Fang Yu hadn’t expected Miss Cui to co to him again to see a doctor.
For this circle of friends to co speaking for her wasn’t surprising either; if it had been anyone else’s body, they would’ve just given a direct order. You eat people’s food, take people’s money, your mouth and hands are tied. Let alone soone like Miss Cui. Asking for his opinion with this kind of attitude was already showing a lot of respect.
"You didn’t even ask what illness it is and just agreed like that?"
"You know this place belongs to the Cui Family. We’re under soone else’s roof; we have to bow our heads." Fang Yu casually found an excuse.
"I think the way that Miss Cui looks at you seems a little off."
"Impossible. She’s Divine Race, a noble High Class Divine Race, and the young lady of the Cui Family. I’m just a lowly human from Earth."
"But she doesn’t know you’re from Earth, and she’s treating you with great respect. As the Cui family’s young lady, for her to treat a strange man like this... my woman’s intuition tells she’s into you."
"..."
Fang Yu was speechless.
In this kind of situation, the more he tried to argue, the less aningful it beca, so he simply didn’t deny it.
Instead he went the other way.
"If she’s into , that’s her business. It’s not like I can stop her. Anyway, I’m never going to like her. Besides, your husband is so outstanding; other won liking is perfectly normal. You don’t need to worry. I only have you in my heart, isn’t that enough?"
Hearing this, Ye Wenjun laughed, her smile seductive.
A question that should’ve cost him his life turned into a freebie question.
"Such a smooth talker."
While the two of them were talking, the maid Furong walked over from outside.
"Mr. Fang, the patient has already gone to the guest room. Please co with ."
"Got it."
Fang Yu shot Ye Wenjun a look, and the two of them got up at the sa ti and walked out. The maid Furong’s gaze swept over the two of them with a hint of scrutiny; she glanced at Ye Wenjun, then nodded and led the way.
Before long, they arrived at the guest room.
As soon as they entered, a middle‑aged man walked up.
The middle‑aged man was wearing a special outfit. Fang Yu knew this outfit—it was the uniform of the Orderers. Which ant this middle‑aged man was one of the Orderers. This surprised Fang Yu. Why would an Orderer appear in the Cui Family? Had those Restrictors already tracked them to the Cui Family? That fast?
Just then—
The middle‑aged man stepped up to greet him.
"Hello, Mr. Fang. Miss Cui said you’re a brilliant Doctor with extraordinary thods. Please, you must cure my daughter. I will be endlessly grateful."
"And you are...?"
"Here’s the situation. This is Mr. Liu, team leader of the Orderers’ West District squad. Mr. Liu’s daughter is ill. Mr. Liu’s daughter and my young lady are very close, they’re best friends who share everything. How could my young lady possibly stand by and do nothing? So this matter can only trouble Mr. Fang."
That cleared it up. Turned out it was the daughter of an Orderer who was sick; he’d thought the Orderers had tracked them down.
"Don’t worry. As long as I’m here, your daughter will be fine. Let take a look at her now," Fang Yu said.
"Thank you. This way, please."
Mr. Liu led Fang Yu into the inner room. Ye Wenjun just glanced over, then didn’t follow; instead, she found a seat on her own and sat down casually.
At this ti—
The maid Furong ca to Ye Wenjun’s side and said,
"You’re Mr. Fang’s friend. I heard my young lady say you’re Mr. Fang’s beloved?"
"What about it?"
Ye Wenjun found it a bit strange. How did a maid beco so bold as to talk to her like this? Besides, even before Ye Wenjin stepped into Cultivation, she’d been a rich young lady, with plenty of people groveling before her. To be honest, Ye Wenjun was nowhere near as easy‑going as Fang Yu. This maid suddenly coming up to her like this felt a little off.
"May I ask your na, Miss?" Furong asked.
Ye Wenjun realized all of a sudden: this was to gather information on her for their young lady. From this it was obvious that the Cui Family’s young lady really was interested in Pan Yu; otherwise she wouldn’t have deliberately sent a maid to probe her background.
Thinking of this, Ye Wenjun couldn’t help but smile inwardly. Let her do as she liked; she believed in Fang Yu.
"My surna is Ye."
"So it’s Miss Ye. May I ask, Miss Ye, where are you working now?"
She really was fishing for information.
"I’m the sa as Fang Yu, from another planet. It took a lot of effort for to get promoted to the Main Planet."
"So you’re from so other lower‑class planet of the Divine Race."
The mont she said it, there was an obvious hint of discrimination and a sense of superiority. It was no different from the native locals in a big modern city. Just like when outsiders arrive in a first‑tier city, the locals there always carry that inherent sense of superiority.
Ye Wenjun couldn’t be bothered to care.
She continued unhurriedly,
"Mr. Fang’s dical Skill is exceptionally high. I’m not surprised at all that he managed to get promoted to the Main Planet. But does Miss Ye have so extraordinary ans of her own?"
It was like immigration between countries—if you have no money, no status, no skills, they’d never just let you into the Main Planet.
"Are you interrogating ?" Ye Wenjun suddenly shot back.
The maid’s nonstop questions were getting a bit annoying.
If she laid everything out, wouldn’t she beco a transparent person? Besides, there was no way Ye Wenjun was going to expose her identity as soone from Earth.
"I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare. I’m just a bit curious, is all. Is Miss Ye angry?"
"Not to the point of angry. But I have to remind you to pay attention to your own status."
As she said this, Ye Wenjun’s expression turned a bit cold; her whole posture straightened, like an emperor sitting in judgnt over the world. That kind of presence couldn’t be built up in a day or two—three feet of ice don’t form overnight. For Ye Wenjun to have this kind of aura ant she’d held a high position for a very long ti.
Maid Furong was also soone skilled at reading people. She normally won favor from her masters by watching faces and weighing words. Seeing Ye Wenjun’s aura suddenly change, she was secretly shocked and imdiately chose to shut her mouth. If she offended this person, it’d be big trouble.
...
...
anwhile, once Fang Yu entered the inner room, he saw the young woman lying on the bed. She was also Divine Race, but the Divine Race’s looks and features rarely matched Earth’s aesthetic, so Fang Yu didn’t have any stray thoughts, just stayed calmly detached.
Mr. Liu said,
"Please, Mr. Fang, go ahead and do whatever you need. You don’t have to worry about anything."
"No need."
"What?"
"I an, your daughter’s illness doesn’t need any examination. I already have a rough idea."!
As soon as he said that, Mr. Liu’s face was full of shock.
"How is that possible? You just took one look and already know what’s wrong with my daughter?"
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