Unparalleled medical and martial arts skills, saving the CEO's fiancée at the start.

When Ye Chen pushed open the villa door, the living room lights were still on.

Jiang Ruoxi sat on the sofa in the living room, holding a glass of milk that had gone cold, with a document spread out on her lap.

Her gaze wasn't on the documents, but fixed on the phone screen on the coffee table.

The screen was black; Jiang Ruoxi was simply staring blankly.

Hearing the door lock turn, she practically jumped up from the sofa, the documents slipping onto the carpet, but she didn't bother to pick them up.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Ye Chen asked casually as he stood at the door, changing his shoes.

"Do you think I can fall asleep?" Jiang Ruoxi walked quickly to him, her gaze immediately falling on his right hand.

The dark red handprint on his palm was particularly glaring under the yellow light, with faint black glints at the edges, like tiny venomous snakes wriggling under his skin.

Jiang Ruoxi grabbed Ye Chen's wrist, turned it over to examine it closely, and her voice trembled as she asked, "What happened? Who was that person? Uncle Gui only told me you encountered some trouble at the restaurant entrance, he didn't say you would get hurt?"

Ye Chen tried to pull his hand back, but Jiang Ruoxi held on tightly, her nails almost digging into the flesh of his wrist.

Ye Chen had no choice but to give up struggling and said with a grin, "It's just a minor injury, a minor injury. I just sparred with an old friend. His palm strike was quite something, leaving a mark. I gave him three needles, and he was crippled on the spot. Your husband won, honey. You should praise me."

"Ye Chen! Can you be serious for once? I don't care if you win, I just want you to be safe and sound. If anything happens to you, I..."

"How could you...?"

Before Jiang Ruoxi could finish speaking, tears welled up in her eyes and finally fell, landing on the back of Ye Chen's hand.

Ye Chen was stunned.

He had seen Jiang Ruoxi angry, disgusted, and helpless, and even seen her secretly smiling, but he had never seen her cry.

Who is Jiang Ruoxi?

The president of Jiang's Group, the Iron Lady of Jiangcheng's business world, never shed a tear when Li Chengwen drove her to the brink, and never even teared up when she was smeared by the entire internet.

But now, she stood before him, wearing that off-white nightgown, her hair disheveled, tears streaming down her face.

"Wife, don't cry. I was wrong. I promise I won't be so reckless again. Look at me, I'm perfectly fine. It's really nothing. This mark will disappear tomorrow. I learned how to cure this poison when I was twelve. Have you forgotten? I am a descendant of Medicine King Valley. No medicine in the world can kill me yet."

"Is this how you always are? Always smiling and joking, always saying it's nothing. Do you think I can't see through you? When you came in just now, you didn't dare to use your right hand at all, you even used your left hand to change your shoes. Ye Chen, can you please stop carrying everything on your own?"

Ye Chen opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but found that he really had nothing to refute.

He himself didn't even notice the detail that he used his left hand to change his shoes when entering the room, but she noticed it immediately.

Ye Chen spoke, his voice much lower than before: "That person is called Du Qiansui, Han Song's senior brother. Fifteen years ago, he was expelled from the sect for secretly practicing evil techniques. The technique he practiced was called Blood Fiend Palm, which used the blood of living people to temper his hands, and the palm wind was poisonous. He came tonight to steal the peace jade pendant on your body."

Jiang Ruoxi subconsciously touched the jade pendant hanging around her neck; it felt warm and smooth to the touch.

"What's wrong with this jade pendant?" she asked.

"This is a big problem. Du Qiansui said that this jade pendant is worth more than ten Jiang Groups. He said it is related to your father, Old Master Qiao, my martial uncle, and a woman I have never heard of. Twenty years ago, the four of them explored an ancient tomb together and brought out two things from the tomb. One was my martial uncle's jade pendant, and the other was this peace jade pendant of yours."

Jiang Ruoxi slowly sat back on the sofa, her fingers holding the jade pendant, her gaze fixed on the milk glass on the coffee table.

After a long silence, Jiang Ruoxi slowly spoke, her voice very soft, as if recalling some distant past: "My father passed away when I was six years old. I was still young then, and I don't remember many things clearly. I only remember that one night he rushed home, handed me over to my mother, and said that he had something very important to do. He would come back to spend the New Year with us after he finished. I later learned that the friend my father was going to see that night was named Su Youdao. He was investigating an ancient tomb with Su Youdao. He got into a car accident on the way to see Su Youdao."

Ye Chen walked up to her, squatted down, took her cold hand in his hand, and looked up into her eyes.

His gaze was gentle yet firm, and his voice was deep yet powerful: "Your father and my martial uncle were sworn brothers. I will find out what they went through together twenty years ago, how my martial uncle died, and whether your father's car accident was an accident. Tomorrow I have an appointment with Grandpa Wu Qingyuan. He has been involved in the ancient martial arts world in the provincial capital his whole life, and he must know some inside information about what happened twenty years ago."

Jiang Ruoxi gripped his hand tightly, her voice still trembling slightly: "You can investigate, but promise me you won't overexert yourself. You're already injured, so heal first before investigating. If you try to tough it out on your own like tonight, I'll..."

"What are you going to do about it?"

"I'll deduct your salary." Jiang Ruoxi glared at him, her eyes still red, but her tone had regained some of the CEO's authority.

Ye Chen laughed, a very soft laugh, then looked seriously into her eyes: "Wife, I promise you, I will try my best not to get hurt in the future, but I also have to promise you another thing. No matter if it's the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce, Du Qiansui, or anyone else, if anyone dares to touch a hair on your head, I will make them regret it for the rest of their lives. This is my bottom line, there is no room for discussion."

Jiang Ruoxi sniffed and gently poked the edge of the red mark on his palm: "Is your bottom line so worthless? You always bring it up for people to step on."

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it. Alright, it's time to rest. I'll apply some more medicine to myself. You should rest early too. Uncle Gui is guarding the door, and there are several hidden sentries around the villa. You can sleep peacefully."

"And you?"

"I'll call my master."

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

A hoarse, languid voice came from the other end, clearly annoyed at being woken up: "You brat, do you know what time it is? Don't call in the middle of the night if you're not dead."

"Master, Du Qiansui is here tonight. Also, it seems that the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce is still around. And, did Uncle Su Youdao go to explore an ancient tomb with Jiang Ruoxi's father back then? The jade pendant on Ruoxi's body and Uncle Su's jade tablet were brought out from the same tomb."

The sleepiness on the other end of the phone vanished instantly, followed by a long silence: "What did you say? Youdao went to explore an ancient tomb with her father? Are you sure?"

"Confirmed." Ye Chen recounted everything that had happened that night, including every word Du Qiansui said, the poison of the Blood Fiend Palm, the origin of the Peace Jade Pendant, and the suspicious car accident that happened to Jiang Ruoxi's father twenty years ago.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then Su Qinghan said something that Ye Chen hadn't expected.