Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2032 - 361: Helping My Young Cousin 4

Wang Yue remained seated with his eyes shut, deeply contemplating the issue at hand.

In the event that something truly befell Li Gang, how could he possibly justify it to Li Menglan? He might even consider fathering a child with her and arranging for that child to be adopted into the Li family.

Tap, tap, tap~

As Wang Yue mulled over his thoughts, a gentle rapping echoed from beyond the door. It had to be Wu Li’s parents arriving. Since Wang Yue had words prepared for them too, he called out, “Enter. The door’s unlocked.”

The entrance swung open without delay. Wu Li’s mother stepped inside first, trailed by a unassuming middle-aged fellow—likely Wu Li’s father. He appeared to lack any notable status in the world.

“Mr. Wang, greetings,” Wu Li’s mother remarked, her face beaming with an obsequious grin and profound deference.

She’d conducted some online digging beforehand and at last grasped the significance of “the young master of the Wang family.” He stood as the sole male heir among Jinling’s three mighty clans.

Should Jinling be likened to a vast empire, he’d embody the crown prince, the singular successor.

Eventually, he’d claim the entirety of the wealth and authority from those three clans.

In the span of several decades, Jinling wouldn’t boast three distinct families anymore, but rather a single colossal dynasty. And leading this grand alliance would be none other than the youth standing right there before them.

Confronted by such an individual, how could they possibly risk showing any discourtesy? Truth be told, without the urgency to sort out details, they wouldn’t have mustered the courage to face Wang Yue in the first place.

“Take a seat,” Wang Yue instructed, offering a nod to the pair.

Once they had settled down gingerly, he dove right in: “I’m aware of what you’re here to inquire about. I’ll be completely transparent with you. Indeed, Li Gang is collaborating with me at present. Your family lacks the standing to wed into his lineage. Yet he holds deep affection for Wu Li, leaving me powerless to intervene.”

Wu Li’s mother bobbed her head vigorously. “Absolutely, absolutely. It’s all down to little Li’s destiny.”

“You’ve got it spot on. This is Wu Li’s good fortune, not yours,” Wang Yue affirmed.

“As Wu Li’s parents and Li Gang’s prospective in-laws, it’s fitting for him to show you proper regard. Given his capabilities, he’ll undoubtedly secure a life of comfort and abundance for you. But heed this warning: should I discover you exploiting his reputation for illicit deeds, I’ll ensure you vanish from existence.”

“We get it. We wouldn’t dream of it!”

Wu Li’s mother inclined her head once more, a mix of nervousness and delight washing over her.

Since Wang Yue implied that Li Gang’s influence could be misused for shady purposes, it signaled his high regard for Li Gang. As his future mother-in-law, she stood to gain immensely from that connection.

“Very well, you can leave now,” Wang Yue declared, dismissing them with a casual flick of his wrist.

The Wu duo rose promptly. Just then, Wu Li’s father, who’d stayed quiet throughout, ventured, “Mr. Wang, where might our little Li be?”

“She’s chatting with Li Gang in there. No need for concern,” Wang Yue replied, a grin playing on his lips. Though Wu Li’s father seemed timid, he at least showed genuine care for his daughter. That set him worlds apart from his scheming wife.

Shortly after the Wu pair departed, Li Gang and Wu Li emerged from the bedroom as well.

Right then, both their cheeks flushed crimson, with Wu Li looking especially downcast.

Even though Wu Li’s demeanor made the outcome obvious, Wang Yue inquired anyway, “How did it go?” Wu Li merely shook her head.

“No luck. I even attempted using my mouth, but there wasn’t the slightest reaction.”

It appeared a genuine issue existed. Otherwise, with Li Gang’s prime vitality, even without any deliberate intent, he’d have stirred at the touch of his cherished girl’s lips.

Thus, Wang Yue rose to his feet and announced, “Let’s head out.”

Li Gang blinked in surprise and queried, “To where?”

“The Miao Family Medical Clinic.”

In the realm of Jinling, the three dominant clans naturally claimed the spotlight as the most renowned lineages.

Yet across the broader human domain, those three clans barely registered on the map.

Folks associating with Jinling didn’t summon thoughts of the clans, but of three extraordinary women: Su Mengyan, hailed as the globe’s supreme beauty; Yan Fangfei, the pinnacle of technological prowess among women; and Miao Qingluan, the world’s foremost healer.

Regarding the fourth in the “Four Greats of Jinling,” Wang Yue’s nominal mother-in-law, Ling Xueyan, shone brightly too, though her renown paled in comparison.

After all, plenty of women helmed massive enterprises, some even outscaling the Chen Family’s operations.

Hence, Ling Xueyan couldn’t claim the title of the world’s top business magnate.

The Miao Family Medical Clinic had been founded by Miao Qingluan’s kin. Though dubbed a clinic, it functioned as a sprawling hospital primarily catering to martial artists.

Common folk only got referred there when standard hospitals proved helpless against their ailments.

The proprietors of the Miao Family Medical Clinic weren’t just expert healers; they also navigated social dynamics shrewdly.

By shunning everyday cases, they avoided encroaching on other facilities’ turf, which would’ve sparked backlash.

Jinling wasn’t exactly a hotbed for martial arts cultivation.

The city’s martial artist population stayed modest, hovering around 100,000 at best.

Naturally, not every one of those warriors would sustain injuries simultaneously.

Moreover, conventional hospitals rarely transferred cases unless absolutely essential.

As a result, for all its grandeur, the clinic rarely bustled with crowds.

Wang Yue’s group bypassed any queues entirely, getting ushered straight into an examination chamber.

To guarantee Li Gang the utmost care, Wang Yue disclosed his status and specifically demanded Miao Qingluan’s personal attention.

Moments later, a figure clad in a white lab coat bustled through the door and stated, “Who’s the patient? Follow me.”

She proceeded into an adjoining space. Wang Yue’s brow furrowed. The physician was attractive enough, scoring perhaps an 85 on the looks scale.

Given that Miao Qingluan matched the caliber of his own mother, mother-in-law, and Aunt Yan in fame, she had to be a stunner exceeding 95 points.

This doctor plainly fell short of that mark. So Wang Yue halted Li Gang from trailing her and strode into the inner area on his own.

Upon Wang Yue’s arrival inside, the doctor glanced his way and said, “Young Master Wang?”

Wang Yue gave a curt nod and responded, “Why isn’t Doctor Miao Qingluan handling this?”

“It’s not some grave condition. Why would my senior sister bother with it?”

The Miao Family Medical Clinic commanded immense prestige, rivaling Jinling’s three elite clans.

Thus, the doctor offered Wang Yue no preferential handling.

“Furthermore, my senior sister never attends to male patients.”

Fair enough, that checked out. In that scenario, another practitioner could assess Li Gang initially.

Still, while the doctor possessed comely features, her manner struck as rigidly stern, rivaling the “aunties” Li Gang had described.

Wang Yue fretted that such a handler might imprint lasting unease on Li Gang, prompting him to ask, “Is a male doctor available instead?”