Chapter 211 Pretending to be disabled!



"Bang!" There was a dull sound, and a punch and a palm collided violently.

Long Yanran rolled over with her wheelchair and fell to the ground.

The rain was dirty and stained his whole body, and his hair was covered with mud and water, making him look disheveled.

Ye Wenshu took three steps back, steadied himself, and looked slightly surprised.

"I didn't expect that a disabled person like you could have such high martial arts skills. It's beyond my imagination."

"No wonder Old Master Long passed on the throne to you, leaving the position of Patriarch to you."

"With your intelligence and business talent, it didn't take long for you to stabilize the Long family's situation. The family has been thriving over the past two or three years. You're really capable."

"Unfortunately, if you take a wrong step, there's no turning back."

"Tonight is the day you die!!!" Ye Wenshu's face was ferocious, his eyes were as big as bells, and he looked ferocious.

Long Yanran supported herself on the ground with both hands, dragging her crippled body, and moved back little by little.

"Give me your life!" Ye Wenshu pounced on Long Yanran like a hungry tiger, ready to kill her.

Long Yanran showed a look of horror, not knowing whether it was an illusion or her eyes were blurry, but there was a hint of cunning reflected in her eyes.

When the two were two meters apart, Long Yanran crossed her legs and stood up suddenly.

The body moved, and the true energy in a pair of jade hands circulated, and she suddenly attacked.

Ye Wenshu was horrified. He had never expected such a scene.

Long Yanran is not disabled, she is just pretending.

It's over, I've been fooled.

Oh shit!

It was too late for Ye Wenshu to stop.

"Bang!" A pair of jade palms hit Ye Wenshu's chest, leaving a solid impression on it.

Ye Wenshu flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Long Yanran disappeared, and when she reappeared, one of her feet stepped heavily on Ye Wenshu's back.

It was like stepping on a turtle.

"Ye Wenshu, you lost." Long Yanran said lightly, the rain flowing down her hair and falling on her white cheeks, which was very beautiful.

Now I know how tall she is. I underestimated her before. Long Yanran is taller than the average man.

Roughly about 1.78 meters tall.

With this figure and height, it would be a shame if she didn't become a model. She's such a great talent.

How could I win the Miss Asia title?

"Long Yanran, you hid it so well. Your victory was unfair. If you have the guts, let's start over again." Ye Wenshu shouted.

"Do you think we are playing house? Are you having fun? You are starting over again. A grown man can't afford to lose. You really let down the four major families." Long Yanran curled her lips in contempt.

"Am I not right? If we fight normally and don't play tricks, there's no guarantee that something will happen." Ye Wenshu was totally unconvinced.

"Yes, I admit you're powerful, so what? I won't argue with you. Whatever you say is what it is. Even if you say you're the Jade Emperor in heaven, what does it matter? I just want results."

"Ye Wenshu, you have lost. In this operation, you will be defeated miserably and will never be able to recover." Long Yanran said sternly.

"Bullshit, we haven't revealed our cards yet, and the outcome is still unknown." Ye Wenshu remained tough. Who knows if there will be a miracle or a comeback until the last second.

What's more, he was telling the truth.

As long as the old man comes, the situation can be turned around in a blink of an eye.

"Whether they come or not, you are destined to be miserable." Long Yanran showed a hint of ruthlessness and kicked hard.

Ye Wenshu moved sideways for more than ten meters, blood spurting out of his mouth, which was even more terrifying than the hemorrhage during menstruation.

It can’t be stopped, it can’t be stopped at all.

Long Yanran arrived at the front at an extremely fast speed and punched down.

Ye Wenshu had no power to resist, let alone fight back. He could only be slaughtered and was more obedient than a catfish tied to a chopping board.

"Ah..." Ye Wenshu screamed miserably, like a pig being slaughtered.

Long Yanran's punch hit Ye Wenshu's dantian, and her true energy penetrated directly into his body, destroying his martial arts.

From now on, Ye Wenshu became a useless person.

Didn’t he say that Long Yanran was disabled right away?

This ruined him.

It’s just that the things that are useless are different. Long Yanran’s are her legs, and Ye Wenshu’s are his martial arts.

Feng Shui changes, and this year it’s my turn.

As for Long Yanran pretending to be disabled, she has been doing so for almost two years.

There is no doubt that her previous disability was a real disability. Everyone who knew her in the capital knew that she had invited countless famous doctors, batch after batch, one after another.

She was in a wheelchair for nearly twenty years.

No one can cure it, there is nothing we can do.

It's basically a death sentence, there's no hope.

Long Yanran gradually accepted her fate and became disheartened. She focused all her energy on other things and deliberately ignored her disabled legs.

Until one day, an old man with a sage-like appearance came to the Long family and said that he could cure Long Yanran's stubborn illness.

The flames that had been extinguished were rekindled at that moment.

No one doesn't want to stand up, no one doesn't want to be like a normal person, and Long Yanran is no exception.

It’s not that disabled people can’t put themselves in other people’s shoes or understand their feelings.

Strange looks, discrimination, and inconveniences in life...

Long Yanran sincerely asked the old man to diagnose and treat her.

Unexpectedly, the old man put forward an embarrassing condition: Long Yanran must marry his disciple, named Qin Wushuang.

How can we treat the relationship between men and women as a joke? How can we joke about marriage?

A person I have never met, I don’t know him at all, he has nothing to do with me, I know nothing about his appearance, personality, height, weight, I understand nothing about him.

Anyone would feel embarrassed to commit themselves to someone and become their wife, and would need to think carefully about it.

At least you have a basic understanding and can make a judgment.

However, the old man did not give her too much time to think, nor did he take out any photos or anything like that to look at. He just said one thing directly, asking her whether she would marry or not.

An answer must be given on the spot.

Otherwise, I'll just walk away and there won't be a second chance.

Of course, the old man also gave a guarantee that if the cure could not be achieved, there would be no further discussion and it would be as if he had never said anything.

Long Yanran struggled internally, tossing and turning, and finally she agreed.

As long as he is cured, she will marry him without hesitation.

The other party was a toad, a bug, a gambler. She had thought of all the possibilities and accepted the worst-case scenario.

Long Yanran gambled the rest of her life for her legs.

She just wanted to stand up, nothing else.

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