Rural Carefree Little Immortal Doctor
Chapter 197: Aren’t You Afraid That His Daughter Can’t Take It?

Chapter 197: Chapter 197: Aren’t You Afraid That His Daughter Can’t Take It?

Zhang Wenqing turned his head to look at Chen Ziyang, seeking his opinion.

Chen Ziyang was still lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed, smiling at Xiaofeng.

"You’ve been cursing at me for over ten minutes, I remember it all!"

"What the fuck? Dare to curse Ziyang?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wenqing became enraged again, grabbed Xiaofeng by the collar, and started swinging left and right, slapping him more than twenty times.

Xiaofeng’s face was beaten until it was bruised and swollen, unrecognizable from its original appearance.

"I’m s-sorry..."

Xiaofeng started crying with a grimace, "I really recognize my mistake now..."

"Brother Qing, take him away, take a few photos to keep on hand."

Chen Ziyang noticed that Chu Yao had turned white with fright, and he lost interest in tormenting Xiaofeng.

If it hadn’t been for her presence, Chen Ziyang would definitely have taught him a lesson, showing him the dangers of society.

"Alright, got it."

Zhang Wenqing, holding Xiaofeng by the hair, exited Chu Yao’s house.

No matter how Xiaofeng cried and begged for mercy, it was all useless.

The room fell into a moment of silence.

Chu Yao was in a state of total bewilderment.

Xiaofeng’s shamelessness had left her feeling utterly hopeless.

Yet, what she couldn’t get over was Chen Ziyang’s performance.

Composed, calm, yet unspeakably cruel!

Compared to him, Xiaofeng was like a mere clown. With just a couple of phone calls, Chen Ziyang had him toeing the line.

"President Chen..."

"Don’t worry, he wouldn’t dare to slander you."

Chen Ziyang said softly, "Even if he’s stupid, he knows the consequences of such actions."

Chu Yao nodded vigorously.

She believed that Chen Ziyang would handle the matter well.

The problem was, she now found Chen Ziyang a bit terrifying, yet at the same time, incredibly charismatic!

Unlike anyone she had ever met before.

"It’s settled then, Journalist Chu, you should rest! You heard me on the phone just now, my woman is waiting for me at home."

Chen Ziyang got up, ready to leave: "And through this incident, you should have felt what it’s like to be slandered. So I hope that your reporting on my company will be truthful and objective. Thanks."

Chu Yao certainly understood what Chen Ziyang meant.

Moreover, after this incident, even if there were any real issues with Yueji Beauty, she would not report them.

She knew she owed Chen Ziyang a huge favor.

"President Chen..."

Suddenly, she called out to Chen Ziyang.

Chen Ziyang turned to look at her.

Originally, after everything that happened tonight, Chu Yao really hoped that Chen Ziyang would stay and keep her company, even just for a chat.

But thinking about him going to He Yuxin’s place...

Her mood inexplicably dropped, yet she still couldn’t bring herself to ask him to stay.

"Will you come tomorrow to continue my treatment?"

"Of course, you haven’t fully recovered yet."

Chen Ziyang smiled, "Goodnight, Journalist Chu."

Chen Ziyang left.

For Chu Yao, too much had happened that evening, leaving her emotions unsettled.

She hugged her knees, staring at the sofa where Chen Ziyang had sat, murmuring to herself...

"If Chen Ziyang were my boyfriend, would I give my body to him?"

...

When Chen Ziyang arrived at He Yuxin’s place, he found that He Yongsheng indeed had made soup.

However, he did not see He Yongsheng himself.

"Where’s Uncle He?"

In the dining room, Chen Ziyang asked while sipping the soup.

Next to him, He Yuxin was propping up her chin with both hands, gazing at Chen Ziyang like a lovesick puppy.

"He said he’s gone to rest."

Chen Ziyang chuckled.

He guessed that He Yongsheng felt awkward.

Coming to his own home late at night and having to make restorative soup for someone who was with his daughter.

"Putting so many tonics in this, isn’t he afraid his daughter won’t be able to handle it?"

Chen Ziyang said with a mischievous smile.

He Yuxin’s face turned red, "Whether or not you drink those things, I can’t handle it..."

He Yuxin was genuinely impressed with Chen Ziyang’s prowess.

That week, forty-nine times in seven days, which man could achieve that?

Not to mention that in the following days, Yang Muxue joined the fray, and even together they couldn’t best Chen Ziyang.

"It’s about time, let’s go upstairs!"

Thoughts of these events made He Yuxin impatient, and she immediately pulled Chen Ziyang to her feet.

Chen Ziyang forced a smile, "There’s still some left in the pot! I haven’t finished yet!"

"Save it for tomorrow!"

He Yuxin cast aside her reserve, "I can’t wait any longer!"