The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 147 - 146 Mission and Responsibility

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"So..." Tiantian wanted to clear up all her doubts at once and continued asking, "If Heavenly Sister bullies me, will you help me?"

"Nonsense! Heavenly Sister is so gentle, so kind, and so wonderful. How could she possibly bully you?" Yan Xiaobao widened his eyes, "My wife is only allowed to bully others, never her own family. Otherwise, I’ll use the family discipline to spank her!"

Tiantian and Yan Xiaobao chatted while walking toward the Porsche 918-Spyder, then got into the car together.

"Honey, how many wives do you need before you’re satisfied?" Tiantian asked as she started the engine.

Although she’d already come to terms with being "the fourth wheel," she still didn’t want Yan Xiaobao to have too many wives, which would dilute his affection for her.

"I haven’t thought about it." Yan Xiaobao said earnestly, "Heavenly Sister says: the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Beautiful girls are Heaven’s most precious gifts to the world, but under the skies, I’m the only good man around. So, I must strive to protect more precious treasures from being corrupted by bad men. That’s my mission and responsibility."

"..." Tiantian couldn’t help but retort, "Such lofty words for being a flirt... There are so many pretty girls in the world—actresses, young models, influencers—they’re everywhere. Are you planning to make all of them your wives?"

"To be my wife, it’s not enough to just look beautiful; her character must be good too." Yan Xiaobao replied, "Those women who are as beautiful as Xi Shi but whose hearts are venomous—I wouldn’t take them as wives."

"When we first met on the flight, the first thing you said to me was: ’Miss, you’re so beautiful, will you be my wife?’" Tiantian teased with a mischievous smile, "Could you tell just by looking at me that I had good character?"

"Of course I could." Yan Xiaobao answered seriously, "One’s character influences their complexion, so it’s pretty easy to discern."

"Really..." Tiantian was half-convinced, then asked suggestively, "If you have so many wives... can you handle it? If every night is as wild as these past few nights, you might die young..."

Yan Xiaobao burst out laughing, "Heavenly Sister taught me a divine skill: the ’Qiankun Extreme Joy Treasure Book.’ The more wives I have, the stronger I’ll become. If you don’t believe me, let’s go home now and have a three-day, three-night battle!"

"Hmph! Shameless..." Tiantian scolded playfully, "I want to go check on my dad. He’s been locked up so long; I don’t know how he’s doing..."

Previously, Tiantian resented her father for his poor conduct, which caused her to lose her hard-earned flight attendant job. She refused to visit him in prison. Now, with her fortuitous reunion with Yan Xiaobao, she’d stumbled into a lavish and happy life as a "mistress," so her resentment toward her father had gradually faded.

Blood ties are ultimately irreplaceable. Now that Tiantian’s life had improved, she started worrying about her father again.

"No need for you to come along, honey." Tiantian volunteered to give Yan Xiaobao the day off.

Her visit with her mom earlier hadn’t gone smoothly, and if she dragged Yan Xiaobao to meet her dad next, who knew what chaos might ensue? Tiantian’s father was the polar opposite of her mother—if he knew Tiantian had "hooked up with a rich man," he’d definitely scheme something. Tiantian didn’t want her dad ruining her blissful life again.

"Alright." Yan Xiaobao agreed cheerfully, "Then drop me off at Fu’er Hospital. I’ll visit Rourou and ask Gao Ming why he hasn’t brought his sister over for me to meet yet."

"..." Tiantian pouted, putting on a look of grievance, "I know I don’t have the right to object to you finding more wives, but... but could you at least not be so blunt about it next time? I’d rather you come up with a story and lie to me, even if it’s just to coax me."

"But I never lie to my wives." Yan Xiaobao replied sincerely.

"Then just say you’re meeting up with friends." Tiantian suggested her own excuse.

While discussing these "world-changing" topics, Tiantian parked the car in Fu’er Hospital’s underground garage, kissed Yan Xiaobao goodbye, and took a taxi to visit her father in prison.

Driving a Porsche 918-Spyder to visit prison would be far too conspicuous; Tiantian didn’t want her father catching wind of it.

Yan Xiaobao arrived at the specialist office and, sure enough, Xia Rou was there. She was leaning over the desk, seemingly studying medical images.

At the moment, the office was just Xia Rou alone. Yan Xiaobao grinned happily, dashed over, and hugged her from behind, cheerfully calling out, "Rourou!"

Xia Rou’s delicate body trembled. She quickly covered the photos on the desk with her hand and turned around to snap, "What are you doing? Let go of me!"

"Rourou, what’s wrong?" Yan Xiaobao froze.

Xia Rou’s face was filled with anger, her eyes reddened—as if she were simultaneously furious and hurt.

"What’s wrong with me has nothing to do with you!" Xia Rou replied coldly, forcefully breaking free from Yan Xiaobao’s grip.

What was happening?

Yan Xiaobao was completely puzzled. Things had been fine just a few days ago—why was Xia Rou suddenly so upset today?

"Here, take it!" Xia Rou removed the ring worth 188,000 yuan from her finger and handed it back to Yan Xiaobao. "I’m not your wife. We have nothing to do with each other. Don’t bother me anymore!"

"What’s going on..."

Yan Xiaobao suddenly noticed the photos on the desk, showing him and Tiantian.

"Huh? Why are there pictures of me?" Yan Xiaobao picked up the photos and looked through them one by one. Xia Rou didn’t stop him—her face clearly saying, "Look at what you’ve done!"

There were more than ten photos, including shots of Yan Xiaobao and Tiantian laughing together next to the Porsche 918-Spyder, mingling at the front of a furniture mall, and receiving deliveries at the door of their new home...

All the photos showed Yan Xiaobao and Tiantian-in sweet, loving moments like a blissful newlywed couple.

"The pictures turned out pretty good." Yan Xiaobao said cheerfully as he viewed them.

Sometimes candid shots by others look more natural and attractive than staged ones.

"You..." Xia Rou, boiling with rage, shoved him hard. "Get out! I don’t want to see you anymore!" fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Rourou, are you mad about these?" Yan Xiaobao held the diamond ring, finally starting to suspect that Xia Rou might be jealous...

"I’m not mad! Why would I be mad? What are you to me? Why should I be mad because of you?" Xia Rou grew more emotional as she lashed out.

Yan Xiaobao glanced up at the ceiling, then smirked and cheekily grabbed Xia Rou’s hands. "My fourth junior brother says: The more a woman loses her temper with you, the more she likes you. Rourou, are you falling for me even more?"

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