Power and wealth bring fragrance

"You can leave now. I have nothing more to teach you."

After returning to her bedroom, Mu Wanning told Wei Yuan the incantation for the final needle of the Nine Needles of Southern Dipper Crossing Life, and then said this.

Wei Yuan didn't say anything, but simply handed over the business card he had used when he unlocked the door earlier.

"Master's wife, if anything happens, please call me anytime."

"I will come to see you again."

Mu Wanning took the business card, and Wei Yuan didn't say anything more. He bowed and left.

Watching Wei Yuan's retreating figure, Mu Wanning felt a mix of emotions, yet also an irrepressible sense of relief.

The family tradition ultimately didn't end with her.

Wei Yuan walked out of the clinic, looked back at the three large characters "Jianwei Hall," and frowned slightly.

There were some things he didn't say to Mu Wanning.

From the moment Mu Wanning inexplicably vomited blood last night, he used his extraordinary hearing to discover that Mu Wanning suffered from a terminal illness.

Her meridians were not as complete as those of other martial artists; instead, they were broken into segments.

If the meridians are severed, martial energy cannot flow smoothly within them.

It's like a car driving on a highway, and halfway through the journey the road breaks down. How can the car continue?

This directly resulted in Mu Wanning having to forcibly unleash her martial energy each time, essentially flooring the accelerator to cross a broken road and play speeding.

When powerful martial energy crosses a broken meridian, it will directly impact the blood and qi, and can only be released briefly and cannot be sustained.

Therefore, Mu Wanning would suddenly vomit blood halfway through her actions, become completely weak, and have even weaker blood and energy than an ordinary person.

Since the incurable disease of broken pulse was completely incurable, Mu Wanning was disheartened and refused to let him become a disciple, but instead taught him martial arts.

This is almost tantamount to entrusting one's orphanage to another, solely to prevent the family line from dying out.

However, while a broken pulse is a terminal illness for others, it is not for Wei Yuan!

He has received the empowerment of the Di Ting tattoo, and his medical skills are now unparalleled in the world. Even terminal illnesses like broken pulses are no problem for him.

But now is not the time.

Wei Yuan pondered his journey back to his dilapidated rented apartment. He simply took a shower, grabbed the jade hairpin Chu Xinrou had given him, and left.

He's had enough of this run-down apartment.

He felt nauseous, especially when he thought about how Lin Weiwei used to live here.

In addition, having made a fortune yesterday, he naturally wanted to move to a better place to live; he doesn't have a habit of self-torture.

Wei Yuan first went to Dongsen Bank, cashed the seven million cheque into cash and deposited it into his account, and then rented a safe to store the jade hairpin.

We'll sell it once we find a suitable channel.

When seven million was deposited into the bank, the female account manager who handled the transaction almost burst out laughing.

"Mr. Wei, you have met our bank's standards for using private banking services. You can contact me at any time if you have any needs regarding your life, family, asset allocation, or social life."

The female account manager stood half-bent over beside Wei Yuan, her black-stockinged legs pressed tightly against his arm, and her fair breasts and cleavage were clearly visible through the open collar of her shirt.

The female account manager, however, seemed oblivious and continued to warmly introduce the services to Wei Yuan.

As Wei Yuan felt the smooth touch of the female account manager's beautiful legs and smelled the fragrance of her Terre d'Hermes perfume, he was filled with emotion.

This is the power of wealth!

Wei Yuan didn't stand on ceremony either.

"I'd like to move to a new house, do you have any recommendations?"

Upon hearing Wei Yuan's request, female account manager Xiao Yun readily agreed.

"No problem. Our bank has partnered with high-end real estate agencies. You can tell me what your requirements are, and I'll help you communicate with them."

"The house shouldn't be too small, the environment should be good, and it should be move-in ready. Buying it would be best."

Wei Yuan stated his requirements, and Xiao Yun raised an eyebrow in surprise after performing a series of actions.

"Mr. Wei, the agent said there's a house in Yulong Bay that meets your requirements. If you're interested, we can arrange for the owner to come over right now."

Wei Yuan readily agreed, but Xiao Yun was stopped by Wei Yuan when she tried to get up.

"I can go to the house myself, don't bother."

Wei Yuan looked at Xiao Yun with a smile.

From Xiao Yun's intimate contact with him just now, and even her willingness to let him take advantage of her, Wei Yuan had already seen through this woman's ambition.

This is human nature, and Wei Yuan didn't mind, but he didn't want to get too close either.

For women who are used to using physical intimacy to build relationships, who knows how many people they've used this tactic on? It's best to keep your distance.

Xiao Yun's smile froze slightly, but she maintained it.

"Okay, feel free to call me anytime if you need anything."

Wei Yuan smiled and nodded, then got up and left with a flourish.

Xiao Yun bit her red lips as she watched Wei Yuan's retreating figure, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes.

"What a pity. It's rare to meet such a handsome, well-built, and rich client. I wonder if he has a girlfriend."

"Hmm, I'll just fantasize about him tonight..."

Xiao Yun's two long, black-stockinged legs couldn't help but intertwine and rub gently together, her eyes unconsciously welling up with tears...

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Wei Yuan took a taxi to Yulong Bay, a well-known high-end residential community in Shenhai City. It is famous for its large-sized single-level apartments and Jiangnan-style garden landscape, and its management is very strict.

Without the owner's guidance or a phone call, outsiders simply cannot get in.

Wei Yuan was standing at the door waiting for the real estate agent and the homeowner to come over. He was just about to light a cigarette when he heard a surprised voice.

"Wei Yuan?"

"What are you doing here?"

Wei Yuan frowned, raised his head expressionlessly, and saw Lin Weiwei, dressed in a business suit, and a mature and capable woman walking over.

How could he forget that Lin Weiwei is also a real estate agent?

Moreover, the agency she worked for did indeed specialize in high-end real estate; otherwise, Lin Weiwei wouldn't have had the opportunity to meet someone like Zhao Xuan.

Unexpectedly, we had a car accident today.

Wei Yuan ignored Lin Weiwei and nodded to the mature-looking woman.

"Hello, I am Wei Yuan."

The woman had a beautiful face and wore a pearl white short-sleeved shirt, a knee-length skirt, and flesh-colored seamless stockings. This outfit made it easy for Wei Yuan to guess her identity.

This woman is most likely a mid-to-high-level member of a political body; without a certain status, she wouldn't be able to wear such a simple outfit with such elegance.

The woman nodded slightly to Wei Yuan, "Shen Qingyan."

As the two greeted each other, Lin Weiwei was also sizing up Wei Yuan.

When she saw the Rolex on Wei Yuan's wrist and his Zegna outfit, an uncontrollable fire of jealousy ignited within her.

She followed Zhao Xuan for several months, and that bastard Zhao Xuan just fooled her with those fake watches and fake bracelets.

Only after Zhao Xuan was arrested yesterday did she manage to steal a small amount of money from his other houses, at most two or three hundred thousand yuan.

But Wei Yuan, that bastard, started wearing Rolex and Zegna clothes as soon as he broke up with her.

Now they're actually coming to look at houses in Yulong Bay that cost millions!

How can the difference be so huge!

Consumed by jealousy, Lin Weiwei disregarded the fact that her client was right beside her and directly mocked Wei Yuan.

"Wei Yuan, you're really enjoying being a kept man, aren't you? You've already started looking at houses in less than a day."

The moment those words were spoken, the room fell silent!