Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 395 Buy One Get One Free

Chapter 395: Chapter 395 Buy One Get One Free

Qiu Jun, dressed in a black suit and metal-framed glasses, confronted Xiao Chen with a cold, challenging gaze.

His lips curled up at the corners, his pale skin even colder under the moonlight as a derisive sneer played on his lips; his jaw moved slightly, "As a land of courtesy, should you not extend hospitality to your guests?"

Xiao Chen’s eyes narrowed dangerously, his thin lips parted lightly, "That depends on the person; someone like you, of course, deserves nothing but hostility."

After speaking, he walked past him, brushing shoulders, a cold air lingering in the atmosphere.

"Do you understand her?"

Xiao Chen’s steps suddenly halted, his gaze turned frosty. He didn’t turn around, his hands in his pockets as he stared ahead, a few strands of hair obscuring his inscrutable vision, his eyes deep and complex.

"Do you know what she has been through?"

Qiu Jun turned around, a smug smile on his lips as he stared at the figure ahead, "You understand nothing, how could you possibly get close to her heart."

She had no heart.

Like him, both were cold and heartless, only the two of them were a perfect match.

Xiao Chen’s jaw tensed, his eyes indifferently glanced at him, "Then just watch."

With that, he disappeared into the night.

The summer wind, warm and dispersing the previously tense and cold air, left only the sound of cicadas around, Qiu Jun lowered his gaze and murmured softly, "Then I will watch."

Wu Qing hid in the bushes, skilled in concealment, so she heard their entire conversation.

Was she Yun Yue?

She had never understood why Young Master Qiu would come from M Country to Z Country, even staying in Shengting District, until now.

He wasn’t here on any mission but for a woman named Yun Yue.

Who exactly was she to make Young Master Qiu risk his life to come to Z Country?

Her gaze, knowing and profound, looked in the direction Qiu Jun had left, lips tightly pursed as she quietly departed.

Yun Yue was unaware of what had transpired that night, and the following day, she was sent by Xiao Chen with her backpack to the Painting Association.

Today, many reporters had gathered outside the Painting Association, and there were particularly many examinees. The reporters arranged by the Painting Association were officially partnered; those without a pass could not enter.

Examinees also had to possess an examinee card to enter.

For Yun Yue, many reporters already recognized her, especially her conspicuous face, almost drawing everyone’s attention as soon as she alighted from the car.

However, recognizing her car, they only dared to shoot from a distance, not daring to overstep.

Yun Yue, with her backpack, walked into the Painting Association; the number of candidates in this exam was particularly high, and during the assessment, each needed a separate room, equipped with surveillance, fortunately, the Painting Association was affluent enough to dedicate the entire fourth floor to assessment rooms.

Exams were completed within one day, one batch in the morning, another in the afternoon.

Yun Yue’s exam room was 403; after preparing, the bell rang, and all the examinees began to paint.

In the monitoring room, each candidate’s situation could be clearly observed. Yun Yue, adjusting colors as she painted, held the brush casually, her expression relaxed and effortless as if she were painting a mundane picture.

The exam duration was five hours, as it was a national painting, focusing on details and personality, and everyone painted very slowly.

Yun Yue took four hours to complete her painting, then headed to Jiang Wenshan’s office after submitting her paper.

Jiang Wenshan was currently in the monitoring room; seeing her submit her paper and leave the exam room, he couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth as she glanced at the camera.

He had no idea what painting she had made.

Before the exam time ended, none of the candidates’ paintings could be viewed, only after being collected and thoroughly reviewed could they be graded.

Ning Tingyu’s assessment was in the afternoon; he arrived an hour early, and Du Chunsheng asked him to rest in the office, where he happened to meet Yun Yue coming upstairs.

Upon seeing her, Ning Tingyu immediately started asking, "Senior, have you finished the exam? What was the question? Or did you just draw whatever?"

Yun Yue sauntered carelessly, "There was no specific question, just use your imagination."

Just as Ning Tingyu wanted to ask more, he saw her enter the president’s office and then she said "Good luck" before shutting the door.

He wisely touched his nose and headed towards the office next door.

Yun Yue sat lazily on the sofa, and soon, her assistant brought over a box lunch.

"Miss Yun, how do you feel?" The assistant, seeing her casual pose, couldn’t help but chuckle, noting that there was still an hour before the exam ended, but she had already come out.

"So-so," Yun Yue hadn’t felt hungry initially, but the smell of the food immediately made her hungry.

The assistant smiled silently, surprised that Miss Yun, who seemed quite flamboyant and confident, spoke so modestly.

She was of master-level skill, after all—if she was just "so-so," what would that make everyone else?

After eating, Yun Yue sat on the sofa and started playing with her phone, only then did she notice the message.

Her account had suddenly increased by 20 billion. Without even thinking, she knew it was that money-loaded fool who had transferred the funds. She squinted her eyes, logged into her Golden Net account, and sent a message back.

"Just send the address, private treatment, no one else should be present."

A net worth of hundreds of billions, surely skimming 20 billion off him wasn’t too excessive?

Yun Yue felt a bit guilty, after all, she originally didn’t want to charge for treating Uncle Xiao, but she needed the money.

"Do you have any other patients with difficult and complicated diseases around you? It’s a buy-one-get-one-free offer."

After sending that message, she felt much better emotionally.

Just as she was about to log out, she noticed the other party was typing, so she waited for the message to come through.

Six dots in reply.

She touched her nose and made an ’ok’ gesture.

Xiao Chen’s lips curved into a smile as he exited the chat interface.

Feeling guilty? She had already conned him out of so much money, and she was still worried about these 20 billion?

Marrying him, he would be all hers.

She often went to the Medical Organization’s base, and if it had been before she knew she was Ghost Doctor’s granddaughter, she might not have known what to do there, but now that she knew, she could guess a bit about her identity.

That time at Lan City Shangyun Hotel, it was such a coincidence to bump into her. Although she didn’t seem to fit with Ghost Doctor at all, those eyes didn’t lie.

Although she had masked it well, he had noticed after watching her for a long time.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, so quickly he couldn’t catch it, and when he tried to recall it, he couldn’t, so he had to push it aside and entered WeChat to send her a message.

"When should I come pick you up?"

Yun Yue saw the message box and switched to WeChat, "Nine o’clock."

She wouldn’t finish until eight-thirty, and she still had to give a report to Jiang Wenshan; tomorrow, she wouldn’t come to the Painting Association daily anymore.

By eight at night, all the candidates had finished their exams, each one looking as if they had been through some ordeal, utterly exhausted.

Jiang Wenshan knew she had been waiting for him in the office, and hurried over after his exam, staggering.

He had been sitting for ten hours, and his back was sore.

Yun Yue stepped forward to support him, took out a silver needle from her backpack, and gave him two quick jabs, which made him feel much lighter.

He looked at her gratefully: "You learn everything so quickly, sometimes I even wonder if I’ve held you back."