Chapter 18: The Initial Application of Hua Tuo's Medical Skills

"Exactly! This must be slander. Su Mei is the granddaughter of the Su family's patriarch, and the entire Su family treats her as the apple of their eye. Moreover, Su Mei herself is resolute and well-known as a formidable businesswoman in Tiandu Province. Many young talents wish they could win her favor, let alone this country bumpkin."

"Indeed! To dare to slander our Goddess Su Mei, they're simply oblivious to what's good for them. Didn't the prominent Wang family's eldest son, Wang Ziwen, also get rejected?"

"Hush, keep it down, look who that is!"

...

As the crowd buzzed with discussion, the appearance of a figure suddenly silenced everyone in the living room. They unconsciously lowered their voices, whispering among themselves.

"Isn't that Wang Ziwen? There's going to be a good show now. I heard he's been pursuing Goddess Su Mei for a long time, and now someone dares to impersonate her husband, they won't end well!"

"It's quite funny, really. Some poor country bumpkin trying to pose as the goddess's husband, utterly clueless. Now, Wang Shaoheng will definitely teach him a lesson, letting him know the consequences of a toad lusting after a swan's meat."

...

Amid the discussions, Wang Ziwen, dressed in a light blue and white shirt, slowly approached where Ye Tian was standing, scrutinizing him.

Seeing Wang Ziwen's arrival, Yang, the director, became even more arrogant, fawning over Wang and saying:

"Master Wang, everyone knows you fancy Su Mei. This guy, I don't know from which corner he crawled out, crashing here to freeload and deceive. And he even dares to impersonate Su Mei's husband, that's too disrespectful to you."

"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Wang Ziwen's remark instantly dumbfounded Director Yang, who, upon encountering Wang's disdainful and impatient gaze, realized that the man before him was no ordinary wealthy scion. He had tried to use him, which was seeking trouble.

Initially, Wang Ziwen's pursuit of Su Mei, if unsuccessful, would have led any other scion to either persistently pester or simply give up, with some even resorting to underhanded tactics.

However, Wang Ziwen was different. He neither clung on nor lost his spirit. When Su Mei, tired of the pestering scions, decided to start a business in Haicheng alone, Wang, unexpectedly, chose to enlist in the military.

Even more unexpectedly, he didn't join the nearby Tiandu military district, where his family had influence, but enlisted in the North Three Provinces with no roots.

Had it stopped there, it would merely show his determination and perseverance. But what no one expected was that this reputed scion excelled in the military.

In just three years, he rose from a common soldier to a junior military officer. No one knew which unit he was in, but his rapid promotion and the unit's secrecy indicated it was no ordinary position.

Director Yang, who had initially tried to manipulate Wang like any other scion, now understood the folly of underestimating the man backed by the powerful Wang family.

"Master... Master Wang... I..." Director Yang's forehead sweated profusely as he trembled in fear. Even a high-ranking officer wouldn't usually impact him much, but Wang Ziwen was backed by the formidable Wang family.

A family nearly as influential as the Su's, with tendrils in both the legal and underworld scenes and a terrifying network of connections. Many struggled to curry favor with such a top-tier family, representing an extensive network beyond the reach of local upstarts like him.

Knowing just a word from Wang could bring countless people to take him down, Director Yang had no intentions of harboring resentment against Wang Ziwen. Instead, he scurried to a corner, glaring at Ye Tian with venomous eyes, transferring all his hatred onto him.

As Director Yang hastily moved aside, Wang Ziwen turned, his gaze coldly settling on Ye Tian.

"You said you're Su Mei's husband? I'll give you one more chance to retract your words and leave. This isn't a place for you to cause trouble."

"Can't be bothered to talk nonsense with you!" Ye Tian replied, pulling out a marriage certificate from his chest and tossing it over.

Since obtaining the marriage certificate from the civil affairs office and temporarily staying in a hotel, and since the marriage's purpose was primarily for show to Su's grandfather, Ye Tian had it on him. Disgusted by the crowd's scornful demeanor, he decided to end the charade by throwing the document.

"This can't be!" Wang Ziwen caught the marriage certificate, his expression turning sour. Director Yang, seizing the opportunity to ingratiate himself, bellowed at Ye Tian:

"You've got some nerve, sneaking in here to mooch and deceive, and even daring to impersonate Miss Su's husband. Who would be fooled by such a fake document that costs a few dozen yuan? Get out now!"

As he spoke, Director Yang reached for Ye Tian's collar.

In his eyes, someone like Ye Tian, a mere country bumpkin, couldn't possibly have any connection with the Su family's daughter. The marriage certificate had to be fake.

And even if it wasn't, what could it do? Having just tried and failed to use Wang Ziwen, Director Yang was already frightened. As long as he could please Wang, offending a nobody like Ye Tian was inconsequential.

A flash of anger passed through Ye Tian's eyes. His Tai Chi skills activated, a surge of internal energy repelled Director Yang's approaching hand, sending him stumbling back several steps, nearly falling.

Wang Ziwen's eyes sparkled with curiosity, pondering something.

"This gentleman seems rather careless, unable to even stand properly. You look pale and listless, clearly suffering from kidney deficiency. You better hurry to the hospital; you wouldn't want any prostate issues!"

As Ye Tian spoke, he quickly helped Director Yang up, pressing a spot under his ribs.