Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 124 - 125 Qin Long’s Excellent Cooking Skills!

Chapter 124: Chapter 125 Qin Long’s Excellent Cooking Skills!

"Mom, I’m willing to believe him," Tang Xuewu said, biting her red lip as she suddenly made up her mind.

Zhang Meilan was startled for a moment before sighing softly.

Could she have agreed to let Xuewu and me date? Qin Long wondered, but something still felt off.

Zhang Meilan had just sat down when she shot back to her feet. "I know Qin Long has been trying hard to protect Xuewu lately. But without a powerful background and significant financial resources, how can you make her happy? Or are you planning to use the money from mortgaging the Tang Family’s ancestral property to give her happiness? That would be courting disaster!"

Zhang Meilan’s expression darkened as she continued her tirade, her voice steadily rising. Tang Xuewu wanted to help Qin Long, but for a moment, she didn’t know how to interject.

A cold glint appeared in Qin Long’s eyes.

He was a Protector Heavenly Dragon, wielding the Punishment Sword in his right hand and commanding the Nine Yang Needles with his left. In all his life, he had never needed to explain his actions to anyone, and no one had ever dared to demand it. It was only in front of Tang Xuewu that he was willing to explain and argue. Yet, no one believed him.

"Weren’t you so confident just now?" Zhang Meilan crossed her arms, her face flushing with anger. "Why are you mute all of a sudden?"

"I have nothing to say to you," Qin Long replied with a dismissive wave of his hand, looking completely unfazed. "You wouldn’t believe me anyway, so why bother?"

If it weren’t for Xuewu, he would have already slapped the woman instead of wasting his breath trying to explain so much.

"Do you see? This is the man you’ve taken a fancy to?" Zhang Meilan seized the opportunity to turn her attack on Tang Xuewu. "He’s good for nothing but spouting lies."

"Mom, Qin Long already told you his position. It’s you who refuses to believe him..." Tang Xuewu said with a helpless gesture.

"Believe him? My foot!" Zhang Meilan’s face was a mask of scorn as her cold words continued relentlessly. "How many times has he deceived us? He claims to be some ’Medical Immortal’ who saved the old master, so why can’t he heal his own right leg? He’s a complete fraud, and you expect me to believe him?"

After all, his injury was plain for all to see. Seeing her daughter fall silent, Zhang Meilan pressed her attack even harder.

"If he were truly ambitious, would I be acting like this? Tell me, how many times has he bragged? What can he do besides talk big and show off? And now he has the audacity to claim he’s going to establish a ten-billion-yuan company for you. I nearly died laughing!" Zhang Meilan glared at Qin Long, her eyes narrowed in fury.

"I was the one who arranged the partnership with the Yaolong Group," Qin Long stated, giving her a cold glance. "So what’s the big deal about starting a tiny ten-billion-yuan company?"

"Do you hear that, Xuewu? He’s still bragging!" Zhang Meilan pointed at Qin Long before looking at Tang Xuewu with an expression of pure frustration and disappointment.

Tang Xuewu also looked helpless as she shook her head and sighed. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The partnership with the Yaolong Group was secured because Wang Ming had asked his mother for help; the credit belonged to them. Otherwise, Madam Zhao wouldn’t have been so polite to Wang Ming or promised to look after the Tang Family. Wang Ming’s intentions were clear: he had traded the interests of his own family’s project to secure this deal for the Tangs. This was an ironclad fact. It would be futile for Qin Long to try and explain it away. She hadn’t exposed him only to protect his pride. If his deception were revealed, Qin Long would be so mortified that he would leave the Tang Family immediately.

"Alright, alright, that’s enough," Tang Xuewu said, pulling Zhang Meilan into the kitchen. "I’m making sturgeon soup. Mom, come and help me prep."

As they left, she cast a fleeting glance back at Qin Long. A sigh escaped her, and a hint of disappointment filled her beautiful eyes.

Her mother had a point. If Qin Long had recovered and was more down-to-earth, she wouldn’t feel this way. Ah Long, I just wish you could be more ambitious. You don’t need to take credit for other people’s achievements just to please me.

"I have never lied to you."

A gentle voice suddenly spoke up. It was Qin Long, leaning on his crutch.

Zhang Meilan shot him a fierce glare before storming off to her room in a huff. Tang Xuewu immediately turned to Qin Long with a smile.

"Ah Long, don’t mind what my mom said. Go lie down for a bit. I’ll call you when the soup is ready."

Qin Long saw the lingering disappointment in her eyes but offered no further explanation.

Everything would be made clear on the day of the fiftieth-anniversary celebration. On that day, he would personally propose to Tang Xuewu with a Purple Rose and an engagement ring. All these misunderstandings would crumble on their own.

"Xuewu, I will never lie to you," Qin Long said, his expression suddenly becoming extremely serious. "I have a grand gift prepared for you on the day of the celebration. If I can’t deliver, I’ll leave the Tang Family on my own accord. You won’t have to ask me."

"Okay, okay. Why don’t you go soak in your medicinal bath for a while," Tang Xuewu replied, clearly wanting to end the discussion.

"Shall I help you?" Qin Long asked, slowly making his way to her side on his crutch.

"I didn’t know you could cook," Tang Xuewu said, surprised as she watched him expertly flip the wok with one hand.

"This is nothing," Qin Long declared with an air of aloofness, patting his chest. "My cooking skills were taught by the Culinary God himself. Even Michelin-starred chefs can’t compare."

"You... PFFT!" Tang Xuewu burst out laughing. Somehow, his foolish attempts at showing off were actually kind of cute.

"Alright, alright, I appreciate the offer, but this kitchen is really too small. I can’t even chop vegetables with you in here." Tang Xuewu took his arm, intending to lead him out.

"That’s an easy fix. We’ll just get a bigger house," he said. "Today, let me cook for you. You should get some rest." His voice softened. "These past three years, if it weren’t for your meticulous care, I would have died long ago... Xuewu, just this once, let me cook a meal for you. Let me take care of you."

Tang Xuewu was lost in a daze at his words. Beside her, Qin Long had already picked up the kitchen knife.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Sitting on a high stool, Qin Long tossed some green onions and ginger into the air. The knife in his hand became a blur, and perfectly minced pieces fell neatly into a bowl at his side. His skill with the blade was nothing short of divine.

"This..." Tang Xuewu’s beautiful eyes widened in astonishment, a gasp escaping her lips.

She had been ready to call his bluff and watch him get embarrassed, but instead, she was the one left completely stunned.

He then heated oil in the wok, his movements fluid and practiced. With Tang Xuewu assisting, an incredibly fragrant dish was ready in about ten minutes.

"Wow... Qin Long, you weren’t a cook in the army, were you?" Tang Xuewu asked, a renewed flicker of disappointment in her eyes.

Qin Long simply sighed in resignation, offering no explanation. Soon, he had prepared a whole table full of dishes.

"Dinner’s ready, Dad, Mom!" Tang Xuewu called out.

Afterward, she personally removed Qin Long’s apron.

Delight was clearly visible in her beautiful eyes. Qin Long’s cooking skills were incredible. He hadn’t been lying about that, at least. The feeling was even more thrilling than when Wang Ming had gifted her the Porsche.

"My goodness, Xuewu, when did your cooking get this good?" Tang De exclaimed in praise after taking a bite.

Zhang Meilan was also shocked. The spread of dishes looked unexpectedly masterful and was utterly tempting. Before Tang Xuewu could even pass her a pair of chopsticks, she had snatched them up and started eating.