The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 89 - 88 You Are Not the Mistress

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"This... Brother Bao, didn’t we agree on this yesterday..." Tang Wenjun kept glancing towards Dong Yuqing, meaning: Haven’t I already introduced you to this beauty, and you like her too...

"Who told her not to bet with me?" Yan Xiaobao said like he was having a childish tantrum, "If she bets with me, I’ll go. If she doesn’t bet, I won’t go."

"Mr. Yan, I concede and admit that there are problems with the fengshui array I set up for Mr. Tang’s house, so there’s no need to bet anymore," Dong Yuqing politely invited, "Please come and give some guidance."

"Indeed," Tang Wenjun quickly echoed, "There are fengshui issues at my house, if you don’t go, Brother Bao, I’m afraid I can’t handle it. You can’t just watch me stay unlucky, right?"

"You’re not my wife, so what does your luck have to do with me?"

When it comes to "wife," such a principle issue, Yan Xiaobao wouldn’t give Tang Wenjun any face, "You can write your will now. If something happens to you, blame your family’s fengshui. Let your family take it up with her later."

Tang Wenjun: "..."

Dong Yuqing: "..."

It finally dawned on Tang Wenjun that in front of Yan Xiaobao, all "scheming tactics" were useless. No matter how clever and cunning Dong Yuqing was, she couldn’t withstand his rascal ways.

He also gained a deeper understanding of Yan Xiaobao, no wonder this guy has so many "big wives," "small wives," and "reserve concubines"...

With his skills, he resorts to all sorts of rogue tactics, sparing no effort. It’s a wonder he doesn’t have fewer wives...

Dong Yuqing furrowed her brows, feeling very unhappy. With her beauty and talent, she naturally had no shortage of suitors, but no one had ever forced her with such roguery like Yan Xiaobao.

Yet, this was indeed her responsibility. Without addressing the fengshui array’s hidden issues, if something were to happen to Tang Wenjun, the hundred-year-old reputable brand of Heavenly Water Pavilion would be ruined in her hands.

And, Tang Wenjun is the eldest son of the Tang Family, one of the "Jiangnan Ten Tigers." If he were to meet a mishap, she might end up having to be buried alongside him...

"Mr. Yan, matters of a lifetime cannot be trifled with," Dong Yuqing tried to persuade with patience, "I can agree to any condition except being your... wife."

"I’m not joking around, I am being very serious." Yan Xiaobao put on an especially serious face, "You can ask him if I take all my wives very seriously."

Seeing Yan Xiaobao pointing at him, Tang Wenjun quickly nodded, "Serious... very serious..."

Quick-witted, Dong Yuqing immediately caught on to the inconsistency in Yan Xiaobao’s words, "Young Master Tang, you say Mr. Yan is very serious about his wives, does that mean he’s already married, or was married before?"

"Uh..." Tang Wenjun really couldn’t answer.

Fortunately, Yan Xiaobao proudly took over the question, "He’s met my Xiao Wan wife, Rourou wife, Bingbing wife, and even the reserve concubine, he can testify that I treat each wife very well."

Dong Yuqing couldn’t hold back anymore, furiously said, "I, Dong Yuqing, am not a lady from a prestigious family, but I haven’t fallen to the level of being someone else’s mistress!"

"Mistress? No..." Yan Xiaobao counted on his fingers earnestly, "If you agree to be my wife now, you can beat Ye Shanshan to become the sixth..."

"Mr. Tang, let’s go!" Not waiting for Yan Xiaobao to finish, Dong Yuqing stormed towards the door, unable to endure Yan Xiaobao’s "ultimate rascal" behavior any longer.

"Hey! Mr. Dong, slow down, where are you going?" Tang Wenjun hurriedly chased after her to the door.

"I refuse to believe he’s the only one in the world who can solve the fengshui array’s problems. If he won’t help, I’ll get another expert!" Dong Yuqing’s voice came from outside the door. She grew up in the fengshui circle and knew quite a few experts and masters.

"Brother Bao, let’s follow along too," Tang Wenjun urged hurriedly. He was eager to chase Dong Yuqing but didn’t want to leave Yan Xiaobao alone here.

Luckily, Yan Xiaobao didn’t dawdle any longer. He quickly followed Tang Wenjun out the door. Having set his eyes on Dong Yuqing, of course he had to pursue her to the end.

Dong Yuqing strode forward angrily, taking out her phone to make calls. After a few calls, she had lined up the expert she wanted to invite.

Soon after, Dong Yuqing briskly walked into a teahouse at the corner of the pedestrian street and Antique Street. The business here was very busy, with the aroma of various dim sum like small buns, soup dumplings, and soft pastries wafting through the air.

Trailing behind, Tang Wenjun and Yan Xiaobao followed Dong Yuqing’s graceful figure into the teahouse, heading straight to the second floor.

Dong Yuqing went directly to a square table by the window on the second floor, bowing to greet an old man with a Taoist appearance and white beard, "Junior Dong Yuqing, greets Daoist Xuanzhen."

The old Taoist had kind eyes and a calm demeanor, exuding an air of an otherworldly master, "Ah, it’s Miss Dong, please have a seat."

"This is Young Master Tang from the Tang Family," Dong Yuqing only introduced Tang Wenjun, clearly having no intention of acknowledging Yan Xiaobao.

"Young friends, please sit down," Daoist Xuanzhen courteously invited the two of them to sit.

Sitting across from Daoist Xuanzhen were two other people. Daoist Xuanzhen briefly introduced them:

They were a father and son duo. The father, named Chen Jianguo, was in the construction materials business for many years. Although not a billionaire, his family was well-off. His son, Chen Shaohua, had just returned from studying abroad and was learning the business from Chen Jianguo to take over.

Many real estate and construction material business owners believe in fengshui. Chen Jianguo felt something was off lately, as he and his family kept injuring themselves for no apparent reason. Although there were no major disasters, it made him quite anxious, so he specifically sought advice from Daoist Xuanzhen. freewёbnoνel-com

"You may have accidentally come into contact with some malicious qi, but it’s not severe, no need to worry too much," Daoist Xuanzhen said, taking an item from his bag and placing it on the square table, "This item has the power to ward off evil and negate disasters. Take it home and place it in the living room or entrance, and it can resolve the malevolent qi."

"A turtle?" Chen Shaohua remarked disdainfully, "Of all things to bring home, a turtle? Isn’t it already unlucky enough!"

In modern internet culture, turtles are often associated with infidelity, so many young people, especially men, dislike them...

"This is not a turtle," Dong Yuqing defended Daoist Xuanzhen, "This is a Bixi, also known as Overlord Tortoise, the sixth son of the dragon’s nine sons in myth, a symbol of longevity and good fortune."

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