The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 384: Lingxiao Villa isn’t even one-millionth as important as you_1

Chapter 384: Chapter 384: Lingxiao Villa isn’t even one-millionth as important as you_1

Zhang Xian was a bit confused when Mo Shaoyun came to him voluntarily.

He had been busy in the secret chamber making and preparing medicine to ensure supplies for Lingxiao Villa recently, and hadn’t been out much. He had met Mo Shaoyun when he got back, but he’d received a cold response despite his warm greeting.

Now that Mo Shaoyun had taken the initiative to find him, he was quite pleased and asked quickly, "Wife, what good news do you have for me?"

Mo Shaoyun looked at Zhang Xian and said, "There have been many trivial matters to deal with recently, which have required quite a lot of money. Do you have any left? As the boss, you should contribute some, right?"

Zhang Xian asked, "You’re out of money?"

Mo Shaoyun said, "I didn’t bring much, it’s all used up. Surely you can’t expect me to transfer money from Yanjing all the time? As for others, I don’t want to ask them. After all, Lingxiao Villa is yours and I am the person in charge. I think we should take care of everything ourselves. If you don’t have any money, I will get some from Yanjing."

"How much do you need?"

Zhang Xian had some money in hand from the auction sale. He said, "I have over 170 million now, is that enough?"

"Um..."

Mo Shaoyun only needed a few millions to deal with some small matters—it wouldn’t cost that much.

She knew that Zhang Xian didn’t usually have much money, so she didn’t expect to ask for much. Now that Zhang Xian mentioned more than a hundred million, she was quite taken aback.

Frowning, she asked, "Where did you get all that money? I thought you didn’t have much?"

Zhang Xian laughed, "I earned it! These few days, I went to Yuntai Town and sold some things, so that’s how I made the money."

Mo Shaoyun curiously asked, "What did you sell? It must have been quite expensive!"

Zhang Xian replied, "A couple packs of medicinal powder."

"What kind of medicinal powder?" Mo Shaoyun widened her beautiful eyes.

While some medical herbs could be quite expensive, there were also limits. What kind of medicinal powder could sell for over a hundred million?

"I can’t really explain it right now."

Zhang Xian said, "This medicinal powder doesn’t have any effect for ordinary people, but it’s of great use to martial artists—it’s not expensive at a hundred million plus. In the future, there will be even more valuable medicines!"

Mo Shaoyun held out her hand and said, "If you can’t explain it clearly, don’t bother! Just give me a million."

Zhang Xian held out a card in his hand, "All the money is on this card, I’ll give it to you. The password is your birthday."

"My... my birthday?"

Mo Shaoyun took the card in surprise and asked, "Why... why would you use my birthday as the password? Aren’t you afraid your other wives will be jealous?"

"Because I have you in my heart! Didn’t you say I’ve always treated you as someone disposable? Here’s the proof." Zhang Xian said, "Stop misunderstanding me for no reason."

Mo Shaoyun looked skeptically at Zhang Xian without saying a word.

"Why are you staring at me? I’m only speaking the truth." Zhang Xian laughed.

The card had been given to him by his master and the password had always been Mo Shaoyun’s birthday. After the incident in Yanjing, even though he was a bit prejudiced against Mo Shaoyun, he didn’t change the password.

Now that Mo Shaoyun had developed feelings for him, and his own discomfort was gone, he naturally wouldn’t change the card password.

Even though Mo Shaoyun had been giving him the cold shoulder lately, he was not a fool. Given Mo Shaoyun’s character, the reason she decided to stay in Tiandu must have been because she still had feelings for him.

Otherwise, why would Mo Shaoyun stay? As the sole heiress of Yanjing’s Mo family, did she need to endure hardships for Lingxiao Villa’s slight interests?

Would he give up on a woman who always faithfully guarded him? Now when he thought back, he felt he had been rather foolish to almost let Mo Shaoyun slip away.

Mo Shaoyun glanced at Zhang Xian and walked away with the card in her hand.

Zhang Xian suddenly stepped forward and hugged Mo Shaoyun tightly, holding her soft figure in his embrace.

"Zhang Xian, what are you doing?"

Mo Shaoyun was surprised and started to struggle, "If you try anything, I won’t let you off."

"I’m just hugging you, why are you acting like this? Am I not even allowed to hug you?" Zhang Xian didn’t let go, inhaling the faint aroma of Mo Shaoyun’s body, he seemed intoxicated, "Wife, I love your scent; it’s so calming. I didn’t realize that you naturally smell so good. Not many women have such a wonderful quality!"

Mo Shaoyun turned pale, "Are you going to let go or not?"

"Um..."

Zhang Xian, seeing Mo Shaoyun was about to get angry, let go reluctantly.

At the same time, he felt a little down.

After all, Mo Shaoyun was his fiancée, wasn’t she? It wasn’t even about kissing—she couldn’t stand a simple hug. Was she trying to reject him so hard?

Mo Shaoyun glared at Zhang Xian, neatly adjusted her clothes, and ran away blushing.

When she was held by Zhang Xian, she had an inexplicable impulse and liked the feeling of being in his arms. However, she was uncertain about the future and could not accept Zhang Xian yet.

She is a traditional woman who wouldn’t surrender her body to Zhang Xian until she was certain about her feelings.

"Sigh..."

Zhang Xian sighed and walked down the mountain.

Just now, he didn’t have any dirty thoughts about Mo Shaoyun—he simply wanted to give her a hug. However, even for such a simple hug, Mo Shaoyun didn’t give him the right.

However, he doesn’t blame Mo Shaoyun, all this is his own doing.

...

Yanjing, Cao Family Villa, in the hall.

Upon learning of his son’s disappearance, Cao Zhengde, the head of the Cao Family, is filled with worry and simmering anger.

Although the Cao Family may not be the most influential family in Yanjing, they are definitely up there. Their beloved eldest son has mysteriously disappeared without a trace.

"Big brother, we’ve been searching for days now, and there’s still no news."

Cao Zhengkai, Cao Zhengde’s younger brother, steps forward, saying, "I suspect that Cao Ge might have been harmed by someone."

"That’s a possibility."

Cao Zhengde said grimly, "However, until the results come out, keep searching. I want proof of life or death. Also, have someone probe the situation with Mo Shaoyun. If the Mo Family is involved with this, and anything happens to my son, I’ll make the entire Mo Family pay for it. I will see to their demise."

"Alright, I’ll arrange it right away." Cao Zhengkai nodded, turning to leave.

Cao Zhengde sat on the sofa, the corners of his mouth twitching rhythmically.

He only has one prized son. The future of the Cao family rests in Cao Ge’s hands, he is the only heir. One can imagine how furious he would be if something happened to Cao Ge.

...

Days went by, and the fiery summer has arrived. The temperature is rising and the earth is like a furnace.

During this period, Lingxiao Manor has officially got off the ground, leading the leisure and entertainment industry in Tiandu. Even many outsiders are attracted by the allure of Lingxiao Manor.

Watching Lingxiao Manor flourish day by day, Zhang Xian was quite pleased.

With such a big business, he wouldn’t have to worry about money anymore. Lingxiao Manor was a huge gold mine.

As time went by, Lingxiao Manor also launched many new services, most of which were related to health preservation.

These services were indeed sought after.

Nowadays, there are more and more wealthy people, living better and better lives. However, the ironic fact is, the better the life, the shorter the lifespan. That’s why many people pay attention to their health.

The services provided by Lingxiao Manor undoubtedly cater to their needs. Many have traveled a long way to seek these services.

Of course, having a reputation is one thing, but having capabilities is another. Those who have used the service in Lingxiao Manor have given rave reviews, and that’s why many customers travel long distances to come here.

After Lingxiao Manor got on the right track, Zhang Xian has also put his idea of setting up an auction house into action, and preparatory work is currently underway.

He plans to assign Wen Yulan and Duan Hong to manage it. Although they are not experienced in operating an auction house, they can learn over time, and he doesn’t plan to go big at the moment.

As for him, there are more important matters.

What’s sold at the auction is one aspect, and the inauguration of the auction house must make a splash.

Another reason he wants to set up an auction house is not only to make money, but mainly to attract a few Innate experts. After spending some time with Jun Wuhen and Qiu Yun, he learned a lot.

Back in the mountains, his master was an Ancient Martial Arts Practitioner, but never talked about the world of ancient martial arts, allowing him to explore on his own after leaving the mountains, to give him some pressure.

Now, knowing that certain Ancient Martial Arts Sects really exist, he is thinking about establishing his own faction.

There are several beauties he can’t let go of. If there is not enough power, if a sect comes to kill them, wouldn’t these women be in great danger?

This is definitely not something he wants to see. Prevention is better than cure.

"Zhang Xian..."

Suddenly, Wen Yulan ran over holding Yueyue, "I...I have an urgent matter and need to go home, do you... do you have time recently?"

"What are you suddenly going home for?"

Zhang Xian said: "You’re so busy right now! There is still a lot of work here that you and Elder Sister Hong need to handle!"

Wen Yulan said, "Something happened at home, I must go back."

"What happened?"

Zhang Xian asked, "Can you tell me?"

"This..."

Wen Yulan hesitated for a moment, "It’s about my ex-husband, he’s causing trouble, and I must go back. If you have time, can you escort me? If not, I’ll travel back by myself."

"Let’s go, I’ll accompany you."

Seeing that it was related to Wen Yulan’s ex-husband, Zhang Xian couldn’t just sit by.

He wanted to see for himself what kind of man this was, capable of abandoning a woman like Wen Yulan.

"Are you sure you have time?"

Wen Yulan said, "If you’re too busy, don’t worry about escorting me, the matters here are more important."

"What do you mean the matters here are more important?"

Zhang Xian said, "It’s only natural that I care about you. If it wasn’t urgent, you wouldn’t be so anxious. Something happened at home, right? I can’t just ignore it. Lingxiao Manor is static, but you are alive. No matter how busy we are here at Lingxiao Manor, it doesn’t outweigh your well-being by even the slightest bit. If your ex-husband dares to cause trouble at your home, I’ll make sure he comes in walking but leaves on a stretcher."