The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 62: A Bit Too Much

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: A Bit Too Much

"Shen, Fu, Xiao, Wang, Liu, Wen, Yu, Tian, Luo, Bai, the ten great families of Tianhai City." Sitting in her boudoir, Shen Silin drew lines on a piece of paper, "It is because of these ten families that the Li Family of Yanjing has no way to extend their reach into Tianhai City. However, the Shen Family plans to invite the wolf into the house... Hehe."

Shen Silin casually crossed out the Shen Family: "The Shen Family, annihilated."

"Ma Zhensheng, the son-in-law of the Fu Family, offended Yang Yu, the Fu Family, annihilated." Shen Silin crossed out the Fu Family as well, "Yufei is my ally, the Wen Family, possible to win over."

Shen Silin put a check next to the Wen Family, then another check next to the Xiao Family: "As long as Yang Yu can do a big favor for the Xiao Family, they too will be our allies."

"Whether the next few major families will be friends or foes, that’s up to fate." Shen Silin stared intently at the paper full of writing and muttered to herself, "If you want to become the unrivaled queen of Tianhai and stand against the Li Family, you must consolidate the ten great families of Tianhai City. But where to start? What a headache..."

"Why not let Yang Yu attract their fire, let Yang Yu become a real knife?"

The moment she thought of Yang Yu, Shen Silin’s face revealed a meaningful smile: "Kid, if you want my help to enhance your strength, you better perform well!"

As usual, Yang Yu arrived at the Silver Horse Club on time to start his shift.

Although he was now worth hundreds of millions, since he had signed a contract, he still had to do what needed to be done.

"Brother Yu."

"Brother Yu."

In the club, all the staff who saw Yang Yu greeted him respectfully.

"Hello." Yang Yu nodded to each one, with no airs about him.

Even though times had changed, he still didn’t consider himself above anyone else.

"Brother Yu is really approachable!" After Yang Yu left, a few young masters quietly discussed.

Gao Xiang came over, sneering repeatedly: "Just pretending, mark my words, one day he will show his true colors."

"Hehe." Some gave Gao Xiang a disdainful look, "Sounds like you’re just jealous?"

"Definitely, he was squeezed out of the lead dancer position by Brother Yu, how could he not harbor resentment?"

"Let it be, don’t hang around with such petty people, who knows when he might betray you."

Some kept their distance from Gao Xiang, who was so annoyed he itched with rage: "You damn cowherds, I curse your sons to be born without assholes!"

When the time came, Yang Yu started his performance on stage.

His singing and dancing skills were learned back in high school, when he didn’t know how many girls he had charmed.

But compared to before, his charm had grown even greater.

The Yin Yang Nine Mysterious Scripture had transformed his body, making it extremely perfect.

Bronze skin, clearly defined muscles, brimming with masculine energy.

Combined with his dance that showed an explosive force and his magnetic, sonorous voice, it provoked a scream from the whole audience: "Wow—"

"Amazing! Lead dancer, I love you!"

"How much do you want a month, I’ll take care of you! Even an annual package is fine!"

In such a noisy environment, ordinary people simply couldn’t hear what these women were shouting.

But Yang Yu’s hearing was too keen; he could hear every person’s voice clearly.

Alright, he pretended not to hear, and continued to sing and dance.

"Is this Xiao Lin’s place?" Sitting together at the corner of the lower level, Xiao Feng and Mrs. Shen sipped their cocktails leisurely, "Having Mr. Yang lead the dance, Xiao Lin is a bit over the top!"

"To have him lead the dance is to look up to him," Mrs. Shen said with pride, "Otherwise, why wouldn’t she find someone else?"

"Fine, fine, after all, he’s your guy. How you want to arrange him is your business," Xiao Feng took a big gulp of her drink, her face full of gloom, "When Mr. Yang has time, I’ll look for him then."

Without needing Xiao Feng to ask, Yang Yu came over after dancing to one song, "Chairman Xiao, did you want to see me?"

"Yes." Xiao Feng sighed deeply, "I asked my brother to give me their entire family’s birth dates, but my sister-in-law refused."

"Oh?" Yang Yu smiled faintly, seemingly unsurprised, "Your sister-in-law doesn’t trust me, or more accurately, doesn’t trust you."

"Yes." Xiao Feng nodded, "They think I just want to kill my brother and my nephew to monopolize all of the Xiao Family’s wealth for myself. She couldn’t be more wrong. My brother won’t live for another two years; do I need to harm him?"

"Without their birth dates, I can’t help you," Yang Yu spread his hands, "Chairman Xiao, you’ll have to figure this out on your own."

"Hmm, I’ll persuade my brother again and see if I can change his mind." Xiao Feng raised her glass, "Here, Mr. Yang, a toast to you. Regardless of the outcome, I must thank you for your intention."

"You’re welcome." They downed their drinks, and Yang Yu continued to sing and dance.

Xiao Feng laughed, "Mrs. Shen, I think Mr. Yang would make a great son-in-law. Don’t let Xiao Lin miss out."

"The children are grown up, and it’s up to her to make her own decisions," Mrs. Shen smiled, "You, a billionaire bachelorette, aren’t married yet but worry about Xiao Lin. You’re putting the cart before the horse!"

"Can’t help it, I’m at an age where old maids like me can’t get married anymore. Go for younger ones, and they’re just after your money. Go for ones my own age, and wealthy men surely won’t give you a second look, while I have no interest in those without money," Xiao Feng said mockingly of herself, "So, I might as well continue being an old maid, haha!"

"Xu Fan, you’re actually working as a cowherd here? You’ve completely lost face for me!" a girl shouted in anger, followed immediately by the sound of a loud slap.

Young Master Xu Fan held his face, tears brimming in his eyes, "Wenwen, your mother’s dowry demands are just too high, and Tianhai City’s housing prices are so steep. I really had no choice!"

"Having no choice allows you to become a gigolo?" Ding Wenwen was red-faced with rage, "My friend told me she saw you here, and I didn’t believe her. If she hadn’t brought me herself, I would never have believed that my boyfriend could be so disgusting, serving as a sanitary pad for old women!"

"Hey, hey, hey, girl, who are you calling old women?"

"We didn’t provoke you, keep talking nonsense and see if I don’t slap you!"

A group of middle-aged ladies who were watching the commotion felt offended and were very angry.

A woman in her thirties immediately beside Ding Wenwen apologized to them, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, my little sister got too carried away. Please don’t take it to heart, I’ll buy you a drink later."

Ding Wenwen glared fiercely at Xu Fan, "Don’t say anything, let’s break up!"

Xu Fan immediately knelt on the ground, holding Ding Wenwen’s legs, and cried out loud, "Wenwen, I’ll quit right away, please, I beg you, don’t break up with me!"