Chapter 498: Chapter 497 Thunderbolt from a Clear Sky
"It’s nothing, I just thought this restaurant was pretty good, so I came to try it out and, incidentally, I’m also planning to invest a sum of money in Jiangnan City."
Lin Yang said indifferently, but to Zhaoyunfeng, it was like a bolt from the blue.
Invest? Invest my ass!
Zhaoyunfeng roared inwardly, yet he refrained from bursting out.
After all, he was a smart man and could tell at a glance that Lin Yang’s investment in the restaurant in the eastern district was no casual affair.
"Bro Yang, have you run into some trouble? Do you need my help?" Zhaoyunfeng asked.
At these words, Lin Yang was taken aback for a moment: "You know I’m in Jiangnan City?"
"I know a bit, but I’m not too clear on the details."
Lin Yang sighed softly, "Yunfeng, I actually didn’t want to disturb anyone with my visit to Jiangnan City this time. I was afraid of causing trouble for my parents."
Hearing Lin Yang’s explanation, Zhaoyunfeng heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Bro Yang, don’t worry, the things we agreed upon before won’t change. However, the money you’re investing will need to be paid from your parents. If you don’t have the money, I can help you raise it."
"Yunfeng, I appreciate your kindness. You know I’m strapped for cash right now; you can’t help me," Lin Yang said, shaking his head to decline.
Seeing Lin Yang refuse, Zhaoyunfeng fell silent for a moment before speaking, "Bro Yang, rest assured, once your matter is settled, I’ll transfer the money to your bank account."
"Alright, thank you," Lin Yang said gratefully.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yang sat cross-legged and began to meditate and cultivate, knowing he had to recover his strength as quickly as possible before considering any other plans.
In a flash, half a day had passed.
In that time, his injuries had finally healed completely.
Checking the time, there were still over three hours left until three in the morning, and his eyes began to flicker.
As the date of the banquet was drawing near and it wasn’t suitable to reveal his identity, Liu Zheng felt somewhat at a loss.
He pondered what to do next.
This matter couldn’t be rushed; it had to be slowly planned. Rash actions would only startle the snake.
But now, his identity was "Liu Zheng, the mafia godfather," a name that carried considerable weight in the underworld.
If he didn’t do something, wouldn’t it be a laughing stock?
After thinking for a moment, Liu Zheng had a plan in mind. He took out his phone and dialed a number...
Half an hour later, a sedan sped away from the Liu Family’s doorstep.
Sitting in the driver’s seat, with his secretary and wife, Wang Xuemei, in the passenger seat.
The car stopped in front of an office building.
After getting out of the car, Wang Xuemei headed towards the elevator while Liu Zheng walked in the opposite direction.
Just as Wang Xuemei reached the first floor, Liu Zheng followed up, prompting Wang Xuemei to turn around in confusion and ask, "Husband, why are you here too?"
"I..." Liu Zheng hesitated, then said, "I was just thinking, we need to start preparing for our wedding a bit earlier."
"Start preparing earlier?" Wang Xuemei frowned, "Husband, what are you talking about at this time?"
"I’m serious," Liu Zheng said earnestly. "I don’t want to be ridiculed as a country bumpkin bridegroom during the wedding. It’s not good for you or our family!"
Hearing his words, Wang Xuemei fell silent, knowing that Liu Zheng had her best interests at heart, so she refrained from saying anything.
The two of them remained silent all the way, and soon the elevator reached the top floor, the doors slowly opening.
"Husband, you go ahead with your work, I can go in by myself," Wang Xuemei whispered.
"Mhm, wife, make sure you get some rest early too," Liu Zheng noted.
"Mhm, you too," Wang Xuemei replied.
After saying these words, Wang Xuemei stepped into the elevator.
After the elevator doors closed, Liu Zheng’s expression changed unpredictably, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
The elevator went directly to the eighteenth floor, and as the doors opened again, Wang Xuemei stepped out.
As soon as she exited the elevator, a man around fifty approached her, "My dear, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!"
Wang Xuemei’s face shifted slightly, and she quickly took a few steps back, creating distance between them.
"My dear, what do you mean by this? Don’t you want to marry me?" the man asked, his face full of anger.
"I... I..." Wang Xuemei was utterly flustered and couldn’t utter a complete sentence.
Seeing this, Liu Zheng snorted coldly, "My wife says she doesn’t want to marry you."
"What are you? Dare to meddle in this young master’s private affairs, are you tired of living!" the man roared loudly.
"I..." Liu Zheng had just begun to explain when Wang Xuemei stopped him, "Husband, let’s go back to our room!"
After speaking, she hurriedly left.
Seeing this scene, the other party became even more infuriated, pointing at the two’s receding figures, and gritted his teeth and cursed, "Bitch! Just you wait!"
Liu Zheng arrived home, and Wang Xuemei immediately closed the door and locked it, causing Liu Zheng to suddenly feel uneasy, "Wife, what’s this about? Don’t scare me, please!"
"Husband, don’t be afraid! Just wait for my good news!" Wang Xuemei smiled, then took out a set of clothes from the closet and put them on directly.
Liu Zheng looked at her, "What’s this for?"
"Of course, it’s for getting married!" Wang Xuemei replied, "Don’t you want me to marry you?"
"I do!" Liu Zheng quickly responded, "But I’m worried about you being treated badly."
"Don’t worry, I am Mrs. Liu, who would dare to bully me!" Wang Xuemei said proudly, "Besides, even if someone dares, I’ll fix it for you!"
Hearing her assurance, Liu Zheng’s face showed a joyful expression.
...
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, it was seven o’clock in the evening, only half an hour away from the wedding ceremony.
Wang Xuemei was already all prepared, now standing in front of the mirror, applying makeup.
"Ouch!" Suddenly, Wang Xuemei screamed, a look of pain crossing her face.
"Wife, what’s wrong?" Liu Zheng hurried over and asked with concern.
"My head hurts so much!" Wang Xuemei said, rubbing her head and frowning.
Upon hearing this, Liu Zheng quickly grabbed her wrist, checking her pulse, then his expression changed, "Wife, you seem a bit unwell, should we go to the hospital to have a look?"
"It’s nothing serious, probably just exhaustion from lately. I’ll rest awhile, and it’ll get better," Wang Xuemei shook her head, then touched her stomach, "But the baby seems uncomfortable, what should we do?"
"Wife, you don’t have to worry, you’ve always been in good health, there’s definitely nothing wrong with the baby, I’ll go find the family doctor."
Having said that, Liu Zheng rushed out of the bedroom, into the living room, found the family doctor’s number, and dialed it, "Hello, who am I speaking with?"
"I’m Liu Zheng, may I ask if this is Uncle Chen?"
"Mr. Liu! " Dr. Chen, the family doctor, was taken aback, and then said, "Hello, this is Dr. Chen."
"Oh, my wife has been feeling a bit unwell recently, I’d appreciate it if you could have a look at her," Liu Zheng said.
"Okay, please hold on a moment."
"Alright." Liu Zheng replied and hung up the phone, then sat on the couch and waited patiently.
...
About five minutes later, Liu Zheng’s cellphone vibrated, followed by the ringtone. He looked at the phone and saw it was a message from the family doctor.
"Mr. Liu, your wife is indeed not feeling well. I suggest you take her to the hospital for a check-up. I advise you to contact the family doctor as soon as possible; they might have a good solution."
Reading the message, Liu Zheng’s heart clenched tight.
