Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1552: Hypocritical Woman

Leng Feilong held back for a moment before a wry smile touched his lips. He nodded, stating, "Then we shall follow Miss's lead. The Leng Family will make their move, adding much-needed fuel to Ye Xuan's already blazing inferno."

"Uncle Leng, you misunderstand once more," Leng Qiuge chuckled. "The Leng Family's actions are purely due to our inability to tolerate the Wang Family; it has absolutely no bearing on anyone else."

Leng Feilong offered a smile but remained silent, though a sigh escaped him inwardly.

What profound charisma could that young Ye Xuan possess to have captivated Miss so completely?

Two months had passed, and monitoring Ye Xuan's every single move had practically become Leng Feilong's daily ritual, to the point of noting his bathroom visits.

Leng Feilong's heart ached to ask: If you cannot let go, why not return to his side? If that isn't feasible, why not summon him to you?

Ah, women! So utterly complex!

As though a thought had just surfaced, Leng Feilong suddenly spoke, "Ye Xuan remains in Barcelona. For his breakfast, he consumed a sandwich; for lunch, he indulged in Yan Country cuisine. He departed his hotel only once, purchasing two packs of cigarettes – local Barcelona brands, each priced at a mere two euros..."

Leng Qiuge listened intently, offering no verbal response.

Once Leng Feilong concluded his report, Leng Qiuge casually curled her lip. "Uncle Leng, how many times must I tell you? Do not mention his name in my presence. I have already declared war upon him unilaterally!"

Leng Feilong felt an urge to weep without tears. 'Miss, I don't believe a single word of that!' he thought inwardly.

You utter such declarations daily. The very first time I chose to believe you, I neglected my reporting duties for a day, only to mysteriously come down with a three-day stomach ailment. If you insist that incident wasn't your doing, even a simpleton would refuse to believe it!

Women are not merely complicated; they are also hypocritical!

Naturally, as a seasoned professional, Leng Feilong kept his internal grievances to himself.

He smiled once more and announced, "Mr. Carter is hosting a grand party this evening, extending invitations to numerous influential tycoons in Barcelona. You, Miss, have also received an invitation."

Leng Qiuge responded flatly, "I shall not attend."

Leng Feilong chuckled, adding, "Ye Xuan and his wife will be in attendance."

Leng Qiuge replied dismissively, "That is not my concern."

Leng Feilong merely laughed, choosing to say nothing further, fully aware that Miss would undoubtedly attend.

This was because she had only stated, "Not my concern," and had not explicitly said she would *not* be going.

In Yanzi City, the snowflakes continued their silent dance.

Within the private hospital belonging to the Wang Family.

Wang Qianjun lay on the hospital bed, his condition critical, an oxygen mask obscuring his face. His countenance was pale and gaunt; in less than a single day, he appeared to have aged by over a decade.

It was evident that the severe bout of bloody coughing had taken a significant toll on his health.

Despite the hospital's utmost efforts, Wang Qianjun slowly began to regain consciousness under the anxious gaze of key Wang Family members.

"Sir, you have finally awakened!" someone exclaimed with immense joy.

Wang Qianjun offered a weak nod, his fractured spirit finding a semblance of comfort. At the very least, he understood that there were individuals in this world who genuinely cared for him.

However, the ensuing torrent of voices shattered his naive illusions.

"Sir, dire news! The Leng Family launched a surprise offensive, and our overseas business operations have sustained unprecedented damage!"

"Sir, the Wang Family is currently in utter disarray, with many clamoring for secession and desertion. Some of the younger generation have even resorted to brawling over mere tens of thousands of yuan!"

"Sir, you must rise and lead us once more! The Wang Family cannot function without your guidance!"

"..."

As Wang Qianjun absorbed the cacophony of distressing reports, his eyes widened. The weakness and relief he had felt moments earlier completely vanished, replaced by a fury akin to a cornered beast.

It was akin to the final, desperate flicker of a spent arrow.

*Thud!*

Wang Qianjun convulsed, and a gush of blood uncontrollably surged from his throat, staining the pristine white bedsheets.

Then, all turned to black.

Wang Qianjun once again succumbed to unconsciousness.

In the fleeting instant before his senses failed him entirely, his heart roared with undiluted madness.

"Ye Xuan!"

"Leng Qiuge!"

"May you all perish!"

...

In Barcelona, dusk began to cast its lengthening shadows across the city.

Within the city's most opulent hotel, a magnificent banquet had commenced.

Donning an expensive suit, Ye Xuan, accompanied by Lin Tong who held the young Cloud in her arms, made their way towards the event.

By this point, the lavish banquet hall teemed with attendees, predominantly unfamiliar faces from the Federation.

This was hardly surprising.

Ye Xuan, a veteran of countless battles, had spent years immersed in combat and had seldom engaged in the world of business. None of the individuals present were exceptions. While they might recognize Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan certainly did not know them.

Lin Tong was even less acquainted. Despite being an exceptionally capable businesswoman, the Lin Family held a relatively minor standing. Without Ye Xuan, she, as the wife of the Black Emperor, would likely never have received an invitation to such a prestigious gathering.

A simple description: A meeting of titans!

Nevertheless, Ye Xuan and Lin Tong harbored no intention of socializing extensively with the assembled guests. To be truthful, their presence was a gesture of respect towards Carter, but even more so, it was motivated by thoughts of a particular woman.

Upon their entrance, the couple's eyes immediately swept the vicinity, though the awaited individual was nowhere in sight.

"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Black Emperor!" a jovial voice boomed, drawing their attention.

Turning towards the sound, they beheld an exceptionally handsome man. Tall, refined, and radiating a pleasant charisma, it was none other than Carter, the world-renowned magnate of the construction industry.

"Mr. Carter," Ye Xuan conveyed with a smile, "Your welcome is overly formal. We are friends, and in Yan Country, friends need not stand on ceremony."

"Ah, my mistake then," Carter chuckled, his laughter echoing. "In that case, I shall say you are unwelcome and implore you to thoroughly enjoy tonight's feast. How does that sound?"

"Now that's more like it!" Ye Xuan boomed with hearty laughter.

Lin Tong also offered a smile, her gaze turned gratefully towards Carter. "Mr. Carter, your assistance this time is invaluable. I won't offer empty thanks, but should an opportunity arise in the future, Eastern Group will spare no effort. Though, given the Carter Family's might, Eastern Group may never have the chance to reciprocate."

"You are too humble, Mrs. Black Emperor," Carter responded. "You stand now beside the Black Emperor—his influence is on par with our own. When I first encountered Mr. Black Emperor, I even considered arranging a match with my sister. To think you would secure him so swiftly."

"Oh, is that so?" Lin Tong queried with a light laugh. "I hadn't realized his popularity extended so far before."

"Women are swayed by emotion and cannot resist a man of power. It is only fitting that Mr. Black Emperor, the world's most formidable man, would capture hearts."

Carter joined in the laughter. "Truthfully, in my entire life, Mr. Black Emperor is the sole individual I've held in genuine admiration. My own status, while seemingly grand, is merely a stroke of luck from my family's name. Mr. Black Emperor, however, forged his position entirely through his own formidable strength!"