ruoying personally lit a cigarette for Qin Long. She had already sent her people to fetch the herb with the utmost haste. Qin Long and Zhao Ruoying waited quietly. By now, Zhao Ruoying had a good grasp of Qin Long’s temperant: he preferred to keep a low profile.
"Mr. Qin, I used all my connections and went to great lengths to finally track down this Snow Heart Grass," she began. She wanted to ntion her efforts, not to ask for a reward, but to strengthen the friendship between them. "It’s an incredibly precious item, growing only in the Extre Cold Land."
Qin Long chuckled and blew a smoke ring. "President Zhao, I owe you one." This must have cost her a great deal of money and favors. After all, this was the herb that could allow him to stand again!
"Please, Mr. Qin, think nothing of it. It’s the least I could do for a friend," Zhao Ruoying said, covering her mouth with her hand as she gave a faint smile.
As a shrewd woman, Zhao Ruoying knew so things were better left unsaid. I’m helping you because I want to be your friend, not to imdiately demand a favor in return. It’s enough that you understand. The way she spoke and acted always put people at ease.
"Indeed. The Snow Heart Grass grows in the Extre Cold Land and is exceedingly rare," Qin Long said, his knowledge coming from his master’s teachings. "Most people think it’s about as valuable as a snow lotus, but it’s a truly priceless herb with unique dicinal properties that few people know about." This kind of Snow Heart Grass was extrely difficult to find, and it was rarely ever put up for sale.
"That’s right, Mr. Qin. I consulted many masters of traditional Chinese dicine, and none of them recognized it. Even the president of the Jiangzhong Traditional Chinese dicine Association couldn’t identify it. If you hadn’t provided a description, we wouldn’t have even known what to look for. Because of this, there wasn’t much competition for it," Zhao Ruoying said, her voice filled with awe. Qin Long is truly worthy of his title, dical Immortal. He knows about herbs that even the president of the association has never heard of. This is just more proof of his extraordinary skill!
"Mr. Qin, the other day, when the person I sent was turned away by the police, I imdiately notified Mr. Jiang," Zhao Ruoying said, probing tentatively. "Now that things have gone sour... how exactly did Han Bing offend you?" She had to ask; after all, Han Bing had been her recomndation.
Qin Long waved his hand dismissively, clearly unwilling to explain. "Let’s drop the subject. And rember, don’t go casually telling others about my identity as the dical Immortal. I don’t like it." He took a puff from his cigarette, giving another slight wave.
"This..." Zhao Ruoying began, sensing the anger in his tone. She imdiately stood to apologize. "I was actually just hoping to introduce you to so people in my high-society circle. I’ll be more careful in the future. I won’t introduce anyone to you unless I have your permission, and certainly not anyone untrustworthy."
"No harm done," Qin Long said with a faint smile.
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