The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 207 - 206 Negotiations

Chapter 207: Chapter 206 Negotiations

His little wife was really skilled at gardening; although the Space Button could reduce the flow of time, it couldn’t preserve things for long, and even those transported from Luyi Star would somewhat deteriorate.

It was unclear how she managed it, but the roses in her hands were always fresh and beautiful, and they lasted longer than any other flowers.

Si Yuting also noticed the Optical Brain Bracelet on the table and picked it up to wear on his wrist, asking softly, "Is it ready?"

"It’s ready."

The two boarded the aircraft one after the other and flew towards the Imperial Palace.

Upon entering the palace, Si Yuting took her to meet Gong Yun.

Although she and the Palace Commander were old acquaintances, this was the first time they met in this capacity.

Having had past experience dealing with him, Qu Tong was entirely at ease throughout.

Gong Yun also displayed the affection and tranquility of an elder, lavishing praise on Qu Tong.

This time, the negotiations would also include the Palace Commander and his assistant Fu Jin, but they were there just to provide presence, with Si Yuting still taking the lead.

The Alchemist Association had also just arrived, and on the way to the conference hall, they happened to bump into each other.

In contrast to Si Yuting’s group of four, the Alchemist Association’s entourage was much more grand, with a dozen people following before and after.

Lan Weiying also came, dressed in a white silk blouse, a light purple skirt, and her signature cold brown curly hair, exuding her usual cool and noble aura.

Lan Weiying also noticed Qu Tong, who was also wearing purple, but Qu Tong was in no way inferior.

Different temperaments, different kinds of beauty; Qu Tong’s presence seemed even more glamorous, but she was naturally able to carry such splendor, making her even more captivating.

Qu Tong received several unfriendly glances.

Si Yuting sensed this and took her hand, sweeping a glance over and said indifferently, "Don’t mind them."

Even without Si Yuting saying so, Qu Tong wouldn’t have cared.

After all, looks can’t kill, so if they wanted to glare a little longer, let them be, it wasn’t her eyes that would be pained.

Qu Tong maintained a positive attitude throughout, responding with a light smile.

Soon they entered the negotiation phase.

Although Qu Tong was a party concerned, she didn’t need to speak at all; her presence was all that was required.

Even though the Alchemist Association had numbers on their side, it didn’t give them any advantage.

Si Yuting held an absolute dominance and a clear mind; the business world was also a battlefield, and it was his area of expertise.

Gong Yun only occasionally added a few comments.

Listening, Qu Tong tried to analyze and learn something as well.

From time to time, someone would throw a glance her way, but Qu Tong acted as if she hadn’t seen it.

However, Lan Weiying’s gaze seemed a bit different.

Uncertain, she decided to watch a bit longer.

Lan Weiying didn’t speak at all throughout the proceedings, maybe Lan Jianghong just brought her along for the experience.

Even Lan Xingye didn’t receive such treatment, hmm~

Lan Weiying’s gaze kept unconsciously falling on them, occasionally revealing glimpses of repression and restraint; it was probably not Qu Tong’s imagination.

Qu Tong raised an eyebrow, turning her head to look at Si Yuting’s profile, so handsome.

His confident manner of speaking was also very appealing.

Noticing that the tea beside Si Yuting’s hand had run out, Qu Tong’s eyes twinkled, and while the Alchemist Association’s people were speaking, she pushed her own cup over and swapped out the empty one.

Si Yuting just glanced at her briefly, took a sip of the tea, and then set it down, refocusing his attention on the negotiations.

Although her own cup was full, she was confident that Lan Weiying must have seen her take a sip at the beginning.

Her peripheral vision caught a shift in Lan Weiying’s expression, turning to her, a covert malice.

As expected~

At this point in the negotiations, everyone’s attention suddenly shifted to Qu Tong.

Under Si Yuting’s thorough offensives, the Alchemist Association was clearly at a disadvantage.

The current situation of the Alchemist Association certainly didn’t allow them to lose this substantial revenue from the military department, yet Si Yuting showed no sign of concession, and moreover, he held the upper hand.

In the end, the Alchemist Association had to compromise, but they requested that Lan Guofu’s death penalty be commuted.

Si Yuting also inquired, looking towards Qu Tong.

Qu Tong had no hesitation and nodded her head.

She knew that as long as she didn’t nod her agreement, Si Yuting wouldn’t concede, and this negotiation could potentially end in discord.

But who could blame her for involuntarily considering the well-being of Si Yuting’s family, as they had treated her too well.

Who wouldn’t feel grateful being part of such a family?

Even if Lan Guofu had his sentence reduced in the future, he would pose no threat to her.

Si Yuting had done his utmost to secure her compensation and a public apology, and, gritting his teeth, Lan Jianghong agreed.

In the following half-hour, both parties efficiently discussed the details and signed a new contract for the duration of 20 years.

Most of the previous contract terms continued, with the price of the Special-grade potions rising to 15 million per vial, and half of the biannual compensation payments specified to go to Miss Ali’s God of Wealth Temple, which was included in the contract.

The Alchemist Association’s attempt to interfere with the military was thus thwarted.

Including Lan Jianghong, the main members of the Lan Family bowed and apologized to Qu Tong after signing the contract, and only then did she sign her letter of forgiveness.

As the members of the Alchemist Association left the conference hall, their faces were dark.

Lan Weiying was the last to leave, hesitantly called out, "Your Highness Prince Yuting..."

Si Yuting’s cold gaze swept over, and Lan Weiying pressed her lips together, saying nothing more, picked up the notebook on the table, and walked away.

Si Yuting frowned slightly.

Looking down, he noticed Qu Tong leisurely watching him, a slight smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Meeting Si Yuting’s puzzled gaze, Qu Tong gestured with her finger for him to come closer.

Si Yuting sat back down.

Qu Tong leaned in close to Si Yuting’s ear and whispered, "Lan Weiying likes you."

Si Yuting paused for a moment, then said, "That’s not true."

Si Yuting’s voice, like his expression, was devoid of any fluctuations, as if discussing a trivial matter not worth dwelling on.

Qu Tong spread her hands, as if to say, she didn’t believe it, but let it go.

It didn’t matter in the end.

Gong Yun and Fu Jin, prompted by Si Yuting’s sudden outburst, looked over.

Taking the opportunity, Si Yuting said to Gong Yun, "Grandfather has been troubled with this affair; I will take my wife to see Emperor Father."

"Go on, go on. We will handle the rest," Gong Yun responded, his spirits lifted by the happy occasion.

When Si Yuting stood up, Qu Tong followed suit and they both left the conference room.

Once outside, Si Yuting continued the earlier conversation: "Don’t overthink it, I have never had any contact with the second Miss Lan."

"I’m not overthinking it."

It was clear at a glance that it was an unrequited love from Lan Weiying.

She was just clarifying Lan Weiying’s last actions for Si Yuting.

She trusted Si Yuting’s words.

Prince Yuting was too outstanding for it to be helped; there were a great many rivals for his affection on the internet.

Seeing that Qu Tong truly hadn’t taken it to heart, Si Yuting instead furrowed his brows.

Taking Qu Tong’s hand, he walked and said, "You’ve been wronged this time, and when you meet my father later, you can ask him for anything you want."

"Okay," Qu Tong nodded in agreement.

In truth, she hadn’t felt wronged.

If she hadn’t been the Princess Consort, without the protection of Emperor Mother and Si Yuting, Lan Guofu’s attempted murder wouldn’t have led to a death sentence, nor would she likely have received such a high level of compensation. With the influence and power of the Alchemist Association, a public apology would be even less conceivable.

This honor was given by the Royal Family; reciprocating with some value was within reason.

There were surveillance devices in the conference hall, and Si Chen and Empress had long been aware of the result.

The mood of both was significantly improved, and even the usually dignified Si Chen showed several smiles to him.

Qu Tong currently didn’t have any particular wishes, so she asked Si Chen for 5 million Star Coins.

The Empress laughed and scolded, "What kind of request is that?"

She then transferred 10 million Star Coins to Qu Tong and expressed that Qu Tong could make more requests any time she thought of something else in the future.

The Emperor also assigned a Royal Guard for her protection, an SS-rank powerhouse named Gu Xiu, the son of the Royal Guards’s leader.

Gu Xiu and his father, Gu Qiao, did not resemble father and son so much as they did brothers.