Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 224 - 224 224 Relative of Yang Zixuan

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Isn’t that Zixuan?

A middle-aged couple walked up to Tang Feng and another person, the woman’s shrill tone making one involuntarily frown.

“Uncle, Aunt,” Yang Zixuan hurriedly stood up.

No matter what these two were like, they had lent her some money for her medical treatment.

“Xiao Xuan, this is where you’re wrong.

You got better and then went out to enjoy yourself?

And to such a fancy place, that’s not cool,” the aunt said with a forced smile and a look of disdain in her eyes that anyone could see.

“It’s not that, today is the first time I’ve come out with friends.

Don’t worry, Aunt, I’ll pay back the money as soon as possible.” Yang Zixuan was really anxious, fearing Tang Feng might think something of it, which could end everything she had struggled so hard to attain.

“Xiao Xuan, it’s good that you understand.

And who is this?” The aunt looked at Tang Feng, noting his attire was not that of a wealthy person, and was evidently a student.

However, she knew not to judge a book by its cover.

“I am Xiao Xuan’s friend.

I might as well call you Uncle and Aunt too if you don’t mind.”

After Tang Feng spoke, Yang Zixuan was initially embarrassed, but she felt delighted inside.

“We don’t mind.

And how should we address you?” The aunt suddenly had an idea.

With Xiao Xuan also there, it’s time to bring out Mr.

Deng from the Deng Family, yes, that’s the plan.

But before calling him out, she still wanted to probe Tang Feng’s background, to avoid offending someone important by mistake.

“My name is Tang Feng, you can call me Xiao Feng.

Why don’t we all sit together?” Tang Feng suggested.

“No thanks, we have a reservation.

You two chat, Xiao Xuan, how are you considering the matter I mentioned last time?” After hearing his last name was Tang, she lost interest immediately.

The Tang Family in Nandu wasn’t weak, but also nothing outstanding, so she no longer showed Tang Feng any good face.

“Aunt, I already have a boyfriend, thank you for your kindness.”

“Ungrateful girl, without us, you would have died a long time ago,” the uncle bluntly said.

Yang Zixuan couldn’t refute; it was the truth.

Her eyes reddened, and tears fell from the sense of injustice.

“Why cry?

We’re not going to cheat you.

Deng Hua’s family background and capabilities are more than enough to secure you a worry-free life.

What else does a woman want but a carefree existence?

Trust your aunt; if this works out, you’ll only be thanking us,” the aunt added fuel to the fire.

“I think you two elders are going too far, bargaining morals is really not cool.

Also, are you treating me as if I’m invisible?” Tang Feng was speechless; these two were really shortsighted.

“Young man, being handsome won’t fill your stomach these days, better think about how to support yourself first,” the uncle scoffed.

“Uncle, Aunt, there’s no need to say anymore.

I will never agree to it, I’m already pregnant with his child,” Yang Zixuan clenched her teeth and blurted out, startling Tang Feng with her bold move.

“What!

Xiao Xuan, how could you be so foolish?

Is it worth it to ruin your good days over this guy?” the aunt was flabbergasted.

“You can’t make a rotten fence post upright, and you don’t even consider what kind of life your parents are living.

Your parents aren’t supported, yet you start enjoying yourself first, shameless,” the uncle said and walked toward their reserved table.

Whoo—

Yang Zixuan was hit hard by their words, her uncle was not wrong.

Tonight, to treat Tang Feng to dinner, she spent thousands of dollars, now thinking about it, it wasn’t right.

“Sigh!

Why cry?

You know whether you care about your parents or not, don’t mind what others say.

Plus, you have me for everything,” Tang Feng said soothingly as he hugged Yang Zixuan, gently wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes.

“But I really did wrong, I should send the money home,” Yang Zixuan cried even harder.

“Silly, it’s just money, the last thing I lack,” Tang Feng laughed.

“That’s yours, how can it be the same.” Yang Zixuan rolled her eyes at Tang Feng without much spirit.

“What’s mine is yours.

What, are you regretting it?” Tang Feng said sternly, and Yang Zixuan quickly shook her head.

“How much money do you have?

I don’t want to owe them anything,” she’d rather owe Tang Feng, willing to spend a lifetime paying him back.

Tang Feng reached into his pocket and the next moment he had ten bundles of cash in his hand, “Give them this hundred thousand, and you won’t owe them anything anymore.”

“Okay.” Yang Zixuan did not hesitate, as she had already made her decision.

After putting the money down, she came back quickly with a smile on her face, “Ah Feng, let’s go.”

“How much more do you owe people?

Pay them all off,” Tang Feng said as they exited the Western-style restaurant.

“Some relatives are still short of thirty thousand,” Yang Zixuan said.

“Send back a million and let the elders rest; they’ve worked hard all their lives.

If they ask, tell them your son-in-law gave it,” Tang Feng said.

“Mm,” Yang Zixuan leaned into Tang Feng’s arms, “Let’s go to a hotel tonight.”

“Girl, are you sure?” Tang Feng didn’t want her to give herself to him out of gratitude.

“I love you, I’m very sure.

No one else can fill my heart but you.

Ah Feng, take me,” Yang Zixuan said, her neck flushing red and her heartbeat quickening.

When a woman confesses to this extent, it would be truly hypocritical for Tang Feng to say anything else.

Not picking a flower that’s readily available is foolish.

Yuehe Hotel, a five-star hotel in Nandu, under the control of the Red Tiger Alliance, Tang Feng brought Yang Zixuan straight here and used the supreme Gold Card to open the presidential suite.

Since taking down the Red Tiger Alliance, that room had become Tang Feng’s personal sanctuary.

After Mei Ling had it redecorated, it became even more luxurious, the suite alone costing over a billion.

With money, one should enjoy life; otherwise, what’s the point of working so hard all your life?

When you die, you’re just a pile of dust and can’t take anything with you.

Life is just a process of torturing and enjoying oneself.

If you don’t try to challenge it, then you might as well silently accept it.

Wealth must be created by oneself; what others give can’t last forever.

There are countless ways, and as long as you succeed, it’s the right path.

People only judge heroes by success or failure.

A woman who makes money can still be called a goddess.

A scoundrel who makes money can be addressed as a gentleman.

A beggar who makes money can still be called a boss.

If you don’t make money, even with flashy clothes, people won’t spare you a second glance.

Reality can crush a person’s will at any moment.

When Yang Zixuan saw the luxurious suite, she was deeply shaken.

In the past, she had only seen such scenes in TV series.

Indeed, a woman’s success comes faster than a man’s.

Thinking about becoming Tang Feng’s woman, she could no longer keep calm.

Tang Feng turned on the heating, and the entire suite felt like summer.

Unable to help herself, Yang Zixuan took off her coat, revealing a gorgeously curvaceous figure as if sketched by the heavens, breathtakingly beautiful.

Tang Feng carried Yang Zixuan into the bathroom.

However, she quickly pushed him out.

“Well, sooner or later you’ll see it,” Tang Feng said with a helpless, wry smile.

Yang Zixuan, her face pink, touched her heart, feeling breathless; indeed, even with full preparation, she was still very nervous.

An hour later, she walked out wrapped in a bathrobe, only to see Tang Feng standing on the balcony, smoking a cigarette, seemingly deep in thought.

“Ah Feng, you go take a shower,” she said quickly, then dashed to the bed and buried her head under the covers; after all, it was normal to feel shy having never tried it before.

Tang Feng stubbed out his cigarette, flicked it away, and turned to enter the bathroom.

Men are different from women; he spent half the time in the shower, plus with such a beautiful and auspicious night, he didn’t want to waste it.

“Little Xuanxuan, here I come,” Tang Feng also dove under the covers.

Then, the bedding heaved, tumbling up and down, and those wonderful sounds drifted out from the room, floating into the night sky.