Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 215 - 216: Wang Xiuhe, frustrated by the failure to meet expectations!

Chapter 215: Chapter 216: Wang Xiuhe, frustrated by the failure to meet expectations!

"Otherwise, when the time comes, there will be chaos, and even I won’t be able to protect your Wang Family."

Yang Xue’s voice was faint, but in Wang Ming’s ears, it was a raging tempest.

"Sister Xue, I would never dare... deceive you..."

"What happened to that sword?" Wang Ming forced himself to ask.

"Knowing too much isn’t good for you."

"Alright, give the tablet to Aunt He."

Hearing this, Wang Ming immediately handed the tablet to his mother. After all, Yang Xue’s words were like imperial decrees to him.

"Commander Yang, has Mingming caused some terrible trouble? If he’s stirred up trouble, I will definitely discipline him severely!" Wang Xiuhe said, facing the tablet with a look of assurance.

"Aunt He, regarding this matter, the Wang Family had better pray he hasn’t lied. Otherwise, you won’t even get a chance for redemption."

After saying this, Yang Xue hung up the video call, leaving Wang Xiuhe staring at Wang Ming, completely dumbfounded.

What did Yang Xue mean by that? Not even a chance for redemption? Could Wang Ming have offended some incredibly powerful person?

"You little rascal, who on earth did you offend?" As the thought struck her, Wang Xiuhe furiously berated Wang Ming.

"Mom, I haven’t offended anyone..." Wang Ming blurted out. "Sister Xue just asked me whose white sword that was."

"Whose sword is it?" Wang Xiuhe looked at Wang Ming, her expression grim as she questioned him.

Based on what she knew of her son, this little rascal definitely wasn’t telling the truth... There had to be a hidden story. Otherwise, why would Yang Xue, a Commander in Jiangzhong, take an interest in such a matter?

"I just bought it from an old man who collects junk..." Wang Ming said, looking flustered while feigning confidence.

BANG!

The next second, Wang Xiuhe grabbed the leather whip from behind her and lashed it furiously across Wang Ming’s back.

"Tell me the truth," Wang Xiuhe ordered, her face dark as she glared ferociously at her son. As his mother, how could she not know his true colors?

"Mom, don’t be angry! I’ll talk! I tricked the Tang Family out of the sword."

"You know that Qin..."

Just as Wang Ming was about to explain, Wang Xiuhe cut him off with a cold voice.

"The Tang Family. Tang Rulan. So that’s how it is."

Back in the day, Tang Rulan was a righteous figure of her generation, donating her entire fortune to help the Grand Xia Nation fend off invaders. Many important people received her aid. Could the sword belong to one of them? We might not recognize it, but Yang Xue is a commander of the court. It’s highly likely she did. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Wang Xiuhe instantly understood. That must be it.

"If that’s the case, should I confess to Sister Xue right away?" Wang Ming scratched his head, looking at his mother in confusion.

"Idiot!" she snapped. "Since you’ve already said you bought it from a junk collector, you must stick to that story. Besides, Yang Xue asked you many times already, and you gave her the same answer each time."

"Yang Xue is an iron-willed general, decisive and ruthless. Do you think she would let the Wang Family off easily?"

Wang Xiuhe’s face fell, her anger growing the more she thought about it. People who have served on the battlefield cannot tolerate even a speck of deceit, and that is precisely Yang Xue’s character. If we went to her and admitted that Wang Ming had lied, she would fly into a rage, and the Wang Family would be finished.

"Then what should we do?" Wang Ming was skilled at wooing women, but he was completely clueless about matters like this.

"Remember, even with a gun to your head, you must say you bought it from a junk dealer," his mother instructed. "Also, Yang Xue is only suspicious; I don’t think she’s certain whose sword it is yet. But this sword must have an extraordinary origin, so you need to guard it well. If worst comes to worst, we’ll just push the blame onto the Tang Family. We’ll say they sold the sword to make ends meet. Then wouldn’t we be free of responsibility?"

Wang Xiuhe took a sip of tea, her eyes glinting with malicious intent.

"That’s a great idea! I get it, Mom," Wang Ming said with a sycophantic smile.

"By the way, have you sorted things out with that eldest miss of the Tang Family?" Wang Xiuhe’s expression turned cold as she stared at Wang Ming.

"The rest of the Tang family all support me," he replied. "It’s just that Tang Xuewu is a bit stubborn."

At the thought of her, Wang Ming trembled with anger. Tang Xuewu refuses the title of Young Mistress of the Wang Family, preferring to take care of some poor guy on crutches. It’s completely absurd! How could I, the great young master of the Wang Family, lose to a cripple? It’s outrageous!

"Just use her grandfather as leverage, and you’ll definitely win Tang Xuewu over," Wang Xiuhe advised. "I understand that Tang Xuewu is very filial. She’s a traditional girl who wouldn’t dare defy her grandfather’s orders. If you can’t even handle something this simple, I’ll find someone to help you."

Wang Xiuhe drank her red wine, her expression filled with an icy coldness. Tang Xuewu was renowned as the number one beauty in Jiangzhong, but what Wang Xiuhe truly wanted was the secret hidden within the old Tang Family estate.

"Haven’t you already booked the Sky Garden?" she continued. "When the time comes, make sure to invite all the prominent figures from Jiangzhong. I will also personally go and discuss it with Old Master Tang. With so many people there, Tang Xuewu won’t have a choice but to agree—unless she doesn’t care whether the Tang family’s company lives or dies."

Wang Xiuhe’s voice became incredibly confident.

"Mom, just you watch. I’ll definitely get my hands on Tang Xuewu."

Hearing this, Wang Xiuhe nodded in satisfaction.

As he watched his mother’s retreating figure, Wang Ming picked up his glass of red wine.

"Damn! So that Qin Long actually has such a powerful background?"

Even someone as dense as Wang Ming could sense that something was wrong.

Could it be that this guy had some powerful backer in the past? Wang Ming fell into thought, his expression turning ugly as he failed to make sense of it.

"Young Master Wang, you must be overthinking things," his assistant said, trotting over to his side. "Young Master Wang, even if he knew a few big shots before, now he’s just a waste of space on crutches. How could he possibly compare to you?"

Hearing his assistant’s analysis, Wang Ming’s expression gradually relaxed. The female assistant was right. Even if Qin Long was formidable in the past, he was now just a freeloading cripple. Her analysis seems quite good.

"You’re right. Even if he had some ability, so what?" Wang Ming declared. "Even the Tang Family at their peak couldn’t have troubled our Wang Family! What’s more, ever since Old Madam Tang died, their family has been in decline, falling from a first-tier to a third-tier family."

Even now, their old master is practically begging to marry Tang Xuewu off to me. Wang Ming took a large gulp of red wine, feeling immensely pleased with himself.

"Exactly, Young Master Wang! You’re absolutely brilliant!" the female assistant exclaimed, striding over on her long legs. Her face was flushed with excitement; she thought that with a little more effort today, she could climb into Young Master Wang’s bed.

"You little tease," Wang Ming declared, sweeping the assistant into his arms. "Let this Young Master take care of you properly today!" With that, he carried her toward the bedroom.

「Elsewhere.」

「Jiangzhong Military Camp.」

The camp was situated atop the treacherous slopes of Longhu Mountain in Jiangzhong. It was a core military force in the Grand Xia Nation, highly valued by the Emperor.