"Grandpa Tang, we agreed not to tell anyone." Wei Lun blinked, a smile on his face.
The old man laughed and said, "Others need to promote themselves to become famous, but you, kid, are really profound. I don't understand you."
The conversation between the two left the surrounding crowd exchanging bewildered glances, unsure of what they meant.
The old man seemed to be in better spirits than before. He could not only sit up on his own, but also get out of bed and move around. Because he had been lying in bed for so long, he had forgotten how happy it was to be able to walk on his own.
After getting out of bed, the old man led Wei Lun to the grand and spacious living room for a conversation, with everyone following behind, not daring to disturb him in the slightest.
“Weilun, I don’t know how to repay you. You have a prescription for curing cancer. I’m sure that in the future, the sky’s the limit and no one can hold you back from soaring high. I can assure you that if you ever want to start a company in the future, you can come to me if you encounter any trouble.”
The old man wasn't just boasting. You have to understand, in China, is there anyone who doesn't give the Tang family face? Besides, it's obvious that they are a powerful family with a lot of resources in their hands. They can crush a large family with just a word.
Upon hearing the old man's words, Tang Jiao's father grasped Wei Lun's hand tightly.
He said excitedly, "Mr. Wei, from now on you are the benefactor of my Tang family. Please feel free to ask for anything!"
Then he exchanged phone numbers with Wei Lun, telling Wei Lun that he could call him if he had any difficulties in the future. This was an unexpected gain for Wei Lun. Perhaps he didn't know this square-faced man, but from everyone's surprised expressions, he could tell how difficult it was to get this man's phone number.
Tang Jiao was also very happy because she had brought Wei Lun over and cured her grandfather. In the future, Tang Jiao would have more say in the family.
"Jiaojiao, why don't you take Mr. Wei for a tour of our manor? I need to talk to your grandfather about something," Tang Jiao's father said.
"Okay, sure!" Tang Jiao exclaimed happily, and in front of everyone, she grabbed Wei Lun's hand and headed into the manor.
Inside the room,
Tang Jiao's father's expression suddenly turned serious: "Father, there seems to be some paradox on the military's side. I'm in trouble this time."
"Child, let nature take its course. Remember, what you strive for isn't always the best." The old man had a calm expression; such things were commonplace for the older generation.
"But I only have this one chance." Tang Jiao's father still seemed very unwilling.
"Well then, I'll write a letter to my old friends, and the rest is up to you," the old man sighed.
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Upon entering the manor, Tang Jiao transferred ten million to Wei Lun for medical expenses, making Wei Lun so happy he was momentarily disoriented. This money was earned both easily and cleanly.
"Weilun, look at the estate! These grapes are growing so well, and I planted them!"
As Tang Jiao spoke, she picked a bunch of fresh grapes, took one, and put it into Wei Lun's mouth: "Try it and see if it's good?"
Enjoying the warmth of the sun, Wei Lun looked at the grapes handed to him and smiled, "Aren't you going to wash them?"
Tang Jiao chuckled and said, "No pesticides, naturally grown, so eat with confidence, it's very clean."
Wei Lun tasted the sweet flavor and couldn't help but exclaim, "Your grape-growing skills are quite impressive!"
"kindness……"
"Mr. Wei, thank you!"
Tang Jiao suddenly became serious, her whole demeanor completely different from her previous carefree self. With her grandfather cured, the Tang family now had ample time to prepare for the future. This was a major event, one that would determine the fate of the Tang family.
"Why are you being so polite? I'm not used to it. It was just a small favor, and I already accepted your money."
Wei Lun took the grapes from Tang Jiao's hand, found an outdoor sun lounger, sat down, and lazily ate the grapes.
“Mr. Wei, the money is for your medical expenses, and your helping me is out of kindness. These are different things.”
Tang Jiao is a person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment, and perhaps she is also quite domineering. However, she always takes exceptional care of her friends, which is why she has another title: "Domineering Heroine," as many young masters and princesses in Yanjing call her.
Having found a seat, Tang Jiao sat down next to Wei Lun and asked, "Are you still single?"
"I don't know how to put it. You could say I'm single, or you could say I have a girlfriend."
Wei Lun didn't know how to define Chu Ruoruo. This ex-girlfriend was very materialistic. She was only giving him a chance for now and was still in the observation period. If she could truly settle down and get along with him, then Wei Lun would accept her. If she was still as unrealistic as before, then Wei Lun would not hesitate to abandon her.
"It seems you also have relationship problems, quite similar to one of my friends."
Because of her noble status, Tang Jiao's friends in the circle were almost all aristocratic young men and ladies from prominent families, none of whom were minor figures.
"In this day and age, mutual trust is too low, and the restless society makes it difficult for us to remain calm and composed."
Wei Lun squinted at the sunlight, as if seeing his past self—a vulnerable version of himself living in a tiny 30-square-meter apartment. A touch of sadness welled up in his eyes.
"It's okay. As long as we can maintain our own personality, we can definitely become the best version of ourselves."
Tang Jiao stood up and then stretched out a hand, gesturing for Wei Lun to get up. It was almost dusk, and the two of them could take advantage of the beautiful sunset to stroll around the manor.
The two looked like a princess and prince in a castle. Wei Lun also stood up gentlemanly and accompanied Tang Jiao on a tour of the manor.
This manor is huge, with all sorts of decorations, flowers, plants, fish and animals. Compared to Wei Lun's villa, it's like heaven and earth. Even though Wei Lun's garden villa is already very luxurious, it's like a little brother in this manor, not even worth mentioning.
"Jiaojiao, come and have dinner with Mr. Wei!" Tang Jiao's mother called out to the two of them who were watching the fish swim by the pond.
Tang Jiao heard her mother's call and said, "I know, I'll be right there!"
The two walked into the house together, and a fragrant aroma wafted towards them. The dining table in the living room was laden with a sumptuous feast, clearly prepared specifically to entertain Wei Lun.
The Tang family members were already seated around the rectangular table, with a special seat reserved for Wei Lun and Tang Jiao, closest to the old man.
"Mr. Wei, it's your first time here. We've prepared a simple meal, and we hope it will satisfy you!" Tang Jiao's father said politely.
Wei Lun replied very politely, "Uncle, you're too kind. I'll do as you please!"
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