Peerless Little Divine Doctor: The Beautiful CEO Falls for Me

Jiang Wenyuan was so angry he almost fainted – can you think before you speak?

Wei Zhaoheng laughed heartily: "Mr. Chen is joking. As one gets older, one worries about others when going out, so it's good to bring a few more people. Mr. Chen's courtyard is indeed excellent, with good feng shui."

"Really?" Chen Yuanbao scratched his head and said, "It looks pretty shabby to me."

"There's a good thing about it being broken." Wei Zhaoheng, with his hands behind his back, walked around the courtyard and suddenly stopped beside a well, asking, "This well has been here for many years, hasn't it?"

"It existed in my grandfather's generation."

"Is the well water sweet?"

"It's alright, better than bottled water."

Wei Zhaoheng turned to Mr. Chen and said, "I'm a very straightforward person. As soon as I entered your courtyard, I felt like we had known each other for a long time. I have many old houses in Beijing, and I like this kind of original, unspoiled style the most."

Chen Yuanbao blinked and asked, "So what happens next?"

"I want to buy your courtyard." Wei Zhaoheng slowly held up one finger. "That's all."

"One million?" Chen Yuanbao scratched his head.

"Ten million."

The courtyard was quiet for a while.

Jiang Wenyuan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets—ten million for a dilapidated courtyard? What's wrong with Old Master Wei?

Widow Liu stood at the door with a teapot in her hand, her hand trembled, and she almost dropped the teapot on the ground.

Ten million.

Chen Yuanbao pretended to touch his chin and said to Old Wei, "Old Wei, you... you've taken a fancy to my yard."

"Mr. Chen agreed?"

"No way," Chen Yuanbao chuckled twice. "The family business passed down from our ancestors cannot be sold."

"Twenty million."

"Not for sale."

Thirty million.

"I won't sell." Chen Yuanzhu shook his head and said, "Elder Wei, don't raise the price any further. Even if it's raised to three hundred million, I still won't sell. This courtyard has been passed down from my ancestors. My grandfather passed it down to my father—no, my father was passed down to my grandfather. Anyway, this courtyard has been passed down from my ancestors. If I sell it, I will have no face to face my ancestors."

Wei Zhaoheng's smile remained unchanged, but a cold glint quickly flashed in his eyes.

—This young man is pretending to be stupid.

That's quite pretentious.

Jiang Wenyuan, anxiously stamping his feet, leaned over and whispered to Yuanbao, "Brother Yuanbao, don't be ungrateful. What kind of status does Elder Wei have—"

"Uncle Jiang," Chen Yuanbao interrupted him with a smile, "I'm just a poor boy, I don't know what it means to be favored. Please ask Old Master Wei to be more lenient with me."

Wei Zhaoheng waved his hand, signaling Jiang Wenyuan not to speak.

The old man gave Chen Yuanbao a deep look and said, "Since Mr. Chen is unwilling, I will not force him. However, I hope to stay in your village for a few days to experience the local customs and traditions."

"You can stay anywhere; there are many empty courtyards in the village."

Thank you.

As Wei Zhaoheng turned to leave, Chen Yuanbao could clearly feel that the old man's back was taut like a bowstring.

—A grudge has been formed.

Widow Liu pulled Chen Yuanbao into the house, her face pale, and said, "Yuanbao, that old man is acting strangely."

"It's alright." Chen Yuanbao patted her hand. "Sister-in-law, I'll hold the sky up even if it falls."

"But what if he..."

"Sister-in-law," Chen Yuanbao said earnestly, "No matter what happens, you and the two children can stay at home and rest assured. I will handle everything outside."

Widow Liu looked at him and slowly nodded.

Outside the window, Wei Zhaoheng's convoy had already driven to the east end of the village and forcibly "rented" Li Fugui's large courtyard.

Li Fugui, who usually acted like a tyrant in the village, was terrified when he saw Wei Zhaoheng's demeanor. He accepted 100,000 yuan, gave up his courtyard, and moved to his brother-in-law's house, running away faster than a rabbit.

Sanshui Village is very quiet at night.

The moon was partially obscured by clouds, revealing only its crescent shape.

In Li Fugui's courtyard, Wei Zhaoheng sat in the main room.

"Shadow".

A figure emerged from the shadows, silently, like a wisp of smoke.

"master."

"Go and fetch a bottle of water from the well," Wei Zhaoheng said calmly. "Be careful not to alert that kid."

"Yes."

The dark figure flashed and disappeared.

This dark figure is quite famous in the circle. It is said that he retired from a special forces unit. With his martial arts skills and some unorthodox methods, usually more than a dozen people cannot get close to him.

He took advantage of the night, clinging to the wall like a shadow, and arrived outside Chen Yuanbao's courtyard in a few leaps.

The dark figure crouched on the wall and watched for a while.

The courtyard was quiet, and the lights in the house were all off. Only the well in the center of the courtyard shone faintly in the moonlight.

The dark figure smirked and leaped into the courtyard.

As soon as I landed, I felt something was wrong.

The paving stones beneath his feet seemed to be covered in adhesive, sticking the soles of his shoes to them. He struggled to pull his feet free, then looked up to see—

Holy shit.

His position was different from where he jumped in.

Startled, the shadowy figure immediately looked around. The courtyard was still the same courtyard, and the well was still the same well, but no matter what he did, he couldn't reach the well.

He clearly saw the well was within ten steps ahead, but after walking more than ten steps, the well was still in the same place.

Let's go again.

Still in the same place.

The shadowy figure was already drenched in cold sweat.

Only then did he realize that he had fallen into a formation.

—There are legends circulating in the martial arts world that some skilled practitioners of Qimen Dunjia can set up "bewitching arrays" and "ghost walls," where once you enter, it's like entering a maze and you can't get out.

He never expected that he would actually encounter something that was legendary.

The figure in the shadows was known as "Shadow" in the circle, and knew that his skills were useless in the face of the formation.

He gritted his teeth, took out his communicator to contact Wei Zhaoheng, but the communicator went black after making two "buzzing" sounds.

"grass……"

Just then, he heard a voice by the well—

"Woof!"

The shadowy figure shuddered and turned around.

—It was himself.

He squatted down by the well, looked up at the moon, and barked "woof woof woof".

No, it's his shadow calling.

The shadowy figure's head was buzzing. He had seen many strange and unusual things in his life, but this was the first time he had ever seen his own shadow bark like a dog.

Just as I was about to shout "Help!", I suddenly felt a tickle in my throat—

"Woof!"

—It came out of his own mouth.

Shadow: ? ? ?

He covered his mouth, but he couldn't hold it in any longer and kept barking, "Woof woof woof," the sound growing louder and louder, more and more like a dog.

He wandered around the yard, barking as he went, just like a real dog.

Chen Yuanbao rolled over in bed, took out his phone and checked the time; it was 2:30 a.m.