Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1511: 1511: Not Worthy of a Fine Man Like Me

“There won’t be a next time,” Ye Xuan declared, exhaling smoke from his cigarette. “After this whole ordeal, even if anyone harbored intentions towards you, they would be too afraid to act.”

Liu Ying pursed her lips. “What’s done is done; dwelling on it now is pointless. What else do you require?”

Ye Xuan spoke with sternness. “Mistakes carry consequences; that’s a universal truth across all eras. Otherwise, no one would ever learn.”

“Oh…” Liu Ying echoed. She then turned, facing Ye Xuan with a pout and a look of genuine dejection. “Then hit me. If you have the courage, strike me hard.”

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes. “You believe I wouldn’t?”

“Of course, you would. You killed Zhao Yunfei and his son without hesitation. What is there you wouldn’t dare to do?” Liu Ying challenged.

Ye Xuan rolled his eyes in exasperation. “But you’re usually such a little vixen; now you’re suddenly so compliant and honest, it’s actually hard for me to strike.”

“I wish I could be the vixen I used to be, but I made a mistake and lost my confidence,” Liu Ying lamented. “How about… you spare me this once, forgive me, and I’ll continue to be your vixen?”

Smack!

A fiercely delivered slap resounded, its crisp sound nearly piercing the entire hotel. “Ah!” Liu Ying sprang upright abruptly. The searing pain and the unexpected assault caused her to cry out.

Ye Xuan smiled in satisfaction. “Hmm, even after half a month, the sensation remains the same. Not bad.”

Liu Ying was incensed. “Ye Xuan, you actually hit me? You think your little brother is letting you off too easily, and you’re just getting carried away? Even if this was a mistake, it’s your fault!”

Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow. “Oh? My fault?”

“Is it my fault?” Liu Ying exclaimed, a mix of shame and anger in her voice. “If you hadn’t constantly told me I was just a fling and couldn’t win your heart, would I have made such a decision? If you had been truthful from the start, do you think I would have left without a word?”

Ye Xuan tilted his head, pondering for a moment before chuckling. “What you say does hold some truth.”

“What else?” Liu Ying gritted her teeth. “You truly shine when given a little leeway, being so harsh with your own woman. You’re not much of a man!”

“I’m not a man?” Ye Xuan laughed. “Then assume that pose again.”

Liu Ying inquired, “What for?”

Rip!

Ye Xuan reached out, tearing Liu Ying’s long dress. He smirked, “What do you think?”

Liu Ying resumed the previous pose. Ye Xuan moved closer, demonstrating to Liu Ying what it truly meant to be a man.

And thus began another passionate encounter.

Mighty and impressive.

Earth-shattering, magnificent.

A call from the hotel front desk signaled a frantic complaint from a neighboring guest, requesting a reduction in the intensity of their activities.

Ye Xuan paid no mind.

Another call followed from the front desk, revealing the complaining neighbor was a lonely traveler on a business trip.

Liu Ying urged Ye Xuan to ignore it.

Finally, a third call from the hotel front desk announced the neighbor’s departure, along with a negative review for the establishment.

Liu Ying responded with an indescribable sound, prompting the hotel front desk to voluntarily end the call…

Yet, in this particular battle, Ye Xuan found himself defeated.

Perhaps it was due to long-suppressed emotions; after another intense session, it hadn't even been an hour before Ye Xuan lost his composure and declared the end of their passionate engagement.

After all, since meeting Liu Ying, it seemed they had never experienced such a prolonged period of separation or inactivity…

The storm eventually subsided. In the brightly lit room, Ye Xuan lay on the plush, large bed, habitually lighting a cigarette.

An exhausted Liu Ying rested languidly on Ye Xuan’s chest like a contented kitten. With a resentful tone, she asked, “You ruined my only dress. What will I wear tomorrow?”

“There are plenty of clothing stores near the hotel. I checked; you could get an outfit for about 200 bucks,” Ye Xuan replied.

“200 bucks for an outfit?” Liu Ying’s eyes widened. “Do I look like the kind of woman who wears attire of that caliber?”

“When you marry into a chicken family, you follow the chickens. When you marry into a dog family, you follow the dogs,” Ye Xuan stated. “Being my woman, you’re restricted to clothing of that quality, unless you fund it yourself.”

“A man who doesn’t give his woman money to spend—and you think you have the right?” Liu Ying scoffed. “Fortunately, I have my own funds. Otherwise, being with a miser like you, I’d rather smash my head in and die.”

“If I hadn’t known you possessed wealth, I wouldn’t have agreed to come to Yanzi City,” Ye Xuan remarked heartlessly.

Liu Ying retorted, “A man like you is undeserving of love.”

“A woman like you is undeserving of an extraordinary man like me,” Ye Xuan countered.

Liu Ying fell silent all at once.

With his keen senses, Ye Xuan detected a warmth emanating from his chest. It was tears.

Ye Xuan’s heart fluttered, but he remained silent, merely tightening his embrace around Liu Ying’s soft form, drawing her closer.

Liu Ying gritted her teeth. “Ye Xuan, I detest you.”

Ye Xuan nodded with a smile. “I know.”

Liu Ying stated, “I won’t be hurt again and again because of you.”

Ye Xuan acknowledged, "I understand."

Liu Ying declared, "I am a heartless, wicked woman."

Ye Xuan responded, "I understand."

Liu Ying warned, "Be cautious; I might just be Pan Jinlian, secretly poisoning you one day."

Ye Xuan calmly replied, "I understand."

Liu Ying ceased speaking.

Subsequently, her fragile body commenced to tremble, shaking with increasing intensity until she could no longer restrain herself and dissolved into tears.

Her cries were heart-wrenching, sounds that seemed to tear through the very soul.

It was as if she were releasing all the accumulated grievances and bitterness of her life, transforming them into a flood of tears.

Ye Xuan still offered no verbal comfort, merely tightening his embrace around Liu Ying.

This was the first time he had witnessed this profound vulnerability in Liu Ying.

He came to realize that all her previous exuberance was merely a carefully constructed facade; her purity rivaled that of any woman in Ye Xuan's life.

He understood that for all these years, Liu Ying had shouldered the injustices of fate entirely alone, the pain and hardship she endured known only to herself.

No one in this world experiences an easy existence, but Liu Ying, more than anyone else, had faced unparalleled difficulties.

Now, it was a good thing; she had finally escaped the sea of suffering. Even though more daunting challenges might lie ahead, at least she was no longer solitary, for there was a man who would forever stand by her side.

As long as this man remained steadfast, she would not falter.

The rainbow that appears after a storm is something cherished, and it possesses the power to move one to tears.

Through this outpouring of emotion, Liu Ying bid farewell to her past and embraced her future.

It was akin to a complete rebirth.

As the old saying goes:

Once you have cried your heart out, things begin to improve.

The snow in Yanzi City continued to fall without end.

The following day, the snowfall persisted.

Within the Li Family manor, as was customary, Li Xiyuan rose early to personally deliver breakfast to the esteemed Old Master Li.

A simple bowl of congee accompanied by two side dishes, plain and unfussy, yet it represented Old Master Li's favorite way of life.

While partaking in this breakfast, Old Master Li sighed, "Individuals like us, born with destiny intertwined, never truly experience a life free from burdens..."