Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 111 - 112 You Don’t Deserve to Enter Longquan Hotel!

"Qin Long, you are not worthy of Xuewu."

Zhang Meilan was about to lash out. How could a cripple like you even dream of being with Xuewu? But just as she prepared to chase after him, she noticed the jade bangle on her wrist—a gift from Qin Long.

"Auntie Lan, what would it take for me to be worthy?" Qin Long asked, looking genuinely perplexed.

"There’s no way you can be worthy," Zhang Meilan rejected him flatly. "I’ll grant you, you’ve spent a lot of money recently, but so what? Even if Xuewu saved your life, what does that little bit of money count for? Wang Ming is the young master of a premier family in Jiangzhong. He’s young and rich, while Xuewu is a natural beauty. They are a perfect match, a union made in heaven. What mother wouldn’t want her daughter to marry into wealth and become a phoenix? Qin Long, no sane woman would marry a cripple. They would all choose Young Master Wang."

Zhang Meilan continued her rational analysis. "At the very least, Wang Ming isn’t disabled. He wouldn’t need Xuewu to support him."

Seeing Qin Long remain silent, she pressed on.

"Auntie Lan, I understand all of that," he finally said, his gaze filled with supreme confidence. "My right leg will heal, and money is just a number to me."

"That’s all talk about the future," she retorted. "I don’t care about your grand ambitions. I want you to be rich and powerful now, to be a whole man. Wang Ming is rich and powerful now, which makes him the best choice for Xuewu." This time, Zhang Meilan explained her reasoning calmly, without losing her temper.

Qin Long simply shook his head, unable to agree.

"I’ll tell you the truth," she said, leaning in. "Young Master Wang has already spent a fortune to host the Tang family’s fiftieth-anniversary celebration. At the end of the night, he’s planning a grand proposal for Xuewu. Now that you know, what can you possibly do? You can only stand by and watch as Xuewu accepts another man’s ring and falls into another man’s arms. On that day, Young Master Wang is destined to be the star of the show. Why would you go just to humiliate yourself? All you can do is watch helplessly, without the slightest chance of catching up."

Zhang Meilan pleaded with him earnestly.

Qin Long took a slow sip of tea before speaking. "The proposal at the Longquan Hotel on the day of the fiftieth-anniversary celebration is still on." He paused, looking her in the eye. "But are you so certain the one proposing will be Wang Ming?"

Hearing this, Zhang Meilan covered her mouth and let out a snort of laughter. "If it’s not Wang Ming, don’t tell me it’s going to be you, Qin Long?" she scoffed, giving him a dismissive look.

"Yes," Qin Long said, his voice firm with conviction. "It will be me."

"Haha! You’re killing me!" she cackled. "Do you really think that paltry bit of consolation money can compete with the boundless wealth of the Wang family? Stop daydreaming, Qin Long! Have you any idea that Wang Ming has already spent tens of millions of yuan to book the entire Sky Garden at the Longquan Hotel?"

The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to laugh. Qin Long is so full of himself.

"We’ll see on the day of the fiftieth anniversary," Qin Long said, his patience wearing thin. He leaned on his crutch, preparing to leave.

"Qin Long, I was giving you a chance to walk away with some dignity!" Zhang Meilan suddenly shrieked, pointing a finger at his nose. "Are you forcing me to spell it out for you? A goddamn cripple thinks he can marry my Xuewu? I bet you’re not even a real man in that department! Young Master Wang has already booked the Sky Garden. What can a broke loser like you do? If you can manage to propose to her in the Sky Garden that day, I’ll let you and Xuewu register for marriage!"

In a swift motion, Qin Long grabbed Zhang Meilan’s arm and pulled her around. Her back ended up pressed against him, her shapely rear sticking out in a surprisingly intimate posture.

Terrified, Zhang Meilan’s face went pale. "Qin Long, I’m Xuewu’s mother!" she cried out. "What are you trying to do? Don’t you dare try anything!" She struggled to cover herself, afraid he was about to do something indecent.

Qin Long simply took out his phone, opened the voice recorder, and said coolly, "Zhang Meilan, you just said it yourself. If I propose to Xuewu in the Sky Garden, you will let us register our marriage." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"That’s right," she stated bluntly.

"Very good. Looks like I need to take a trip to the Longquan Hotel’s Sky Garden," Qin Long said, a small smile playing on his lips. "It’s time I paid a visit to the owner."

He turned and walked out on his crutch, then found an electric scooter and headed for the Longquan Hotel.

He soon arrived at the Longquan Hotel in Jiangzhong. The building stood an impressive eighteen stories tall, with the famous Sky Garden occupying the entire top floor. From there, one could see the most beautiful scenery in all of Jiangzhong. The garden itself was filled with gushing hot springs that shrouded the area in a picturesque mist, making it feel like a celestial paradise, especially at night.

As the most luxurious hotel in Jiangzhong, its entrance was a showcase of luxury cars and a landing pad for private helicopters. The dazzling array of high-end vehicles was dizzying. Even an Audi would be lost in the crowd, considered a bottom-tier vehicle in this place. A single room or a meal here cost at least a hundred thousand yuan, putting it far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

So when Qin Long pulled up on an electric scooter, leaning on a crutch, he immediately became the center of attention and ridicule. What kind of loser rides an electric scooter to the Longquan Hotel?

As expected, he was stopped at the entrance by a hostess with an elegant figure. "Sir, can I help you?"

True to its reputation as a top-tier hotel, even the hostess at the door was beautiful, poised, and polite. At least she didn’t curse at him or give him a cold glare. Besides, Qin Long carried an unusual air of confidence, and he was deliberately wearing a watch worth over five hundred thousand yuan. The hostess’s sharp eyes caught the expensive timepiece, and she knew better than to offend him carelessly.

"Tell me where your boss is," Qin Long said, looking at her directly.

"Do you have an invitation from our boss?" the hostess asked. Could this lame man on an electric scooter actually be someone important?

"I don’t have an invitation," Qin Long replied after a moment’s thought. "But I have something valuable to give him."

"I’m afraid I can’t help you with that, sir. Besides, our boss hasn’t returned yet," the hostess said, raising a hand to block his path.

Qin Long frowned. It seems I’ll need a powerful connection to get inside. I guess I have no choice but to call Zhao Ruoying.

Just then, a sharp voice cut through the air from nearby. "Xiao Mei, go get me a glass of water."

A middle-aged woman in a smart, coffee-colored suit jacket walked over, clicking her heels on the pavement. She carried herself with an air of spirited arrogance.

Although the young hostess, Xiao Mei, was annoyed, she hurried inside to fetch the water. The woman was only a manager, but she was also the boss’s distant cousin. Consumed by jealousy of anyone younger and prettier than her, she constantly bullied her subordinates, who didn’t dare to protest.

"Manager," Xiao Mei said, gesturing toward Qin Long, "this guest says he has something for the boss."

The woman shot Qin Long an impatient glare. "What do you want with my cousin?" she snapped. Her eyes raked over his crutch and plain clothes before she turned back to the hostess. "He’s a damn cripple! Get rid of him! Don’t let him ruin my cousin’s mood. Xiao Mei, is your judgment getting worse and worse?" The woman’s cold voice lashed out, dressing her down in front of everyone.