Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1690 - 1687: Watch How I Deal with Her

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Previously on Urban Romantic Divine Doctor...
Liu Shimei and Xu Wendong spend a loving morning together. After breakfast, they head to Liu Shimei's qipao shop. As Liu Shimei proudly shows Xu Wendong her business, a furious customer bursts in, accusing the shop of damaging her expensive qipao during cleaning.

Upon seeing the woman's rising anger, Liu Shimei hastily adopted a submissive smile, her voice wavering slightly with a hint of flattery: "Ms. Wu, that is certainly not what I intended. I was merely pondering if there might have been some misunderstanding here?"

Wu Jingyi completely disregarded her explanation, letting out a heavy snort through her nose, a sound akin to a curse emanating from the very depths of hell.

Her eyes, wide and fierce like copper bells, glared maliciously at Liu Shimei, as if intending to devour her whole. "I care not for your rambling; this qipao incident occurred within your establishment, so you had best compensate me without delay! Cease your meaningless words before me!"

"This qipao is fashioned from the finest materials, meticulously embroidered by master artisans. I expended a full two hundred thousand for it, and you must return every single cent today!" As she uttered these words, she jabbed aggressively at the counter, each forceful poke feeling as though it pierced Liu Shimei's very heart.

Liu Shimei's countenance was etched with apprehension, beads of perspiration dotting her forehead. She felt like a helpless lamb under the watchful gaze of a ravenous wolf, utterly bewildered and at a loss for what to do.

Although her mind was perfectly clear, recognizing that she was the victim of a malicious setup,

Wu Jingyi confronting her advanced like a ferocious tidal wave, wielding considerable influence within the vicinity, much like an unseen, deadly snare.

Liu Shimei understood that if she truly provoked this woman, the qipao store could easily find itself adrift, a solitary vessel lost in a tempest, facing an onslaught of troubles that would ultimately lead to its complete submersion.

Contemplating these dire ramifications, a look of painful hesitation and profound resignation involuntarily crossed her face. She bit her lower lip until it was stark white, finally arriving at a difficult resolution, and declared: "Miss Wu, I empathize with your current feelings, but this truly could be a case of mistaken identity."

"However, since you are insistent on compensation, then I... I have no recourse but to accept and am prepared to disburse these two hundred thousand, in the earnest hope that this matter can be concluded here."

Xu Wendong, standing nearby, overheard Liu Shimei's words and his brow furrowed deeply. He felt an intense compulsion to intervene and halt her concession.

Yet, when his gaze met Liu Shimei's eyes, which were filled with helplessness and unspoken pleas, an invisible force gripped his heart, compelling him to swallow the words poised on the tip of his tongue.

He comprehended that Liu Shimei harbored her own undisclosed concerns and apprehensions. Nevertheless, witnessing her being so brazenly extorted ignited a burning rage within him, making it impossible to stomach this bitter injustice.

"Hmph, now that sounds like a sensible response! Had you grasped this understanding earlier and complied obediently, I would not have had to demonstrate my capabilities to you!" Wu Jingyi's triumphant smirk materialized instantly, resembling a venomous bloom flourishing in a fetid swamp, exuding an utterly repulsive fragrance.

Liu Shimei could only endure the internal humiliation and burgeoning anger. Her fingers quivered as she located Wu Jingyi's contact on WeChat, transferring the two hundred thousand with a heavy heart.

Upon receiving notification of the transfer, and seeing the funds securely deposited into her account, Wu Jingyi's smugness intensified.

Her lips curled into a disdainful smile as she confirmed the transaction, letting out another heavy snort: "Consider yourself fortunate for your perceptiveness."

"This time, I shall magnanimously grant you leave. However, take this to heart: should such an incident recur, do not expect me to exercise restraint; I shall leave you in a most precarious predicament!"

With those parting words, she departed like an ostentatious peacock, strutting away with a malicious air of superiority.

Liu Shimei watched the woman's receding form, her body trembling uncontrollably, akin to a withered leaf quivering in the autumnal breeze.

Tears of indignation welled in her eyes, circling but stubbornly refusing to cascade down, accompanied by a profound sense of unfulfillment, as if silently lamenting the world's inherent unfairness.

Xu Wendong swiftly moved to her side, enveloping her gently in his warm embrace, attempting to offer solace. He softly inquired close to her ear, "Sister Shimei, why did you yield so readily?"

Liu Shimei pressed her face deeply into Xu Wendong's chest, her voice thick with emotion, each word seemingly extracted from the very core of her being: "Wendong, you cannot possibly comprehend; this woman is not to be trifled with."

"Rumor has it she has exceptionally powerful individuals backing her. Such people are simply beyond our capacity to offend."

"If she were truly antagonized, she could tarnish the reputation I've painstakingly built over years with a mere word!"

"The expenditure of two hundred thousand can be seen as the cost of maintaining peace, a form of disaster mitigation."

Hearing this, Xu Wendong disagreed, shaking his head slightly: "Sister, do you comprehend the principles held by Taoist cultivators?"

Liu Shimei couldn't help but inquire, "What principles?"

Xu Wendong's gaze followed Wu Jingyi's departing silhouette, a chilling glint flickering in his eyes: "To endure constant disturbance hinders one's cultivation; to retreat compromises one's Dao. The alternative inscription dictates: fight if dissatisfied!"

"Uh..." Liu Shimei blinked, anticipating some profound wisdom from Xu Wendong.

However, that was not what she received.

After a brief pause, she regained her composure and inquired, "How do you intend to handle this?"

"Shouldn't that sort of woman be beneath your consideration?"

Xu Wendong shot her an exasperated look, annoyance coloring his tone. "What are you talking about? I wasn't referring to fighting *you*!"

He then shifted the topic. "You mentioned the other party has significant connections? Do you know her background or who supports her?"

Liu Shimei pondered for a moment before replying, "If my memory serves me right, her boyfriend is the Ye Family's Second Young Master, Ye Dong."

Xu Wendong's brow furrowed. "Which Ye Family is that?"

Liu Shimei responded matter-of-factly, "Naturally, Qingyuan City's foremost affluent clan, the Ye Family!"

"Impossible?" Xu Wendong exclaimed, clearly taken aback. "If she's truly the girlfriend of the Ye Family's Second Young Master, how could she be so utterly shameless, extorting you for two hundred thousand in cash?"

He had prior dealings with the Ye Family, and such behavior seemed improbable.

After all, the Ye Family commanded assets approaching a billion.

Liu Shimei clarified, "She isn't the Second Young Master's official girlfriend."

Xu Wendong finally understood. If she wasn't his official partner, it certainly explained why Wu Jingyi had resorted to extorting Liu Shimei for such a sum.

A knowing smile spread across his face as he declared, "Sister, do not fret. Just watch how I deal with her!"