Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 66 - 67 Qin Long, Are You Just a Brute?

"You should really thank Young Master Wang! Oh, that’s right, and there’s also that priceless deep blue necklace! Young Master Wang is just too kind!" Secretary Liu’s excited voice came through the phone.

Tang Xuewu heard this, thought for a moment, and hung up.

Young Master Wang was so decisive, transferring the money directly.

Tang Xuewu was still very conflicted. Although she disliked Wang Ming, his help was undeniably timely and desperately needed. Inadvertently, she began comparing Qin Long and Wang Ming.

In her most desperate moment, it was Wang Ming who had reached out to help her. Qin Long, on the other hand, had not only failed to help but had also deceived her, telling her to buy a necklace and withdraw money, causing her utter humiliation.

Tang Xuewu’s heart ached with sadness.

Had I been wrong about Qin Long all along? Were all those years of protection and companionship just a pretense?

"Thank you, Young Master Wang," Tang Xuewu said softly.

"Haha, there’s no need for such formalities between us. I’ll have the finance department transfer the money to you in a bit," Wang Ming said with a smile, turning to leave. "Now that this is settled, I have a meeting to attend, so I’ll be on my way."

Wang Ming’s performance today undoubtedly earned him a few points in Tang Xuewu’s eyes.

"Young Master Wang, please don’t go! Xuewu and I have arranged for you to have dinner with us!" Zhang Meilan immediately stood up, trying to make him stay.

Wang Ming smiled and waved his hand dismissively. He then looked at Xuewu and said, "If you need anything, just give me a call."

Tang Xuewu kept her head down and gave a slight nod.

"Xuewu, hurry up and see him off personally," Zhang Meilan said, giving Xuewu a push and a fierce glare.

"There’s no need. You two carry on."

Wang Ming was just playing hard to get, having been coached by countless relationship experts. The trick was to not be clingy—distance creates beauty.

At the entrance of the Tang Family’s small courtyard, Li Yao was personally chauffeuring Qin Long. Meanwhile, his partner, Xuping, was following Qin Long’s instructions to deliver the store’s prized million-yuan deep blue necklace to Tang Xuewu at her company.

Just as Qin Long stepped out of the car, he saw an ecstatic Wang Ming emerging from the Tang Family’s courtyard.

What’s this guy doing here?

Qin Long’s expression instantly turned cold.

"Well, well, where has the big fool been enjoying himself?" Wang Ming sauntered over as soon as he saw Qin Long, his face a mask of disdain as he eyed him coldly.

So what if you act tough, Qin Long? It won’t be long before I put a big green cuckold’s hat on your head. Your precious, delicate fiancée is already begging me for favors. The moment I get a chance, I’ll have her. Let’s see you put on airs then!

"Didn’t I warn you not to bother Xuewu again?" Qin Long’s voice was utterly frigid. "Or you’ll die without a grave!"

Wang Ming just smiled faintly and deliberately leaned in closer. "I’m right here. Why don’t you try and lay a finger on me?"

This extreme arrogance made Qin Long feel that something was amiss.

"So what if you can fight, kid? In this world, power and influence are what really matter. Too bad you don’t have any," Wang Ming sneered, his face a mask of fearless contempt. "Let me tell you, I’m going to have Xuewu. And you? You’ll just have to live like a begging dog."

"If you get on your knees and beg me right now, maybe I’ll be in a good mood and give you a live show in your own bed. Ah, just thinking about Xuewu’s magnificent chest sends me into ecstasy!"

Hearing this, Qin Long’s face went cold, and he abruptly clenched his fist.

"Qin Long, how dare you be so rude!" Zhang Meilan charged out from inside, her hands on her hips as she viciously berated him.

"Auntie Lan, I was just encouraging him to work harder and stay out of trouble, but he tried to attack me," Wang Ming said, feigning fear as he backed away.

Qin Long stared coldly at Zhang Meilan. Just then, Tang Xuewu walked out from inside, her beautiful eyes filled with despair and anger.

"Qin Long, is being a brute the only thing you know how to do?" Tang Xuewu’s voice was laced with hopelessness.

Her words made Qin Long’s body tremble, and he lowered his fist. Tang Xuewu’s words stabbed into his heart like a knife.

I’m just a brute. Useless for anything else. So what if I beat Wang Ming to a pulp? I’ve still lost Xuewu.

A sense of bitter unwillingness surged in Qin Long’s heart.

"Qin Long, if it weren’t for Xuewu, you would’ve fucking died countless times already," Wang Ming said, deliberately cracking his knuckles as he stared at him coldly. "You really think you’re some great fighter?"

"Get lost!" Qin Long snapped, lowering his head and closing his eyes.

Remembering Qin Long’s ruthlessness, Wang Ming didn’t press his luck.

"Young Master Wang, don’t pay any attention to this cripple! He’s useless for anything other than tricking Xuewu," Zhang Meilan said, smiling at Wang Ming.

"Auntie Lan, he just threatened to cripple me so I can’t be a man anymore. He even said I’d die without a grave," Wang Ming lied, turning the tables with a helpless shake of his head.

"Qin Long, I’ll rip that mouth of yours apart!" Hearing this, Zhang Meilan erupted in fury, roaring at him.

This Wang Ming is the perfect son-in-law in my eyes! I can’t wait to grovel before him, and this beast dares to say such vile things? How fucking shameless!

"Qin Long, how could you do this to Xuewu?" Zhang Meilan crossed her arms and continued to shout at him. "Young Master Wang is the Tang Family’s great benefactor, yet you not only refuse to help, you actively cause trouble!"

Beside them, Tang Xuewu pressed her lips together, saying nothing. She didn’t step forward to defend Qin Long. After all, she had seen him about to strike with her own eyes; what was there to deny?

Qin Long’s expression was indifferent. He didn’t care about anyone else’s opinion, only Tang Xuewu’s. But her eyes were full of disappointment, a look he had never seen before.

"Young Master Wang, don’t mind him. He’s just a good-for-nothing mooching off our family. Don’t be angry, and please visit often," Zhang Meilan said, beaming at Wang Ming. "If he’s ever disrespectful to you again, just tell me, and I’ll throw him out myself."

"Of course, Auntie Lan!" Wang Ming shot Qin Long a mocking smile before driving away.

Wang Ming was in a fantastic mood. He pulled his female secretary into his arms and began to get intimate. Finally, he had his revenge!

"Qin Long, just you wait. Xuewu will be mine sooner or later," Wang Ming snarled, his face twisted in a vicious expression.

"Young Master, it seems Tang Xuewu has walked right into your trap..." his pretty secretary cooed, half-joking.

"Haha, of course! The whole factory crisis was my doing from the start," Wang Ming cackled maniacally. "I had to push the Tang Family into a crisis so that I, the hero, could swoop in and win the beauty."

After Wang Ming left, Tang Xuewu still went to Qin Long’s side, helping him inside. Qin Long knew that Xuewu was kindhearted. No matter how disappointed she was with him, she would never kick him out.

"Xuewu..." Qin Long paused for a moment, wanting to explain.

"It’s alright, it’s over now. Let’s just go inside," Tang Xuewu sighed helplessly, giving a weary wave.

Qin Long said no more.

With my former temperament, I would have crippled Wang Ming on the spot without a second thought for anyone’s opinion. But Xuewu is the girl who has taken care of me for three years.

"Xuewu, Wang Ming is not a good person. I didn’t say those things he accused me of. Also... my authority has been restored."

Qin Long took a Purple Crystal Card from his pocket and handed it to Tang Xuewu.

"Is this... the highest-tier Purple Card in Jiangzhong?" A trace of astonishment appeared in Tang Xuewu’s beautiful eyes. She stared at the Purple Card, stunned.