Chapter 110: The Man Beside Lan Ruoxue!

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Midnight.
An Lan drove Ye Wushang and his sister back to the villa.
After settling his sister to sleep, Ye Wushang hurriedly returned to his bedroom and eagerly took out the two medicines An Lan had given him earlier.
Pleated Grass and Xingjiang Water.
Once refined together, they would produce the Spring Heart Bud.
This was the fourth of the five medicinal ingredients that could cure his condition.
He took out a small cauldron.
After grinding the two herbs into powder, he poured them all into it.
He controlled the fire gently, applying his inner strength step by step to advance the refining process.
Two hours later,
“Gurgle, gurgle...”
From the bottom of the cauldron, dozens of small black granules rolled out.
Ye Wushang held them as if they were treasures, letting them collide and then kneading them until they formed a translucent malt-shaped bud.
“The Spring Heart Bud.”
His eyes brightened, gently holding the bud in his palm, unable to keep his eyes from moistening.
Feeling the pain in his body, he knew this was a sign of his illness flaring up.
What was perplexing was that in the past, he only suffered unbearable pain on rainy days.
But now, even in broad daylight and clear skies, he often experienced inexplicable chest tightness and an intense, sour pain that rapidly spread throughout his body, making him feel agony beyond endurance.
“It seems the pain is related to my cultivation.”
“The stronger my cultivation, the more intense the pain.”
“If I don’t gather all five medicines soon, I might not last long.”
Thinking this, without hesitation, he stuffed the Spring Heart Bud into his mouth and swallowed it!
“Ugh...”
The effect came quickly.
As he chewed and the bud settled into his stomach, a tumultuous sensation overwhelmed him, and he collapsed to the ground.
Convulsions.
Pain.
Darkness in front of his eyes.
His consciousness grew hazy.
Time passed, though he had no idea how long.
With a muffled groan, Ye Wushang suddenly sat up.
Gasping for air like someone suddenly pulled from drowning.
“The Spring Heart Bud works really well, at least it has reduced more than half of the pain in my body.”
“It shouldn’t flare up as frequently as before.”
Feeling the change in his body,
His mind was clear and refreshed.
His strength was like that of a fighting bull.
Especially the pain—it felt as if he had been reborn, completely gone without a trace.
“But if it flares up again, it will definitely be severe!”
“If I don’t find the fifth medicine soon, any relapse could threaten my life.”
Ye Wushang’s expression darkened.
Until now, he still didn’t understand the root cause of his illness.
Even with his current cultivation, he couldn’t guess even a shred.
“Dragon King’s Birth, where could you be?”
He murmured to himself.
The Dragon King’s Birth was the last of the five medicines.
In fact, it was a liquid resembling a flood dragon, hence its name.
This liquid had an extremely fragrant taste and was said to nourish and warm the five internal organs.

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But its origin and quantity were unknown.
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The night passed silently, and soon it was the next day.
When he opened his eyes, it was already 11:30 in the morning.
“Sigh.”
Ye Wushang sighed, sitting up from bed, gazing at the bright sunlight outside, though his heart was shrouded in gloom.
After a night of strenuous cultivation, despite having taken many pills, his cultivation had not advanced even an inch.
He was still stuck at the peak of the ninth layer of the Qi Circulation Realm.
The so-called barrier was like a mountain, immovable.
“I wonder how things are going with what Lord Rabbit is investigating.”
“If we can’t find the old craftsman, we can’t produce the gold, silver, and jade artifacts. Without those, there’s no way to break through the barrier with a formation.”
Ye Wushang’s face was full of worry.
He had wanted to call Lord Rabbit to inquire,
But as the saying goes: trust those you employ, doubt none.
Since he had entrusted the matter to him, he believed he could handle it well.
Checking the time, it was 11:30.
Twelve o’clock would be his grandfather’s sixtieth birthday.
Having promised Lan Ruoxue, he had to attend.
Moreover, he had arranged with An Lan yesterday to sign the agreement with Lan Ruoxue today.
And to devise a new development strategy for the businesses of the An and Lan families, aiming to double their performance.
Without much thought,
He tidied up the room briefly, took the Hundred Birds Pine and Crane Painting, and left the room.
Passing by his sister’s room, she was still sound asleep.
Seeing her exhausted appearance, Ye Wushang felt a pang of pity.
“Although Zhang Long and Tao Hong are helping out at the shop, the workload shouldn’t be too much.”
“But it’s not sustainable for her to handle everything alone without anyone to care for her at home.”
“It seems I need to find an old housekeeper to come back and help take care of her daily life.”
Afterward,
He left the villa and took a taxi straight to Drunken Immortal Pavilion!
Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the destination.
Just as he got off the car, Lan Ruoxue waved at him.
Today was a family banquet, and also grandfather’s sixtieth birthday.
She was dressed exquisitely but not formally, wearing a fitted qipao that accentuated her intellectual charm and allure.
Especially her delicate makeup and fiery red lips, like a blooming rose—passionate and captivating.
“President Lan.”
Ye Wushang approached calmly.
Lan Ruoxue furrowed her brows slightly. “Wushang, we are at least husband and wife, do you have to be so distant in how you address me?”
“What, isn’t this what you’ve always wanted?”
“To be my wife, even if only in name, must be a humiliation for you.”
“You said it yourself, have you forgotten?”
In his heart, Ye Wushang did not hate her.
He only blamed himself for not seeing the truth sooner; with such incompatible values, how could they have stayed together?
Hearing this, Lan Ruoxue’s expression changed slightly. She snorted, “Enough of that. Today is Grandpa’s birthday; I hope you can keep calm.”
“My sister and mother aren’t bad people, they’re just sharp-tongued.”
“If there’s any conflict later, don’t overreact, okay?”
With that,
She stepped forward and unexpectedly reached out her hand.
Ye Wushang instinctively stepped back, coldly saying, “President Lan, please show some respect.”
“Men and women should keep proper distance—we’re already divorced. Please don’t touch me.”
“As for Lan Ruoshuang and Zhao Xiue, as long as they don’t go too far, I won’t pay attention to them.”
He took a deep breath and stepped toward the main hall. At the door, he turned his head and said, “By the way, President Lan.”
“After the banquet, let’s find a time to finalize the cooperation between the An and Lan families.”

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“Lanlan has been urging me about this.”
Lanlan.
Hearing him call another woman so affectionately stabbed Lan Ruoxue’s heart sharply.
Refusing any physical contact with her.
Mentioning another woman right in front of her.
What was this?
A show of defiance?
“Our marriage is indeed over, and I never intended to reconcile.”
“To me, you may not be completely worthless, but you are certainly not the man I would entrust my life to.”
“I just want to know, have you cheated on me during our marriage?”
Watching his retreating figure, Lan Ruoxue’s face was cold and indifferent.
Today’s birthday feast,
Nominally to celebrate their grandfather and bring him joy,
But in reality, she wanted to use this opportunity to test whether he had been unfaithful.
And the brief physical contact just now was her first step successfully taken.
Next, she would watch and wait.
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Noon, twelve o’clock.
The birthday banquet was about to start. Because it was a family gathering and their grandfather was low-key, disliking any fuss,
All the guests were relatives of the Lan family, and there were no speeches or performances arranged.
At the center was the main seat reserved for the Lan family’s head.
Ye Wushang stepped forward and, under Lan Ruoxue’s gesture, was about to sit, but suddenly the chair behind him was pulled away!
“Who told you, you useless waste, that you could come here? Do you have any right to sit here?”
Lan Ruoshuang sneered, her face full of mockery and resentment.
She still vividly remembered the incident at the hotel where he was beaten.
Although Zheng Yiren’s actions were despicable, she was still her good sister.
Because of this useless man, she was killed on the spot, which left a deep resentment lodged in her throat, making her wish she could tear Ye Wushang to pieces!
She never expected him to come today!
“It’s Grandpa’s sixtieth birthday, I’m here to celebrate with him.”
Ye Wushang’s expression was indifferent; he ignored her and forcibly pulled the chair toward himself. But before he could sit, with a bang, the chair was thrown to the ground!
“Get lost!”
Zhao Renfang walked over slowly, glared fiercely at Ye Wushang, and said coldly, “For the old man’s sake, I won’t stoop to your level.”
“You can celebrate Grandpa’s birthday, but you have no right to sit next to Ruoxue!”
“The man sitting beside her is either her husband or an honored guest of the Lan family.”
“You, useless waste, are utterly unworthy!”
After speaking,
She stepped aside, her earlier venomous expression gone, replaced by a smiling face, even bowing respectfully, saying, “Come, Young Master Hu.”
“Please, this way, sit next to Ruoxue.”
“Thank you, Auntie.”
Then,
A familiar voice sounded as another chair was brought over. A man sat down, looked up at Ye Wushang, and teased, “Mr. Ye, are you planning to stand there all day, or will you find a seat?”
“The banquet is about to start; standing there doesn’t seem appropriate, does it?”
Ye Wushang was stunned.
Focusing his gaze, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Pei Qingtiger?
How could it be him?!
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