Peach Blossom Divine Medical God
Chapter 838 - 834: Compensation for Honor Damage

Chapter 838: Chapter 834: Compensation for Honor Damage

Liu Xuebin became even more flustered this time, his expression turning incredibly unnatural.

After much deliberation, he finally realized he couldn’t talk his way out of this, so he went ahead and apologized directly.

"President Li, I’m sorry... I was talking nonsense. I offer you my sincere apology and hope you won’t take it personally," Liu Xuebin said, his face full of earnestness.

Li Han heard his words, and her expression softened a bit, but this didn’t mean the matter was resolved.

She knew Liu Xuebin must have had some conflict with Chen Yang; otherwise, Chen Yang wouldn’t have acted this way.

So, she turned her head to Chen Yang, the meaning clear: this matter ultimately depends on how Chen Yang wants to handle it.

If Chen Yang nodded, then Liu Xuebin would be off the hook. Otherwise, there was no way he’d let him off easily.

Chen Yang caught Li Han’s drift and replied, "Slandering the Li Family’s reputation—this is no small matter. A simple apology with a couple of words isn’t going to cut it. If we just let it slide, rumors will fly all over town, and before you know it, anyone could claim to be a son-in-law of the Li Family."

Chen Yang’s words hit hard, and Liu Xuebin instantly looked ashen.

The classmates present also felt a surge of anger inside and privately cursed Chen Yang for stirring the pot and enjoying the chaos.

They were furious, but there was no way they’d dare express it now. Flaring up in front of Li Han? That would be the end of their family businesses.

"Wouldn’t kill you to shut up, would it?"

Liu Xuebin swallowed his anger and asked Chen Yang, "So, Chen Yang, what do you want me to do for this matter to be over?"

"What do I want? It’s simple, really. When someone spreads rumors, isn’t it common to pay compensation for reputational damage? Just compensate, say, a few million, and we’ll call it even," Chen Yang said in a casual tone.

When Liu Xuebin heard "a few million," his face fell apart.

"A... a few million? Chen Yang, are you kidding me? Where would I get a few million?" Liu Xuebin stammered in embarrassment.

Seeing Liu Xuebin’s flustered expression, Chen Yang couldn’t help but let out a cold sneer.

"Huh? Don’t have a few million? Weren’t you just acting all high and mighty, like some big shot? And now you’re telling me you can’t even scrape together a few million?" Chen Yang said with heavy sarcasm, making Liu Xuebin’s face turn green.

Such humiliation.

He truly hadn’t expected things to spiral into this. Originally, he planned to show off at the reunion but never anticipated it turning out like this.

He felt utterly hopeless.

"Chen Yang... stop mocking me, please... I really don’t have a few million, but I could manage a few hundred thousand if President Li doesn’t find it too little! I’m willing to compensate!" Liu Xuebin said through gritted teeth.

Chen Yang mentioned money just to mock Liu Xuebin; he hadn’t seriously intended to make him pay.

But now that Liu Xuebin offered compensation of his own accord, Chen Yang figured it would be foolish not to take advantage.

However, a few hundred thousand felt too low to him, so he continued nonchalantly, "A few hundred thousand? That’s a bit stingy, don’t you think? Surely you can round it up to a million?"

"I... I don’t have it," Liu Xuebin said bitterly, genuinely at his limit with a few hundred thousand.

Chen Yang could see it in his expression.

"Heh, don’t have it? Can’t you borrow it? Besides, aren’t there plenty of classmates here who want to get chummy with you? Why not give them a chance to show their loyalty?" Chen Yang mocked once again.

But his words weren’t directed solely at Liu Xuebin—he said them for the bemused-looking classmates watching.

Upon hearing Chen Yang’s words, the faces of those people turned even darker. Their gazes avoided both Liu Xuebin and Chen Yang outright.

Liu Xuebin dreaded borrowing money, while Chen Yang sent them into a spiral of shame.

Earlier, they had mocked Chen Yang plenty. Now, seeing him as the true heavyweight, they couldn’t escape their embarrassment.

Liu Xuebin scanned his classmates but found none willing to speak up, abandoning any intentions of borrowing from them. Instead, he grabbed his phone and started calling his usual friends for help.

But the results were dismal; he barely managed to raise any money.

Ultimately, he called his father, reluctantly cobbling together the million and transferring it to Chen Yang.

When Chen Yang saw the payment notification, he smiled lightly.

"Alright, the money’s in. Consider this matter settled. Just be careful in the future—don’t mess with people’s reputations, especially with those you can’t afford to provoke. Got it?" Chen Yang looked at Liu Xuebin with a half-smile.

"Understood!"

Liu Xuebin dared not show his anger, simply swallowing the humiliation and moving on.

"Alright, it’s done. I’m leaving."

Chen Yang gave a small smile and, without lingering, took Li Han’s hand to leave.

But to his surprise, these classmates weren’t just snobs—they were shockingly thick-skinned!

Seeing Chen Yang about to leave, several shamelessly approached him to try and cozy up.

"Uh... Chen Yang, wait a moment! There’s another activity for the class reunion. I’ve always wanted to catch up with you."

"Yeah, Chen Yang, it’s rare for us to gather—don’t rush off. Sure, things got awkward earlier, but now that it’s resolved, isn’t everything fine?"

...

Hearing these words, Chen Yang felt his worldview shatter.

Absolutely shameless.

"Initially, I came to reconnect, but the faces I’ve seen here—I don’t know how to dignify them. Let’s keep our distance in the future," Chen Yang said decisively before pulling Li Han away without looking back.

In the private room, dozens of people stared at Chen Yang’s departing figure, filled with regret.

They wondered how they hadn’t seen through Chen Yang’s uniqueness. If only they’d formed a connection—how much they could have gained!

At the same time, many of them glaringly resented Qian Long, particularly Liu Xuebin.

If not for Qian Long running his mouth, confidently claiming Chen Yang was a waiter, how would the situation have turned into this?

"Fucking bad luck,"

Liu Xuebin cursed and strode out of the private room.

...

On the other side, after leaving the room, Chen Yang and Li Han stepped into the elevator heading to the top-floor office.

Back in the office, Li Han couldn’t help but laugh as she asked Chen Yang what had happened.

Even though Li Han roughly understood the situation, she was curious to hear the details.

Chen Yang then recounted the general events for her.

After hearing the story, Li Han laughed uncontrollably while perched on Chen Yang’s lap.

"Haha, this is hilarious! Why are your classmates all like this? Last time at Ruoxi’s class reunion, the same thing happened—I was dying of laughter," Li Han said, still laughing.

Chen Yang looked gloomy. "Don’t tell Ruoxi about this. I joked about her reunion last time, and if she finds out I had a similar experience, she’ll never stop teasing me."

"Alright, alright, I won’t say anything,"

Li Han assured him. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. "Oh, you’re free this evening, right? How about having hotpot at your place? I’m suddenly craving hotpot."

"Sure, call Ruoxi to join us. If she’s coming, let’s make a night of it—don’t bother heading back. Tomorrow, we can go check out the construction site," Chen Yang immediately agreed.

"Sounds good."

Li Han had no objections. After nodding in agreement, she grabbed her phone to call Yang Ruoxi.

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