Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 992: Xiao’ai Is Married

"What do you mean ’not bad’? If I don’t boast about it, I’m sure you can’t find another one in the entire Capital City who can compare with our Third Young Master. Even if you lay out everything in his mind in front of you, you still wouldn’t understand it." The person in white was full of admiration for Jun Moyan.

Feng Liyan was unimpressed.

Thinking to himself, given the chance, he must open this guy’s eyes to let him know what it means for there to always be someone better.

"That’s why I say, our Third Young Master is definitely not marrying above his station with your Little Princess. People always say it’s better to destroy a temple than break up a marriage, so don’t be so..."

"Hold on, what do you mean by ’a marriage’? Let me tell you, Xiao’ai already has a husband."

"What?!" The person in white widened his eyes, as if he’d just heard something incredible.

Miss Wen... has a husband?

What does that mean?

She’s married?

"I advise your so-called Third Young Master to stop daydreaming. He’s just not in the same world as Xiao’ai."

"Wait, what did you mean by that?" The person in white was about to ask on behalf of Jun Moyan, when the shop attendant interrupted their conversation by hanging up the phone.

"I’m sorry, you two, I really was out of line earlier. Please come in, take whatever medicine you need."

The attendant came out from behind the counter, respectfully inviting Feng Liyan in to pick out the medicine.

He even had a colleague bring them water to drink.

Their attitude did a complete 180-degree change.

Feng Liyan said nothing, entered the counter, and started choosing the herbs he needed from among hundreds of medicine cabinets.

The attendant watched Feng Liyan’s actions of handling and sniffing the herbs and immediately realized the man wasn’t lying; he really was in the same trade.

But the herbs he picked were completely different from those names he mentioned earlier.

How did he not know these herbs had other names?

The attendant felt puzzled, but he wasn’t going to ask too much—these were friends of the Young Master, after all, and he shouldn’t offend them.

The attendant followed behind with the medicine scales and weighed the drugs according to Feng Liyan’s requirements, then had his colleague wrap them up.

During this time, the pharmacist—the one who was supposed to appear only in the afternoon—came in a hurry and personally helped Feng Liyan by explaining the effects of the medicinal herbs, showing that Jun Moyan’s connections were indeed substantial.

"This one is slightly damp; do you have any stock in the warehouse?" Feng Liyan handed the herb in question to the attendant.

Being told outright that the store’s herbs weren’t good enough was somewhat...

The attendant looked a bit embarrassed and instinctively glanced at the old pharmacist next to him, but he saw that the old pharmacist wasn’t bothered and watched Feng Liyan with appreciation.

The attendant withdrew his gaze and replied:

"Yes, yes we have it. I’ll get it for you. How much do you need?"

"Four taels. And these few here, do you have any with a bit more age? Let me see them." Feng Liyan pointed with his slender finger to several precious herbs displayed on the counter.

"Yes, I’ll go get them." That reply came from the pharmacist.

He thought to himself, this young man is definitely a promising talent.

Sometime later, he’d have to ask Young Master Gu if there was a way to recruit him.

The person in white watched as Feng Liyan unhurriedly and methodically selected herbs and commented, "I didn’t realize, you really do know your stuff."

Feng Liyan glanced at the person in white, smiled, and said nothing.

In half an hour, Feng Liyan selected over sixty types of herbs from hundreds, though the pharmacist mentioned that a few were not available.

Feng Liyan, feeling helpless, had to find substitute herbs with similar effects.

But fortunately, for the important spiritual medicines, he was accustomed to carrying them with him.