Starting with a beautiful woman's private doctor

A sliver of grayish-white light shone through the gap in the curtains of the consultation room; it was just beginning to get light.

Chu Nan lay on the bed staring at the ceiling for several seconds, his mind still filled with the image of two figures in his dream reaching out to make him choose.

However, he didn't take it too seriously, simply thinking it was something he had been thinking about during the day and dreaming about at night.

After all, it's not surprising that the old lady asked him to give her an answer this morning, so she would have such a dream tonight.

Just as Chu Nan was about to get up, a burning sensation suddenly came from his chest.

It wasn't the faint burning sensation I felt before; it was a more intense restlessness.

Chu Nan strode into the restroom, pulled down his collar, and looked in the mirror.

This photo had a significant effect: the lotus flower in the Qian position... bloomed!

It's not just blooming petals one by one like before, but the entire lotus flower.

All nine petals are fully unfolded, each one curled to its fullest arc.

The luster beneath the skin has receded into the depths of the petals, replaced by a warm and serene texture, as if it had been there for a long time.

At the same time, Chu Nan could clearly feel that the true energy in his body was like a flowing river, exceptionally abundant.

He raised his hand, trying to force a wisp of true energy to his fingertips.

The moment the thought arose, true energy surged to the fingertips.

He flicked his finger at the mouthwash cup on the sink, and an invisible burst of energy shot out from a distance.

The cup exploded instantly, as if it had been hit by a bullet!

Is this... projecting energy from a distance to injure someone with qi?!

The old man once said that the true threshold of a master is the ability to easily take a life from a distance of a hundred steps.

In other words, the moment the lotus in the Qian position fully bloomed, Chu Nan had already become a true martial arts master!

However, compared to the Grandmaster realm, there was something else that concerned him more.

Now that the lotus in the Qian position has fully bloomed, it means that the restrictions on the Boy's Skill have been completely lifted.

The door to a world of happiness has now been officially opened to him!

Before Chu Nan could even process his thoughts, the sound of a car engine shutting off came from outside the door.

Then came two light knocks on the door. Chu Nan put on his coat and went to open it.

Standing outside the door was Uncle Chen, dressed in a gray long gown, with the same smile on his face as before. "Mr. Chu, did you sleep well last night?"

"good."

"That's good. The old lady asked me to pick you up. Miss is already waiting." Uncle Chen turned to the side, making an inviting gesture.

Is the young lady already waiting?

Does this mean that Sister Xue was present during today's conversation?

Chu Nan nodded and got into the car with Uncle Chen.

The car stopped in front of the villa, and Uncle Chen opened the door for Chu Nan, leading him into the villa.

The old lady sat on the sofa in the living room, slowly and deliberately twirling her prayer beads.

Jiang Yingxue sat next to her. When she saw Chu Nan come in, her gaze lingered on him for a moment before shifting away.

Her ears were slightly red, but her expression was much calmer than when she had met the old lady before.

The old lady's eyes drooped, and she said indifferently, "Sit."

Chu Nan sat down opposite him.

The old lady's fingers, which were still fiddling with her prayer beads, continued, and she spoke, "I heard about your trip to the southern suburbs yesterday."

"He ventured into Nanxiang alone, not only escaping unscathed from the gunmen arranged by that Xue family brat, but also rescuing people."

She paused, her eyelids, which had been half-closed, lifted slightly. "Even if Xiaoxue hadn't called the police, you were capable of handling it yourself. You're even stronger than I expected."

Chu Nanqian smiled and said, "You flatter me."

"You don't need to be modest. I'm always picky about people, but your performance really leaves me speechless."

The old lady looked at him. "So, what about what I told you last time? What have you thought about?"

Chu Nan remained silent for a while.

The old lady's attitude was much more lenient than last time.

Last time she forced him to give an answer on the spot, but this time she at least praised him a few times first.

But the question itself hasn't changed at all; she's just asking the same question in a more polite way.

After a moment of silence, Chu Nan spoke up: "Grandma, about this matter—"

"I know what you're going to say."

The old lady didn't let him finish speaking. "You think I'm forcing you? You think marrying into the Jiang family is a disservice to you? You think marrying a woman you saved is charity, a transaction, not love?"

Her fingers continued to slowly twirl the prayer beads, her tone completely calm. "But as you know, I have no intention of taking back these words. The Jiang family needs a grandson-in-law who can uphold its reputation."

"And you... are the most suitable candidate I've ever seen."

Chu Nan did not answer immediately.

Every word the old lady said conveyed "I'm not forcing you," but each word only intensified the same pressure.

While not explicitly forcing him to make a choice, they were actually pushing him to "think things through."

But under the old lady's guidance, Chu Nan still unconsciously started comparing things in his mind.

Of course, he wasn't comparing who was better.

There's no way to compare them; he's never seriously ranked them or assigned them any importance.

He was just wondering who he would name if he were asked to say "I'm willing to marry her" right now.

Jiang Yingxue?

From initially showing misogyny and speaking coldly to later being willing to let him get close and even offering to sleep with him.

A woman who is wary of men is willing to lay down all her armor in front of him; this trust alone makes him feel he cannot betray her.

Xia Wantang?

From initial teasing and probing to becoming deep partners, and then to risking his own safety by venturing into the brothel alone.

And then there was the woman who, yesterday, with her legs covered in blood at the flour factory, still joked and teased him. This kind of alluring, charming, intelligent, and mature woman is equally irresistible to him.

If the lotus flower in the Qian position hasn't bloomed, he can use "there's nothing I can do about it anyway" to avoid the problem.

But now the lotus has bloomed, the restriction is gone, and the old lady is sitting opposite him waiting for an answer.

He knew he had to say something today—but he couldn't put it into words.

"grandmother……"

Jiang Yingxue's voice suddenly rang out, not loud, but very clear.

The old lady paused her fingers as she twirled the prayer beads, then turned to look at her.

Jiang Yingxue's fingers, which were resting on her knees, tightened slightly before quickly relaxing.

"You want Chu Nan to marry into the family because you think I, a woman, am not capable of supporting the Jiang family's business."

Her voice didn't tremble, and she spoke slowly, as if she had rehearsed these words in her mind many times.

"So my marriage has to become a bargaining chip for my family. Before it was Lü Baoliang, now it's Chu Nan."

The old woman looked at her, neither speaking nor denying it.

"I admit that I couldn't handle it before. You said I was cowardly, that I had no business talent, that I was just a shell—I've thought about these things many times myself."

Jiang Yingxue took a deep breath. "However, I don't need a live-in son-in-law to prove my worth, and I don't want my marriage to become a transaction again!"