Chapter 156
My Rich Wife
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Qin Yu laid in the taxi. He didnât have any strength at all.
Just now, he used up all his strength to climb into the taxi.
âItâs a pity that I didnât kill him.â Qin Yuâs eyes were cold.
Qin Yu would never show mercy to those who wanted to kill him. Otherwise, they could make a comeback at any time.
He really didnât expect the consumption of the Saintly Body Technique to be so huge. It seems that he should use it as little as possible in the future, Qin Yu thought to himself.
The car finally reached the hotel.
Even after the long journey, Qin Yu still couldnât recover his strength.
Helpless, Qin Yu could only ask the taxi driver to carry him to the bed.
Lying on the bed, Qin Yu couldnât help but feel a little worried.
âI wonder if I can recover tomorrow,â Qin Yu said in a sullen voice.
Tomorrow was the traditional Chinese Medicine Conference. If he couldnât recover, things would really be troublesome.
On the other side, after Hong Wu went home, he fell into contemplation.
He couldnât figure out how an Inner Strength Master Hands could defeat him despite such a large gap.
At this moment, Hong Wu felt a little conflicted.
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He knew very well that Qin Yu had defeated him with the Saintly Body Technique.
If he tried to kill Qin Yu before the Saintly Body Technique was used, Qin Yu wouldnât have had a chance.
But what if he failed? If he couldnât kill Qin Yu, he would definitely die.
After thinking for a long time, Hong Wu finally decided not to take the risk.
âWhat a pity.â Hong Wu played with the Ganoderma and couldnât help but feel a bit sad.
It wasnât easy for him to get this Ganoderma, but he didnât expect to send it back so soon.
At this moment, Mr. Yang was brought to the Wei familyâs home.
Mr. Yangâs expression was dark, and his heart was full of worry.
âYoung Master Wei, will Qin Yu... be okay...â Mr. Yang looked at Wei Ming.
Wei Ming opened his mouth, but didnât say anything. However, the expression on his face showed his thoughts.
âItâs impossible for an Inner Strength Master Hands to escape from Hong Wuâs hands...â Wei Ming sighed in the end.
âCan you think of a way to save him...â Mr. Yang asked.
Wei Ming shook his head and said, âHong Wu is an old Inner Strength Past Master. Even the Wei family isnât willing to offend him.â
Mr. Yang suddenly felt sad. He laid on the bed with a sorrowful look on his face.
âMr. Yang, rest early.â Wei Ming nodded to Mr. Yang and then walked out of the room.
How could Mr. Yang sleep? He laid on the bed with worry.
The next morning was the beginning of the Chinese medical conference.
Wei Ming prepared breakfast for Mr. Yang, but Mr. Yang was worried and couldnât eat at all.
âMr. Yang, whatâs wrong?â Wei Ming asked casually.
Mr. Yang suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, stood up and said, âYoung Master Wei, can you send me to the Chinese Medicine Conferenceâs venue?â
Wei Ming froze and frowned. âThe Chinese Medicine Conference?â
Mr. Yang nodded and said, âIt was originally Mr. Qin who was supposed to participate. Now that Mr. Qin had an accident, I will participate in his place!â
Wei Ming couldnât help but fall silent for a moment, then he said, âOkay, Iâll send you there. Finish your meal first.â
After the meal, Wei Ming personally drove Mr. Yang to the venue of the Chinese Medicine Conference.
At this time, all the contestants had already arrived, and Zhou Tong was sitting in the judgeâs seat with his face beaming with pride.
Mr. Yang slowly walked into the venue with heavy steps.
As soon as someone saw Mr. Yang, he teased, âYo, Mr. Yang, whereâs Qin Yu? Why isnât he here?â
Mr. Yang turned a deaf ear and didnât say anything. He just walked towards the venue with a heavy heart.
Soon, Zhou Tong discovered Mr. Yangâs figure.
When he saw Mr. Yang alone, the smile on Zhou Tongâs face grew even wider.
He stood up and walked towards Mr. Yang. His huge figure blocked Mr. Yangâs path.
Mr. Yang raised his head and glanced at Zhou Tong. He couldnât help but frown slightly.
âMr. Yang, whereâs Qin Yu? Why isnât he here?â Zhou Tong asked despite knowing the answer.
Mr. Yang looked at Zhou Tong and said with a dark expression, âMr. Qin has something to do. Iâll attend on his behalf.â
âSomething to do?â Zhou Tong couldnât help but burst into laughter.
âIs there something to do, or is he already dead?â Zhou Tong sneered again and again.
When he heard this, Mr. Yangâs expression instantly changed!
He raised his head and stared at Zhou Tong while berating, âWas it you who did it?â
Zhou Tong was instantly overjoyed. Qin Yu was indeed dead!
âHahaha! So what? What can you do about it?â Zhou Tong said with some amusement.
Mr. Yang gritted his teeth and pounced towards Zhou Tong.
âYou vicious villain!â Mr. Yang said aggressively and was extremely furious!
But he was already old, so how could he hurt Zhou Tong?
Zhou Tong grabbed Mr. Yangâs arm with ease and said coldly, âYou dare to attack me? I now announce that you are disqualified!â
âSo what if I am disqualified? Iâll fight it out with you!â Mr. Yang frantically waved his fists.
âYouâre too gutsy!â Zhou Tong was instantly furious. He raised his hand and slapped Mr. Yang!
However, at this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed Zhou Tongâs wrist!
âYou even hit old men. Zhou Tong, do you think youâre worthy of being the President?â Qin Yu was standing by his side while looking at Zhou Tong coldly.