"What’s the trouble?" Tang Xuewu frowned at Qin Long.
"I know my own condition very well. Normal thods can’t cure it," Qin Long explained honestly. "Besides, I already have a way, but it requires a specific dicinal herb."
However, Tang Xuewu thought he was just brushing her off.
"Qin Long, can you please be a bit more reasonable?" she pleaded. "So of what my mother says makes sense. If you would just prove yourself, she wouldn’t deliberately pick on you. And as for all those other things... I just can’t..."
Tang Xuewu trailed off, unable to bring herself to say the words. She didn’t want to expose him completely and leave him utterly humiliated. But Qin Long just kept lying, one ti after another. Even after being caught, he continued to spin his tall tales.
He claid the partnership with Yaolong Group was thanks to him. At the ti, I was so happy, thinking he was finally changing. But the very next day, Wang Ming and Zhao Ruoying showed up at the Tang residence and announced their cooperation. That proved it was entirely Wang Ming’s achievent.
Later, when the company was facing a crisis with its manufacturing, he took to withdraw money, claiming the card was linked to an account full of money. But when we got to the partnered jewelry bank, it turned out to be a useless card. In the end, it was Wang Ming who lent us ten million to overco the crisis. Then, when Grandfather was critically ill, Qin Long said he had a way. But all he asked for was an alcohol lamp! If an alcohol lamp could cure Grandfather, what would be the point of all the hospital’s experts and equipnt?
Later, Mu Daochun, the expert Wang Ming invited, stated categorically that there was no way Qin Long had cured Grandfather. He said Qin Long just happened to be there when Grandfather woke up and deliberately stole the credit. And today, he had the audacity to claim he booked the Sky Garden at Jiangzhong’s Longquan Hotel. Isn’t that just ridiculous? Could his background possibly be more powerful than that of the young master of Jiangzhong’s Wang Family? Every single one of these incidents proved that Qin Long loved to take credit for others’ accomplishnts to deceive her.
Tang Xuewu couldn’t even bring herself to make excuses for him anymore. She frowned deeply at Qin Long. "I can look past everything else," she said, her voice laced with helplessness. "But your leg... I’ve consulted countless experts, and none of them could do anything. If your dical skills are so great, then cure your own right leg. Walk up to , fully healed, propose, and prove everyone wrong. Can you actually do that?"
Hearing this, Qin Long was tempted to try the dicinal pill. But if he used it and it failed to heal him, he would lose his one precious chance to stand again. That would truly be the end of him. So, he had to wait. He couldn’t use it unless he was absolutely out of options.
"Can you do it?" Tang Xuewu asked, her large, watery eyes fixed on him.
For a mont, Qin Long was at a loss for words. After all, the ridians in his leg were damaged. With current dical technology, there was no shortcut. The only way was through pill refinent.
"Xuewu, no one else can cure my condition," Qin Long said, looking at her with newfound confidence. "But I’ve found a way to treat it. I’m just missing a single dicinal herb called Snow Heart Grass. It has to be at least nine years old. It grows in extrely cold regions, and almost no one knows of its miraculous properties."
"Really?" Hearing this, Tang Xuewu suddenly grabbed his hand, her excitent palpable.
"Really," Qin Long nodded solemnly. "Once I find it, I’ll be back on my feet within three days."
"Okay. I’ll ask so herb suppliers to help look for it." Tang Xuewu decided to give Qin Long one last chance.
After helping Qin Long with his dicinal soak and massage, she was about to take a shower and go to bed when she heard Zhang ilan and Tang De arguing outside.
"Grandfather’s words must be true! Where else would that Qin Long get so much money?" Zhang ilan snapped, her voice full of impatience. "I know Grandfather has always wanted Wang Ming to pursue Xuewu, but he would never joke about the ancestral ho! It must be Qin Long who’s lying to us!"
"How is that possible?" Tang De countered, waving his hands dismissively. "How could Qin Long mortgage the Tang family’s ancestral ho? He doesn’t have the deed! I’ve never even seen the deed myself. Could he have stolen it without anyone noticing?"
"Couldn’t he have gotten soone to help him?" Zhang ilan sneered back. "That brat knows Zhao Ruoying and Sir Jiang! Maybe they were the ones who did it, planning to split the money from the house afterward!"
Tang De was rendered speechless.
"Tang De, don’t you dare side with him just because he bought you a blue-and-white porcelain tea set!" Zhang ilan grew more agitated, pushing her husband angrily. "When our family ho gets sold, let’s see how you and Xuewu will be able to show your faces in public!"
"From what I’ve seen of Qin Long lately, he’s not that kind of person," Tang De said, blocking her hand. "The way he looks at Xuewu is filled with affection and concern. My observation can’t be wrong. Trust a man’s intuition on this."
"Oh, look at you, the master observer!" Zhang ilan scoffed, her expression full of scorn. "Has a worthless little teacup put you under its spell?"
"This has nothing to do with the teacup," Tang De insisted. "ilan, if Qin Long were really so deceitful, why would Mom have insisted on him getting engaged to Xuewu? Our mother, Tang Rulan, was a business legend. She would never misjudge soone’s character so badly!"
At this, even Zhang ilan fell silent. Tang Rulan was the person the entire Tang Family admired most, her status beyond question. If not for her untily death, she would surely have led the family to even greater heights.
"You have a point, De," Zhang ilan finally conceded, though she still sounded angry. "But it’s also possible Qin Long is just very good at hiding his true colors and managed to fool Mom. Ugh, just thinking about him gives a headache! And do you know what that cripple was bragging about today? He actually claid the Sky Garden for the fiftieth-anniversary celebration is *his* venue! He even said he’s going to propose to Xuewu there. I nearly died laughing! I told him that if he can pull it off, I’ll let Xuewu marry him."
Hearing this, even Tang De couldn’t help but chuckle. The Sky Garden at Jiangzhong’s Longquan Hotel had already been booked by Wang Ming. As the top hotel in Jiangzhong, it was always in high demand. Booking it wasn’t sothing that could be done with money alone, especially not the Sky Garden.
"Tang De, weren’t you just defending him a minute ago?" Zhang ilan snorted, her tone leaving no room for argunt. "It’s obvious Qin Long is a complete and utter fraud. If you really care about Xuewu, you’ll hurry up and find a way to kick him out of the Tang Family!"
Tang De frowned at her words. After a mont’s thought, he said slowly, "Don’t be so hasty. The fiftieth-anniversary celebration is just around the corner."
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