Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 59 - 60 Old Master Tang’s Secret Plot

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Chapter 59: Chapter 60 Old Master Tang’s Secret Plot

Tang Xuewu pursed her lips and hesitated for a long moment, her tone tinged with a hint of pleading.

"Not intervene? Fine," Wang Ming no longer bothered to hide his intentions, snorting coldly. "As long as you marry me and cut all ties with him."

"No!" Tang Xuewu flatly refused in a stern voice.

"Xuewu, with me, you would be the esteemed Mrs. Wang, no longer some young woman slaving away for her family. What can this good-for-nothing bring you other than being a burden?"

Clenching his teeth, Wang Ming declared loudly, "On September 19th, at the Tang Family’s fiftieth-anniversary celebration, I will give you a magnificent gift. Then you will truly understand my heart."

With that, Wang Ming shot a disdainful glare at Qin Long. "I can bring you power and prestige, something this loser can never give you."

Wang Ming then led his injured guards away, huffing with rage.

Listening to the sound of the car fading into the distance, Tang Xuewu placed a hand on her chest and took a deep breath. She really didn’t want to deal with Wang Ming, but she had to yield for now because of the large business order. She felt utterly helpless.

"Qin Long, what exactly happened with Wang Ming’s injuries?" Tang Xuewu finally mustered the courage to ask. After all, the bloody lump on Wang Ming’s forehead was clearly man-made.

"I did it," Qin Long admitted openly.

"That... was really you?" Although Tang Xuewu found it hard to believe, Qin Long had admitted it himself.

"But there were five of them, including four guards..." Tang Xuewu’s beautiful eyes widened in shock.

"A bunch of ants. They’re not worth mentioning," Qin Long said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Tang Xuewu’s heart skipped a beat.

How could Qin Long be so formidable? He took them all down despite his physical impairment? This is unbelievable! Even a strong, healthy man might not be able to do that!

"Xuewu, as long as I’m here, no one will dare to bully you," Qin Long said, looking at her seriously.

Though Tang Xuewu was skeptical, she didn’t press the issue.

"Xuewu, why are you back so early?" Qin Long asked with a caring smile.

"Well..." Hearing this, Tang Xuewu flushed, at a loss for what to say.

For years, she had been the one to feed him on time and massage his leg muscles every single day. It had become a habit. Not coming home around this time always made her feel uneasy. Even though Qin Long had regained his memories and could move on his own now, she was still extremely worried about him. She would always come personally whenever she had the time.

But Tang Xuewu wouldn’t admit her true feelings now.

"Oh, I forgot to grab a contract," Tang Xuewu said, pretending to walk into the room. She emerged a moment later holding a white folder.

"Is that so?" Qin Long knew exactly what she was up to, a sly smile playing on his lips.

"Yes." With her cheeks flushing red, Tang Xuewu turned to leave.

"What’s the significance of September 19th?" Qin Long asked, looking at Tang Xuewu with confusion.

"That’s the fiftieth anniversary of the Tang Family’s company. It’s also the day you first came to the Tang Family," Tang Xuewu explained, shaking her head helplessly as she spoke. From that day on, her once princess-like status began to erode. She had insisted on taking Qin Long in, which led to her grandfather revoking her privileges in the inner courtyard and even expelling her from the main Tang residence. That was when the rest of the family’s mockery began. Even her own mother, Zhang Meilan, started treating her coldly. Over the past three years, Tang Xuewu had experienced the fall from a princess to a common worker, enduring countless grievances.

Watching her lonely silhouette, a determined look appeared in Qin Long’s eyes, and he slowly moved toward her. Unable to restrain himself, he slowly wrapped his arms around Tang Xuewu’s slender waist from behind.

Tang Xuewu felt a pair of warm, gentle hands and instinctively tried to pull away. But when she felt his head press gently against her back, she stopped resisting.

"Xuewu, thank you."

For three years, while he was lost in a fog of foolishness, this woman had cared for him day and night. For his sake, the most beautiful woman in Jiangzhong had fallen from grace, becoming a laughingstock in the eyes of others. It was a debt of kindness he could never repay in his lifetime.

"Wang Ming said he’s preparing a valuable gift for you," Tang Xuewu said, turning to face Qin Long with a resolute gaze. "I just want you to be able to stand on your own two feet again. Nothing else matters."

"On that day, I want to prepare a gift for you, too."

At that moment, Qin Long and Tang Xuewu locked eyes. He was a former War Dragon of the military, a man of overwhelming power. His word was his bond, and he never broke a promise. He was determined to give the woman before him a lifetime of happiness.

"There’s no need, Qin Long. As long as you make a full recovery, I’ll be completely satisfied. Then we can build our own little home together and make Grandpa and the others see us in a new light."

After saying this, Tang Xuewu tidied up the yard before returning to her company.

「Meanwhile, in the Tang Family Compound.」

A middle-aged woman was sitting beside Old Master Tang. It was none other than Zhang Meilan. The Old Master had said he had something for her to arrange. This was as rare as the sun rising in the west. When had the old man ever been this polite? Besides, her branch of the family had been neglected for years.

"Meilan, it was never about targeting you all these years. I was just frustrated with that cripple you brought in," Old Master Tang said to Zhang Meilan with a helpless sigh.

"I know." Zhang Meilan sat perfectly straight, her attitude a complete departure from the norm. But the Old Master was right.

Old Master Tang didn’t state his intentions directly. He still needed to probe for more details.

"How has Qin Long been lately? He hasn’t caused any trouble, has he?" Old Master Tang asked, continuously rolling two smooth walnuts in his hand.

Hearing this, a faint look of gratification appeared on Zhang Meilan’s face.

"Old Master, that Qin Long... he might actually be an extraordinary person!"

Hearing her words, the Old Master’s hand suddenly froze, and the walnuts he was holding fell to the floor with a CLACK.

"Extraordinary in what way?" Old Master Tang raised an eyebrow, staring intently at Zhang Meilan.

"Mrs. Zhao of the Yaolong Group is very respectful toward him."

"And he’s also good friends with Lord Jiang, an influential figure in Jiangzhong!"

At these words, Old Master Tang’s body trembled violently, his mouth falling open in shock. Zhao Ruoying of the Yaolong Group and Lord Jiang, the great official of Jiangzhong... These were titans, figures of immense power in Jiangzhong.

Qin Long knows them? It’s unbelievable!

"Meilan, you haven’t been fooled by Qin Long, have you?" Old Master Tang pondered for a moment before reaching a conclusion. It’s absolutely impossible. He must be lying because he’s afraid of being kicked out of the house.

"Old Master, it’s not fake. I was there myself." Although Zhang Meilan disliked Qin Long, she couldn’t deny the facts.

Hearing this, Old Master Tang’s eyes widened once more.

"Quick, tell me exactly what happened," Old Master Tang urged, his brow furrowed.

"We were having dinner with Fourth Brother’s family when Zhao Ruoying suddenly appeared and very respectfully invited Qin Long to a meal. Also, my fourth brother’s eldest son-in-law, Li Mingjie—his direct superior is Lord Jiang. He was sneering at Qin Long, saying he was only fit for shoveling manure. Well, now he’s actually working as a manure scooper at a dog kennel."

Zhang Meilan recounted the entire story to him in meticulous detail.

Hearing all this, Old Master Tang fell into deep thought. Could it be that this Qin Long was truly someone extraordinary in the past?

Old Master Tang made a call to Wang Ming to ask about Li Mingjie’s situation. Afterward, his expression turned disdainful.