My Silly, Sweet Wife

In the private room on the second floor, three young men and a middle-aged man were seated.

To Ye Guichen, these four people were all unfamiliar, yet each one of them held a significant identity.

One of the young men, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, dressed in an Armani casual outfit, had a beautiful woman in his arms and was drinking.

He was Lin Qingfeng, the second young master of the Lin Family.

Beside Lin Qingfeng, the young man with earrings and slicked-back hair looked like a privileged successor.

His name was Mu Hua, a member of the Mu Family, the commander of the Jinling Army, and Murong’s brother.

Another young man appeared slightly older, about thirty-four or thirty-five, wearing somewhat traditional robes with an arrogant expression on his face.

His name was Situ Kong, the steward of the Medicine King Valley.

Since the last time when Yin Chanzi was defeated by Ye Guichen in the field of medicine, completely disgracing the Medicine King Valley, they sent Situ Kong.

After Situ Kong arrived, he realized that dealing with the Shennong Sect openly was probably unrealistic, so he thought of a sinister plan to frame them.

Although Situ Kong didn’t know much about Ye Guichen’s background, someone who could simultaneously open a martial arts school and a clinic must have some connections in Jinling.

After pondering, Situ Kong turned his attention to the Kyoto Lin Family.

The Lin Family was not deeply entangled with the people in Jinling, so even if someone wanted to cover up for them, they probably couldn’t reach that far.

Therefore, Situ Kong made a special trip to the Capital City to visit the Lin Family.

The Lin Family had already benefited from the Medicine King Valley, and upon hearing that they were dealing with an already fallen Shennong Sect, they agreed without hesitation and even sent Lin Qingfeng to handle it.

Although Lin Qingfeng was not particularly outstanding among the noble sons in the Capital City and often had to curry favor with other wealthy young masters, when he arrived in Jinling, he seemed to bask in glory, completely disregarding Jinling.

As for the middle-aged man, he was someone Lin Qingfeng sought out after arriving in Jinling. His surname was Qiu, and he was the chairman of the Jinling Daily.

Chairman Qiu had been with the Jinling Daily for over twenty years, and moving up further seemed impossible.

Lately, with the media industry in decline, there were rumors that he might be relieved of his duties because of his age and mediocre performance.

If there was a chance to advance further, entering the Capital City might lead to better prospects, but if dismissed, he might lead a mediocre life.

Upon hearing that the Kyoto Lin Family sought his help, how could Chairman Qiu refuse?

This was practically handed to him on a platter.

As long as he did the job for the Lin Family, moving to the Capital City and advancing further would be just a matter of their words.

Thus, they orchestrated a plan, using the power of public opinion to completely catch the Shennong Sect off guard.

”Mr. Lin, your strategy was brilliant, as expected from the Lin Family! When you act, they don’t stand a chance!” Chairman Qiu, his face flushed, raised his glass to compliment Lin Qingfeng.

Lin Qingfeng cast a faint glance at Chairman Qiu, without the intention of raising his glass, and lazily said, ”Chairman Qiu, your efforts also contributed to leaving the Shennong Sect defenseless. Rest assured, when I return, I’ll mention your name to the people at the Capital City Publishing House. If you wish to join the TV station, based on your qualifications, being a deputy director shouldn’t be a problem. Of course, if you perform well and follow our Lin Family’s directions, that top position could be yours in two years.”

Chairman Qiu was overjoyed upon hearing this.

He was so excited he became incoherent, downing his drink in one gulp, ”Mr. Lin, I, I won’t say anything more, it’s all in this drink. It’s my luck that you favor me, Qiu Decai. From today on, I, Qiu Decai, am a servant of the Lin Family. If you, Mr. Lin, call, I, Qiu Decai, will respond without question.”

Lin Qingfeng was very pleased with Qiu Decai’s attitude, slowly nodding his head. Then, he looked at Situ Kong from the Medicine King Valley, ”Brother Situ, you previously described the Shennong Sect as so formidable. Now, it seems they’re not much. Haha, they do have some skills, fighting prowess notwithstanding, but so what if they can fight and run a clinic?”

Situ Kong was not as relaxed as Lin Qingfeng, ”Mr. Lin, you should know that our Medicine King Valley has held a grudge against the Shennong Sect for a long time. Even now, many still blame the downfall of the Shennong Sect on our Medicine King Valley, claiming we used underhanded methods to bring them down.”

”Tch, it’s not as if they’re capable. What’s the use of saying these things?” Lin Qingfeng scoffed. ”Right, you mentioned their new Sect Leader is very formidable, someone named Ye Guichen, correct? But it’s been so long, and yet we haven’t seen him?”

”Ye Guichen?” Mu Hua, who hadn’t spoken up, was stunned upon hearing this, ”Mr. Lin, did you say the Sect Leader of the Shennong Sect is named Ye Guichen?”

Mu Hua was from the Mu Family, holding a position even higher than Boss Mo, and by right, should have no ties with Lin Qingfeng.

However, the power struggle within the army was fierce, and without the backing of a major family from the Capital City, even the influential Mu Family could find it hard to manage the intricate disputes.

Moreover, due to his sister Murong, Mu Hua was often seen as a spoiled offspring, causing trouble left and right.

This time, hearing that Lin Qingfeng from the Kyoto Lin Family was here, Mu Hua believed he could cling to this big tree, to show the Mu Family he wasn’t entirely useless.

Thus, after Lin Qingfeng arrived in Jinling, Mu Hua handled all the arrangements for food, clothing, accommodation, and even found the so-called patient from the Lin Family.

The so-called patient wasn’t really a member of the Lin Family but a dying beggar, with no family or ties, already gravely ill, and worsened further under Situ Kong’s so-called treatment.

In that condition, not even sending him to the Shennong Sect would help, and probably even a deity wouldn’t be able to save him.

However, upon hearing the name Ye Guichen now, Mu Hua found it somewhat familiar.

Mu Hua never cared about the happenings in Jinling, nor did he bother to find out. However, recently, while at home, he often heard his sister Murong mentioning this name, even declaring she’d marry no one but Ye Guichen.

In fact, over this Ye Guichen, Murong had several big arguments with their mother.

Recently, Mother Mu confined Murong at home, not allowing her out, seemingly because of this Ye Guichen.

”Could it be such a coincidence?” Mu Hua still thought he misheard and quickly asked again, ”Mr. Lin, did you say the Sect Leader of the Shennong Sect is named Ye Guichen?”