The Supreme Young Master

Chapter 34:

“Oh no, Old Yang, wake up! Don’t leave me alone! I told you not to trust this foolish son-in-law, but you wouldn’t listen… Boohoo… Qin Fei, this is all your fault! If something happens to him, I won’t let you off!”

Tears streamed down Li Meifang’s face as she wiped them away while scolding Qin Fei.

Hearing the commotion from the kitchen, Yang Ruoxi rushed out in a panic. “What happened? Dad was fine just a moment ago!”

“Big sis, that fool gave Uncle Yang some so-called ‘Marrow Cleansing Pill,’ and now he can’t breathe!” Yuan Jiaojiao immediately tattled.

“Marrow Cleansing Pill? Isn’t that in Li Meimei’s hands? Where did you get it?” Yang Ruoxi wasn’t too alarmed. She trusted that Qin Fei wouldn’t harm her father. If anything serious had happened, Qin Fei wouldn’t be sitting there so calmly.

“It was a gift from Mr. Wang, you know.” Qin Fei winked at Yang Ruoxi and stood up slowly.

“This fool sure has guts. At a time like this, he’s still flirting with my cousin,” Yuan Jiaojiao grumbled. Ever since losing to Qin Fei in a game earlier, she had been keeping an eye on him, waiting for any opportunity to criticize him. She was eager to see everyone scold him.

“Then what exactly is wrong with Dad? Take a look!” Yang Ruoxi’s anxiety grew. Although she trusted Qin Fei, seeing her father lying there motionless was still unsettling.

“His bodily functions suddenly became too active, and his blood circulation couldn’t keep up, causing him to faint temporarily. Once he wakes up and his metabolism stabilizes, he’ll be fine.” Qin Fei chuckled, then walked over and pressed a few points on Yang Guoming’s head to help the blood flow.

Soon enough, Yang Guoming slowly opened his eyes. Seeing everyone staring at him, he laughed awkwardly. “I guess I got too excited and fainted for a moment. Haha, I feel like I’m eighteen again!”

“Brother-in-law, you really do look a lot younger,” Yuan Zhenghua admitted, though he was reluctant to do so. Before, due to his illness, Yang Guoming had looked older than his actual age, but now, thanks to the Marrow Cleansing Pill, he looked like he was in his early forties.

“Ah, I’m all sweaty. Excuse me, I’ll go take a shower. Oh, and whether Xiao Fei is Mr. Wang’s disciple or not, he’s definitely a great son-in-law for giving me such a precious gift!” Yang Guoming patted Qin Fei on the shoulder with satisfaction and went upstairs.

“I’ll go finish cooking. Xiao Fei, wash some fruit for everyone,” Yang Ruoxi said, feeling somewhat numb to all the surprises Qin Fei had brought lately. A Marrow Cleansing Pill worth billions seemed almost ordinary now.

“I’ll do it instead. Xiao Fei, you stay and chat with your uncle,” Li Meifang said awkwardly as she got up and went to the kitchen. She wanted to ask her daughter in private whether her seemingly foolish son-in-law was really Mr. Wang’s disciple.

After Li Meifang left, Yuan Zhenghua cleared his throat and looked at Qin Fei. “Xiao Fei, you must have a great relationship with Mr. Wang, right?”

“Pretty good. He thinks highly of me,” Qin Fei replied with a smile.

“Well… I was wondering if you could ask him to sell me a Marrow Cleansing Pill?” Yuan Zhenghua asked hesitantly, feeling a bit embarrassed.

He had wanted one before but dismissed the idea after hearing about the astronomical price. Now that Mr. Wang had given one to Qin Fei, it meant he might have more.

“Uncle, I’ll ask him tomorrow, but I can’t guarantee anything. It’s up to Mr. Wang,” Qin Fei said thoughtfully.

“Great! Thanks, Xiao Fei!” Yuan Zhenghua said happily. He had been stuck at the same position in the bureau for years and believed that with a Marrow Cleansing Pill, his career could take off.

“Big sis and brother-in-law have really made it through tough times. Xiao Fei is doing so well now. We can finally hold our heads high. Jiaojiao, you should learn from your brother-in-law instead of partying all the time,” Yuan Zhenghua’s wife said, her attitude toward Qin Fei completely changed. She even started referring to him as “brother-in-law” instead of “cousin-in-law” to make their relationship seem closer.

“Mom, have you all been brainwashed by this fool? Didn’t I just prove that he’s not Mr. Wang’s disciple? Who knows where he got that pill from!” Yuan Jiaojiao pouted.

“Jiaojiao, don’t talk about your brother-in-law like that. Maybe he just became a disciple, and they haven’t announced it yet,” Yuan Zhenghua scolded his daughter.

“Right, I only became his disciple this morning. Mr. Wang probably hasn’t informed everyone yet,” Qin Fei said with a smile.

Just then, Yang Guoming came downstairs after his shower, wearing a crisp white shirt and black trousers. Although his outfit was still the same old official style, he looked much younger and more energetic.

“Brother-in-law, you shouldn’t come out with us anymore. People might mistake you for my younger brother!” Yuan Zhenghua joked.

“Zhenghua, I’ll ask Xiao Fei to get you a pill too. He’s quite capable now,” Yang Guoming said confidently. Seeing his transformation in the mirror, he trusted Qin Fei even more.

“Haha, thanks in advance!” Yuan Zhenghua laughed.

Meanwhile, Li Meifang emerged from the kitchen, beaming. She had just asked Yang Ruoxi whether Qin Fei was truly Mr. Wang’s disciple. Ruoxi’s response was, “Whether he’s a disciple or not, Mr. Wang treats him like one.” That was enough for Li Meifang—what mattered most was that her son-in-law had connections.

As dinner was served, both families sat around the table, and the conversation revolved entirely around Qin Fei.

Yuan Jiaojiao was displeased. She was used to being the center of attention at family gatherings, but tonight, Qin Fei stole the spotlight. She secretly vowed to prank him later.

After dinner, Yuan Zhenghua and his wife left, while Yuan Jiaojiao decided to stay overnight since it was the weekend.

“Xiao Fei, sleep in the study tonight. Jiaojiao will sleep with me,” Yang Ruoxi said as they prepared to go upstairs.

“Sure, I was planning to read some books anyway,” Qin Fei replied casually, having noticed a collection of ancient medical books earlier.

“Don’t stay up too late,” Yang Ruoxi said before heading to her room with Yuan Jiaojiao, who stuck out her tongue at Qin Fei before closing the door.

Shaking his head, Qin Fei went into the study, pulled out a chair, and began reading an old medical text. Though he knew some medicine, he wasn’t an expert and wanted to improve his knowledge.

A while later, the door creaked open, and Yuan Jiaojiao tiptoed inside. “Brother-in-law, still not asleep?”

Qin Fei glanced at her. She was wearing a thin spaghetti strap nightdress, revealing a lot of fair skin. Her long black hair covered parts of her face, leaving only her high nose bridge and rosy lips exposed, giving off an alluring vibe.

Her short dress barely covered her hips, and her long white legs made it seem like she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Qin Fei’s heartbeat quickened for a moment but quickly regained his composure. “Do you need something?”

“Brother-in-law, my sister asked me to bring you some chrysanthemum tea to refresh yourself. She brewed it herself, so drink it while it’s hot,” Yuan Jiaojiao said sweetly, holding two cups. She sipped one to show it was safe.

“Thanks. By the way, can you pass me that book, Huangdi Neijing?” Qin Fei asked casually after taking the tea.

Yuan Jiaojiao smirked and grabbed the book. When she turned back, she saw Qin Fei had already finished his tea.

“Did you like it?” she asked smugly.

“Not bad,” Qin Fei smiled.

“Hehe, good. I added my foot-washing water to yours… Eh? Why does mine taste weird?” Yuan Jiaojiao’s eyes widened in horror.

Qin Fei calmly flipped through his book. “I don’t know. Mine tasted fine.”

“You switched the cups?! Qin Fei, you’re dead!”