Chapter 25 I Listen to You

When Ren Ming heard this, he was a little surprised.

"Master, you have a headache again? But hasn't your illness been cured since Miss Jiang personally prepared the incense for you? Why..."

Lu Xuan was stunned. "The incense that Jiang Yao made? What kind of incense?"

Ren Ming didn't seem to realize that he didn't know anything at all. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "It's the incense that Miss Jiang uses to fumigate your clothes every day. Oh, and I think you have some in your car too. It's in the amulet in the hand of the lucky cat figurine that Miss Jiang gave you. This incense was mixed by Miss Jiang herself, and we don't even know the formula..."

Lu Xuan looked up suddenly.

His clothes had been taken care of by the servants at home since Jiang Yao left, and they did smell different from before. They definitely hadn't been fumigated with any incense.

On the dashboard of his car, where the fortune cat was originally placed, there is now a tacky golden Buddha. It was Xu Yueyao who insisted on putting it in his car after she threw away the fortune cat.

Ren Ming was still talking, but Lu Xuan had already frozen, unable to explain the emotion in his heart.

His head was throbbing with pain, which became more and more severe. He hung up the phone and looked at Xu Yueyao who was still grinning beside him. Suddenly, a strong feeling of annoyance and anger surged in his heart, and his eyes were cold.

Xu Yueyao came back to her senses from the pain of biting her tongue. She wanted to scold him, but when she saw his ugly face, she suppressed her temper.

"You have a headache, do you want me to buy you some medicine?"

Lu Xuan frowned and asked her, "Let me ask you, where did you throw that lucky cat?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yueyao's face darkened instantly.

I thought he was not feeling well, but it turns out he was still unable to forget his old love for Jiang Yao?

She was immediately annoyed and shouted, "What's so good about such a cheap thing? Look at the golden Buddha statue I bought you. It's so beautiful and noble, worth tens of thousands. It can't be compared to those childish things. I would have thrown that kind of rubbish into the trash can on the street a long time ago."

"Enough!" Lu Xuan slapped the steering wheel angrily and yelled with a splitting headache.

"Don't touch my things anymore! Get out of here!"

Xu Yueyao suddenly opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

He actually yelled at her for a broken ornament.

"Lu Xuan, are you crazy——"

However, Lu Xuan completely lost his patience due to the headache.

"If you don't get out of here, don't even think about asking me to help you negotiate the project!"

Xu Yueyao: "..."

Xu Yueyao's face turned red with anger. She opened the car door and walked out.

Since returning to the Xu family, she has never been treated like this by a man.

——Lu Xuan, wait for me.

When the project returns to the Xu family, let’s see if she can still cure him!

…

Inside the car.

Lu Xuan opened the window to get some fresh air, but still felt a splitting headache.

Without incense and the incense bag in the car, he couldn't drive at all.

He could only take out his cell phone again and send a message to Ren Ming, asking him to send the painkillers over.

Ren Ming rushed over with the medicine in less than a quarter of an hour.

Lu Xuan took it and was about to put it into his mouth when Ren Ming suddenly said, "Master, this medicine..."

Lu Xuan's face was full of impatience, "What's wrong?"

Ren Ming hesitated when he heard this, but had to speak up to remind him.

"Young Master, your condition is genetic, so the medication is special. Long-term use might lead to...degeneration of that function. I didn't warn you before because you were still young and the impact wasn't significant..."

He was a little embarrassed and glanced at Lu Xuan's lower body.

Lu Xuan: “…”

Lu Xuan clenched the medicine in his hand.

How come he didn't know about this side effect before!

He is only 25 years old after all. If something goes wrong in this aspect at such a young age, what will happen?

He didn't dare take this medicine.

But if I don't take medicine, I will feel terribly uncomfortable.

I haven't felt this much pain in years, and now it feels like something is hitting my head hard.

Since he couldn't take the medicine, Ren Ming helped him massage for a long time, but the pain still didn't ease.

There were even double images in front of my eyes.

In the end, Lu Xuan could only reluctantly call Jiang Yao to ask her for the recipe.

"I'm sorry, the number you dialed..."

Lu Xuan's face darkened, and he remembered that he had been blocked.

He hung up the phone and reached out to Ren Ming who was standing beside him.

"Lend me your phone."

Sensing the terrifying low pressure emanating from Lu Xuan, Ren Ming didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly handed him the phone.

He entered the number he knew by heart and dialed Jiang Yao's cell phone again.

This time the call was connected within seconds.

"Hello, who is this?"

Jiang Yao's clear voice was like a spring of water pouring into his heart, relaxing his depressed mood a lot.

However, when he thought of her attitude towards him and Xu Yueyao just now, he felt inexplicably angry.

The tone is naturally very bad.

"Jiang Yao, let me ask you, what is the incense formula that treats my migraine?"

When Jiang Yao heard Lu Xuan's voice, he was about to hang up the phone.

But I just heard him continue to talk nonsense.

"I advise you not to serve it to me. At worst, I can buy it for a high price. Anyway, you only get paid by serving men now. I just want you to give me the incense formula and I will pay you. It's convenient and quick. You should feel honored."

Ren Ming, who was standing by, was stunned.

I've never seen anyone asking for help with this attitude.

He was lucky to have lived to this age without being beaten to death.

Jiang Yao laughed out of anger when he heard this.

Begging her? And still with this attitude?

She chuckled and spoke directly and bluntly.

"Mr. Lu is so rich, okay, since you're giving me money, then you can transfer five million first."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Xuan's eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "Jiang Yao, I think you are crazy about money! Five million, why don't you rob a bank!"

Jiang Yao sneered and mocked him mercilessly.

"How can you, the CEO of the Lu Group, not even be able to pay five million? Of course, without me, you can't even operate the company and go public! Don't act like a poor guy."

The conversation made Lu Xuan's face turn pale and his chest heaved.

"Jiang Yao, don't push your luck."

"Haha, pushing your luck? You should be talking to Mr. Lu, right? Besides, if you have a headache, can't you go to the hospital yourself? I'm not a doctor!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone on the spot and blocked the number again.

"Jiang, Yao!"

Lu Xuan was so angry that his face was distorted. He threw away his phone and punched the glass window hard.

The back of his hand was bruised, but he seemed not to feel the pain.

Compared to the pain in his body, Jiang Yao's attitude towards him was even more unacceptable to him.

Ren Ming looked at him and shook his head.

It's really a case of suffering for wanting to save face.

If he insists on driving people away, he will regret it in the future.

He probably doesn't know that Jiang Yao has given more than just a little incense for him...

…

Jiang Yao hung up the phone and was not affected at all. He concentrated on studying.

The exam is about to begin, and this time, she must stand upright next to the teacher and make up for all her previous regrets.

Early the next morning, she went to the school library to look up information.

He didn't notice a slender figure standing in the corner.

The man held the photo in one hand and talked on his phone in the other. "Ms. Xu, I've already seen the person, but will this really help?"

"Just do as I tell you, and you'll naturally get the benefits after the job is done." Xu Yueyao said in an arrogant tone.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The man hung up the phone silently, staring at the photo in his hand, a calculating gleam in his eyes.