Whose room smells so good?

After hearing Old Su's firm stance, all the Su family members were stunned, and no one dared to speak.

Old Su, still recovering from a serious illness, was already frail and had been forcing himself to attend the banquet today. 

Once the guests dispersed, he walked alone into the backyard, wanting to be left in solitude.

At that moment, an elderly man sweeping the floor approached him with a worried expression:

"Old Su, take care of yourself. In the twilight of your years, we no longer have the luxury of acting recklessly."

"Wang Ye, you've been sweeping my floors for thirty years. Don't you want to go out and see the world?" Old Su looked at the elderly man strangely.

Wang Ye, the sweeper, smiled and replied: "These thirty years have been the best part of my life."

"I never expected in my old age I'd still have to worry about the next generation's survival. I don't even have it as good as you," Old Su sighed regretfully.

"Was today's banquet deliberate, Old Su?" Wang Ye frowned.

Old Su nodded, "My three sons, and two daughters, have lived too comfortably since childhood and have become lazy. None of them are capable of taking up the Su family's banner. Perhaps this is Heaven's punishment for me, Su Zhan."

"Ah, with one foot already in the grave, there's still no peace. I'd rather just be sweeping the floor," Wang Ye sighed.

Old Su continued regretfully, "Su Qingguo's character is too weak. He wants to please the Wu family to secure some life for himself. Meanwhile, he has his own plans, thinking that once Wanyue marries, she'll surely step down as CEO, giving him the chance."

Wang Ye sighed, "If you marry off the young lady to them, the Wu family will swallow up the Su family within a year. By then, I won't even have any ground left to sweep."

"I've been to the gates of hell twice already. The tide has turned, and success or failure is all fate. It all depends on whether my granddaughter can save the Su family. If not, it's just meant to be," Old Su said, closing his eyes with regret.

Wang Ye, however, was curious and asked, "What's the use of that young man you brought back today?"

"I think that young man isn't bad. With some support, he might be able to help my granddaughter. He's so young and already has remarkable medical skills; he has a limitless future," Old Su praised.

Wang Ye laughed, "Seems like you not only think highly of him, but you're also quite fond of him. I should've told you not to give him to me."

"What do you mean?" Old Su glared at him.

"Hahaha, he's suited for martial arts. Didn't you notice? He has unblocked the Ren and Du meridians!" Wang Ye laughed.

Old Su was shocked: "What? How did you notice?"

"He has spiritual energy, a kind of energy that can captivate the heart. I've only seen it before on the Northern War God during the Battle of Lin Shui!"

Old Su was so shocked he stood up straight.

…

Meanwhile, Chen Tian and Su Wanyue were sitting face-to-face, both silent.

Su Wanyue's beauty could topple kingdoms. Her white, smooth legs, neither too thick nor too thin, were a sight to behold. From her cheeks to her neck, there wasn't a single wrinkle, as if she had been soaked in milk. 

Her body was perfectly shaped, her curves alluring, making her the epitome of beauty.

This was the first time Chen Tian had been so close to such an unparalleled beauty.

She exuded a faint fragrance, intoxicating in its allure.

Su Wanyue no longer scrutinized Chen Tian from a lofty perspective, but instead became softer.

"Chen Tian, you're really impressive. You're so young and yet you already know traditional Chinese medicine. I really admire you!"

"Yeah, but… you understand what Grandpa said earlier, right?" Su Wanyue smiled at Chen Tian.

It was as if the ice had melted and flowers had bloomed!

Chen Tian nodded seriously, "I understand."

"We really aren't from the same world. Thank you for helping me today. I hope you find the girl you like soon."

Su Wanyue handed him a "Good Person Card" and stood up to leave.

However, just a few steps later, a voice came from behind:

"Young friend Chen Tian, what is it that you understand? I don't understand it myself."

Su Wanyue froze. What was her grandfather doing here again?

"Grandpa, I've already explained everything to Chen Tian. He helped me today, and I'm giving him a car as a token of my appreciation." Su Wanyue hurriedly said.

Old Su didn't respond directly, but instead patted Chen Tian on the shoulder.

"Young friend Chen Tian, you look like a very honest person. I'm a man of my word, and everything I said earlier was sincere. You promised me, you're willing to marry my granddaughter, right? I believe you won't go back on your word, will you?"

This?

Su Wanyue was completely dumbfounded.

Had her grandfather lost his mind?

"Grandpa, I disagree," she immediately interrupted, her smile fading.

Chen Tian was also stunned, standing up. "But..."

"Hahaha, young friend, I'm so happy that you haven't changed your mind. If you don't marry Wanyue, how will Shaojie ever give up?" 

"Tomorrow, I'll choose an auspicious day to hold the wedding for you two. How about that?"

"Grandpa..."

Su Wanyue was so angry she stomped her foot!

She had finally gotten rid of Wu Shaojie. Although Chen Tian wasn't as repulsive as Wu Shaojie, she certainly didn't like him either!

The man she dreamed of was talented, influential, and a warm-hearted man who held immense power.

Chen Tian was so far from the man she envisioned as her husband—it wasn't even on the same level.

"Then it's settled!" Old Su laughed, stroking his beard.

Su Wanyue, filled with resistance, said, "Grandpa, arranging my marriage like this is even worse than making me marry Wu Shaojie. At least that way, Su family would stay safe. But I will never marry Chen Tian."

"Granddaughter, why reject so quickly? At least get to know him better," Old Su said, smiling playfully.

Su Wanyue shot Chen Tian a glare and, with a flick of her sleeve, walked off.

She had rarely defied her grandfather's decisions, but this time, she absolutely could not comply.

This was her happiness at stake!

"This girl is so proud. Young friend, please bear with her. Don't worry, I fully support your marriage!" Old Su looked at Chen Tian with a face full of apology.

Chen Tian was still completely confused. He had only come here for a meal.

How did it turn into him somehow getting a CEO wife for free?

Old Su's attitude made it hard for him to disbelieve!

Of course, when it came to looks, body, ability, and nobility, Su Wanyue was miles above Zhang Qian!

As a normal man, how could Chen Tian not have some feelings for her?

"Come, young friend, let me take you to my backyard to enjoy the flowers!" Old Su said, leading Chen Tian to the backyard, where they started drinking together.

He even brought out his finest Moutai, claiming he was entertaining his grandson-in-law!

Chen Tian heard that every sip of the wine was worth thousands of yuan, and his heart ached with every drop!

Could this be exchanged for money? He really wanted to ask.

But how could he refuse Old Su's wine?

Unconsciously, he became a bit drunk.

"Hahaha, young friend Chen Tian, it's getting late. Let me have someone escort you to your room to rest."

"Old Su, I… I'm not… drunk!" Chen Tian mumbled, but was soon being helped to a spacious and beautifully decorated room.

The room was opulent, with an intoxicating fragrance in the air. 

Most importantly, the bed was enormous and soft—Chen Tian thought to himself, "How am I ever going to sleep on a smaller bed again?"

But, in his dazed state, he suddenly smelled a familiar scent. It seemed like something he had encountered before.

However, in the dark, he didn't pay much attention to it. What he felt against his face was indescribable.

It was a woman's intimate clothing, made of high-quality ice silk. It felt smooth and cool to the touch! 

...