Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 651 - 462 Unappreciative (Third Update)

Chapter 651: 462 Unappreciative (Third Update)

Listening to the words of Third Young Master Yu, Xiaofeng’s eyes narrowed. Even if she wasn’t the smartest, the implications in his words were clear to her.

"Third Young Master, if you want to ask something or want to know something, please just ask me directly. I’m a person who likes to speak plainly and address matters directly, not one to hide daggers in my words." The way Third Young Master Yu said this, it was obvious there was a hidden meaning.

Third Young Master Yu thought she sounded guilty, "I’m just reminding you, even though Yecheng hasn’t woken up, you’re still his wife, and your actions can still affect him."

"From what you’re implying, it sounds like I’m doing something shameful or inappropriate outside our marriage," Xiaofeng chuckled lightly, picking up on his insinuation.

"I didn’t say that." Third Young Master Yu hadn’t expected Xiaofeng to be so straightforward. He had only heard some unfavorable rumors without confirming them.

Moreover, his relationship with Yecheng was quite good, so he naturally thought of giving her a reminder.

"I’m not interested in what you mean, but I can clearly tell you that I haven’t done anything disloyal to Ye Cheng. Does that satisfy you?"

Third Young Master Yu looked at her face. It was exceptionally serious, but the rumors were very persuasive as well, suggesting that she had gotten close to a gangster.

"It’s best if that is true. Please look over the documents, and call me if there are any issues. I will take my leave now," said Third Young Master Yu, uneasy.

Ever since dealing with Su Xiaofeng, her character had been trustworthy. He had just been unable to hold back because, deep down, he still felt sorry for Yecheng.

Xiaofeng smiled as he left, without looking up again.

She had interacted with Third Young Master Yu quite a bit due to work reasons, but his words today clearly showed that he didn’t trust her, thinking she would betray Yecheng at any moment.

If Third Young Master Yu knew about her close ties with the Dragon King, others might as well, meaning someone was definitely spreading the word.

With this thought, Xiaofeng laughed again. After all, one couldn’t blame others for this situation; if anyone was to blame, it was Ye Cheng himself. With his multiple identities, it was no wonder others misunderstood.

It just made things more difficult for her, having to take the fall for him—accusations like being flirtatious or inconstant in affections, for example.

...

After staying at the Quan Family’s home for two days, Xiaofeng returned to the Gu Family.

That evening, Xiaofeng mentioned Third Young Master Yu’s apparent dissatisfaction with her to Ye Cheng, who laughed so hard his teeth showed, "It seems everyone is worried that you might cuckold me."

"It’s you who’s actually cuckolding yourself," Xiaofeng shot back at him.

"That’s true," Ye Cheng nodded thoughtfully, "but the others don’t know that. Wife, I might have to trouble you for a few more days."

"Third Young Master Yu said he knows a Western doctor who specializes in brain injuries. Since you’ve been behind the scenes, you should have almost finished your investigation, right?"

"There are still some things I haven’t figured out."

"I’m thinking of using this Western doctor’s arrival as an opportunity. You have been ’unconscious’ at home for so long, you need to find a chance to ’wake up.’

"I know the Western doctor you’re talking about, don’t worry. Once he arrives, I’ll make arrangements for a chance to ’wake up.’

"So, are you going to go public with the identity of the Dragon King that soon?"

"Now is not the time."

"Are you going to use the Cloning Technique?"

"Even if I ’wake up,’ I will still need to rest at home for some time. As long as the outside world knows I’ve come back to life, that’s enough. Whether I’m fully recovered or able to handle affairs quickly is not their concern right now."

"That does seem reasonable."

"How have you been feeling these past few days? Don’t feel unwell anywhere? Grandfather said the ginseng wine you brewed is very good, and he insisted I have a little every day for my health; you should have some too. Your body is weaker, and you need to nourish it more." Ye Cheng placed his hand on Xiaofeng’s waist.

Although she wasn’t particularly thin, there wasn’t much flesh to pinch either.

"It seems I need to go to the pharmacy again and buy some ginseng."

"How many years’ worth do you want? I can have someone deliver it to you."

"Five hundred years old. Could you have someone send that?" Xiaofeng asked thoughtfully.

"It might not be impossible to get," Ye Cheng knew she was just testing him, and not genuinely asking for five hundred-year-old ginseng: "I have a friend who deals specifically in medicinal herbs. Whatever you need in the future, I can just tell him, and he’ll be able to get it for us."

Ye Cheng was a physician himself, and of course, he had his own channels for acquiring medicinal herbs.

"Alright, just send over two fifty-year-old ones for now. Last time I soaked a hundred-year-old piece, Grandpa was so distressed about it. Ginseng that’s a hundred years old, could it actually resuscitate someone?"

"It’s not that miraculous. According to you, wouldn’t someone ascend to heaven after eating five hundred-year-old ginseng? However, ginseng that is over a hundred years old does indeed possess Spiritual Energy, and it is very effective for treating some difficult and miscellaneous diseases, or for conditioning the body."

...

The Gu Family’s hiring of a Western doctor had become the talk of the Imperial Capital overnight. Everyone pricked up their ears, eager to know just how formidable this Western doctor was.

Previously, the Gu Family had tightly concealed the illness of Young Master Gu, letting not a single rumor leak out.

Now it seemed that Young Master Gu was indeed still alive, but had been unconscious since the explosion and had yet to wake up.

Speaking of which, he had been lying in bed for several months by now—not a short period of time.

This time, by releasing the news that they had hired a Western doctor, the Gu Family seemed to be placing a great deal of confidence in him, or at least they harbored hope.

At that moment, at a tea gathering, gossip about the Gu Family hiring a Western doctor was spreading: "To my thinking, this business of Western doctors is much ado about nothing. If Western medicine was really that effective, the Gu Family wouldn’t have waited until now to seek one. Maybe it’s just that Young Master Gu’s good days are over, and they’re hiring a Western doctor for show."

Lying in bed for several months, in plainer terms, is like being in a vegetative state.

It’s very difficult for someone in a vegetative state to wake up by themselves unless they have a strong will to live.

"It’s hard to say," someone with a different opinion chimed in: "Maybe Young Master Gu’s condition has improved, and that’s why they hired a Western doctor."

"You all don’t know yet, but I heard that country bride Young Master Gu married can’t bear the loneliness anymore and is starting to flirt around outside. Perhaps the Gu Family’s move is to deter that woman, to make her behave—after all, their son isn’t dead yet."

"I’ve heard as well. They say that Young Madam Gu is not content with staying put, and under the pretext of doing business, spends her time out and about. Just think about it—a woman, and not just any woman but a beautiful one whose husband lies unconscious in bed, constantly mingling with men under the guise of business dealings, but who knows what goes on behind closed doors."

"These women, they’re better off taking care of their husbands and children at home. Look at us, which of us goes out to show ourselves off? It’s the men who earn money and support the family while we manage the household. If we have time, we might meet up with our fellow ladies for a tea and a chat outside."

"You just don’t get it; that’s her strategy. She definitely knows about Young Master Gu’s injury. Because she knows, she’s looking for a way out for herself. Remember when she and Young Master Gu became involved; wasn’t it also because of some business? What kind of business can she possibly have outside, if not to find herself a long-term backer? Otherwise, once Young Master Gu dies, if the Gu Family throws her and her children out, where can they go in the Imperial Capital? She’d have no choice but to return where she came from."

"So, it is said that someone heard Young Master Gu might not make it much longer and started getting restless, thinking day and night about how to seduce men, just waiting for Young Master Gu to take his last breath before throwing herself into someone else’s arms. Tsk, people from small places sure are different—shameless, not to mention their thick skin."

"Exactly. Let me tell you, people from small places like her can’t compare to us, ladies of distinguished families. Don’t be fooled by her riding on the title of the Gu Family’s Young Madam or bearing the name of the Quan Family’s Young Lady. In reality, she’s just a shallow person who doesn’t appreciate the good of the Gu Family, nor does she understand that by her title as the Quan Family’s Young Lady, even if she remarried two or three times, she could still live a life of luxury. She’s so eager and foolish, trying to find herself footing—just wait until the Gu Family throws her out and the Quan Family disowns her, then the joke will be on her."

"It will be hilarious once she’s thrown out by the Gu Family and disowned by the Quan Family," someone snickered.

"Who are you talking about?" Dressed as a waitress, Lan Shuixian stood at the door with milk tea, anger evident in her eyes after hearing their conversation.

"Oh, what’s it to you who we’re talking about? You’re just a waitress here. How dare you care about what the guests are discussing? Don’t want your job anymore, do you?" A noble lady glanced at Lan Shuixian disdainfully.

"You can say what you like about others, I’ve got no say over that. But Xiaofeng is my good friend, so I have to step in when you talk about her," Lan Shuixian placed the milk tea on the table: "Xiaofeng is a very nice person, so please don’t gossip about her behind her back."

"How amusing." The noble lady picked up the milk tea that had just been served and splashed it toward Lan Shuixian’s face: "You’re nothing more than a waitress here. What right do you have to make such a demand of me? And what about this club—when did they start hiring such clueless waitresses? Are they trying to drive away their clientele?"