Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1757 - 1758: All Grievances Will Be Settled

On the other end of the phone, Ye Xuan frowned, "Are you crying?"

"No... no..."

Su Yumo hurriedly stopped her tears, forcefully suppressing her intense emotions, her beautiful eyes shifting as she gave a radiant smile, "Alright, since you think so, I’ll go along with you."

"Hmm, now that’s being obedient." Ye Xuan laughed heartily.

"You’re annoying, I’m going to work now!" Su Yumo reproached, then directly hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Su Yumo held her phone, sitting on a comfortable office sofa, dazed for a long time.

Unconsciously, a smile brimming with happiness gradually spread across her face.

Before making this call, she was worried that Ye Xuan might find it difficult, especially since Su Qinian was organizing the New Year’s Eve dinner on Chinese New Year’s Eve, Ye Xuan surely had a tight schedule.

She had even thought about telling Ye Xuan not to come to her house for the dinner.

But unexpectedly, Ye Xuan agreed so readily.

Even not allowing her to say more!

"He truly cares about me."

Su Yumo recently kept pursing her lips, as happy as a flower.

That’s enough!

...

On Ye Xuan’s side, listening to the busy signal on the phone, he was left speechless.

"Hanging up so quickly, I haven’t even properly teased yet." Ye Xuan pouted, feeling a bit unsatisfied.

Casually tossing the phone aside, Ye Xuan thought about those relatives of the An Family.

Regarding Su Yumo’s relatives, Ye Xuan actually knew very little, the only contact he had was with Su Jie, who recently attempted to extort Su Qinian. That guy seems to have already been jailed because he couldn’t compensate for the losses he caused to the Eastern Group.

Everyone is technically relatives, but Ye Xuan also thinks that some people can’t be considered as such.

"I hope the other relatives of the Su Family aren’t of the same nature."

Ye Xuan sighed faintly and then looked towards the door, seeing several neighbors busy putting up decorations and hanging lanterns, his gaze couldn’t help but be filled with nostalgia.

A strong feeling of the New Year’s atmosphere, familiar yet unfamiliar.

Many years ago.

Back then, life was poor, but his father was still alive.

Every Chinese New Year’s Eve, father and son would spend it in a small shabby house, poor and lonely, seemingly out of place with the rest of the world, lacking the liveliness and grandeur of other families.

Looking back now, time flies and never returns...

And... her.

Ye Xuan’s eyes flickered, and before him, a scene from many years ago seemed to reappear.

Snow filled the city, piled knee-deep.

A little boy dressed like a small beggar, following a hunched old man outside the shabby house, grinding tofu.

The old man with kind eyes, yet was quite stern with the little boy, "Put some effort in! Are you slacking off again, rascal? When I was your age, I did more than ten times what you’re doing now!"

The little boy wiped his nose, "Master, it’s rare to have snow, I made a plan with classmates to play in the snow, all my energy is spent on grinding tofu, how can that work?"

A flicker of heartache passed through the old man’s eyes, but he glared unhappily, "Play what snow? Grind the tofu properly then play!"

"No, I want to play in the snow!"

The little boy got a bit angry, his innate stubbornness prevailed, he didn’t wait for the old man to drink him, he took off running first.

Watching the little boy run off, the old man cursed, but his face showed a smile that was helpless yet loving, "Rascal, young and already not learning good!"

The little boy ran to a nearby open space.

Snow covered the ground, incredibly beautiful.

Boom!

A snowball suddenly flew across, directly hitting the little boy on the head, snow splattered, and the little boy cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

Simultaneously, a similarly-aged little girl appeared on the snowy field, pointing at the little boy, laughing heartily, "Ye Xuan, you’re too weak, I haven’t even used my strength, and you’re already down!"

The little girl stood with arms akimbo, mocking and proud, a trail of snot running from her nostrils, making the whole scene amusingly comical.

Little Ye Xuan blushed, "Big Wave Shadow, what kind of skill is sneak attack? You win without honor!"

Little Xiaoying got angry, "Ye Xuan, you’re not allowed to call me that!"

"What’s wrong with calling you that? You’re developing at such a young age, you’ll be amazing when you grow up!"

Little Ye Xuan made a face, unmercifully mocking, "Besides, how can a girl be so shabby? Always having a snot trail, aren’t you embarrassed?"

Little Xiaoying quickly wiped her nose, enraged and clawing, "Ye Xuan, I’m going all out against you!"

Memories like wind, vivid and clear!

Some things, when no one mentions them, might fade away.

Some people, when no longer meeting, might not be remembered.

But fate toys with people.

Perhaps it’s destined, Ye Xuan met Ye Xiaoying again, and childhood scenes burst forth like a spring.

Those years.

He was a little beggar.

She was a snotty girl.

In a class with few people, they were deskmates, almost the prime targets for everyone’s mockery.

Childhood sweethearts, innocent playmates.

Countless times they parted acrimoniously, yet never for more than a day, they’d become the best friends in the world again.

For her, the physically weak and sickly him, timid and afraid, once brave against school bullies, played out a one-versus-many spectacle, returning home bruised and battered.

For him, she was willing to share all her favorite snacks, accompanying him in scouring the garbage site, even for him, the little girl secretly arranged a duel with the school bully, ending up so bruised she couldn’t be seen, taking leave for several days.

It was supposed to be like this forever.

But who would have thought.

Time spares no one.

As they grew, everything seemed to change.

Once inseparable except during sleep, now they drift further and further apart, growing increasingly unfamiliar...

"Damn cold poison..."

Ye Xuan regained his composure, exhaled heavily, anger boiling in his eyes.

If it weren’t for the cold poison, Ye Xiaoying wouldn’t have taken the Earth Fire Lotus, if it weren’t for the Earth Fire Lotus, Ye Xuan wouldn’t have had that incident with her, if it weren’t for that incident, even if they couldn’t return to the past, they wouldn’t have ended up like this now.

And it all traces back to Zhao Family!

Zhao Xunjian!!

Ye Xuan’s long eyes narrowed, the expression in his eyes was like knives, like swords!

If someone were beside him now, just this gaze alone might make one suffocate and faint, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration!

Grudges and grievances, right and wrong!

As Chinese New Year’s Eve approaches, the Martial Arts tournament is not far away.

Ye Xuan’s lips curled, killing aura surging.

Soon, all grudges will come to an end!