Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 143 - 144: Yang Fei’s Beauty Trap!

Yang Fei personally lit a cigarette for Qin Long with the utmost respect. Even though he was a disabled man leaning on a cane, she dared not show any disrespect. She had secretly inquired about Qin Long’s affairs. To the outside world, he was just a good-for-nothing adopted by the young mistress of the Tang Family, a man with a notorious reputation. He had been in a foolish stupor for three years, and his past was a complete blank. The more mysterious he was, the more worried Yang Fei became. He is absolutely no ordinary person.

"Young Master Qin, I should have visited you long ago," she said. "I’ve just been terribly busy, and as for your contact information... the big shots are all very cautious, so..."

Although her words were an exaggeration—it wouldn’t be difficult for someone with her resources to find him—Qin Long didn’t seem to mind. Seeing his indifferent expression, however, made Yang Fei feel a little embarrassed. There’s no need to be so dramatic in front of him!

Sensing Qin Long’s impatience, Yang Fei quickly put on a white jacket and personally poured him a glass of red wine. "Young Master Qin, please allow me to apologize for today’s events! And thank you for pointing me in the right direction last time." She slowly set down her glass, her expression earnest.

"I didn’t help you with anything. You earned it all yourselves," Qin Long said, waving a hand to dismiss her thanks.

"Young Master Qin, about Han Bing... if it hadn’t been for you, we would likely still..."

Qin Long’s eyes shifted slightly. Yang Fei wisely chose not to finish her sentence, smiling instead. "In short, I, Yang Fei, owe everything I have today to you, Young Master Qin."

Initially, Yang Fei hadn’t dared to act rashly. After all, precedent suggested that government officials would seize most of Han Bing’s businesses. If the Jiang government had intervened, her people would have been finished. Powerful as they were, they would never dare to confront the authorities directly. It seemed the officials must have shown deference to Qin Long, turning a blind eye to their actions.

"I know what you’re thinking," Qin Long answered bluntly. "But I can tell you honestly, I didn’t call anyone to give you the green light."

"This...?" Yang Fei’s beautiful eyes filled with confusion upon hearing his words. But after just a few seconds, she understood the underlying meaning.

"Young Master Qin, with your kind of influence, you don’t need to say a word," she said. "You might not have said anything to Director Zhou, but I’m sure she’s well aware of the situation."

Hearing this, Qin Long looked at Yang Fei with a hint of admiration. This woman is truly sharp.

He pieced it together. The day Han Bing died, Zhou Hongying took him away. Later, Wu Mulan of the Supervisory Agency personally came forward to shield him. If Zhou Hongying wanted to maintain her position, she had to de-escalate the tension with him. Then, right after Han Bing was killed, Yang Fei’s people appeared to clean up the mess. Zhou Hongying must have assumed I was the mastermind behind it all—that I had sent Yang Fei to handle the aftermath and Wu Mulan to protect me. She must think the three of us have a deep connection. So as long as Yang Fei doesn’t go too far, Zhou Hongying won’t interfere. It’s her way of smoothing things over with me.

Qin Long’s master had once told him that the underworld wasn’t about fighting and killing; it was about people and connections. Only by understanding this could one become a true powerhouse. Qin Long had never dared to forget that lesson for a single moment.

"Yang Fei, what you do is your own business," Qin Long stated. "I won’t cover for you, nor do I have the connections or the ability to. So if you get into trouble, you’re on your own."

His words left Yang Fei stunned, and she fell into deep thought.

After about ten minutes, Yang Fei took off her white jacket, revealing flawless, jade-like legs and a breathtakingly full figure. She sat directly on the round table across from him, her foxy eyes brimming with emotion as she gazed at Qin Long.

Her delicate, fair feet, as perfect as carved jade, slowly traced a path up his leg—a temptation no man could resist. She slid onto his lap, and the air immediately filled with a pleasant, sweet perfume.

Leaning in, she whispered into his ear, "Young Master Qin, I’ll do anything you want. I can be your concubine... I can even give you a son... I wouldn’t mind at all." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

But the next second, Qin Long coldly pushed her away. "Try that again, and there will be no need for your little empire to exist."

Hearing this, Yang Fei forced an awkward smile and hurriedly put her jacket back on, caught in a dilemma. She had been targeting Qin Long for his power. The fact that Wu Mulan of the Supervisory Agency had personally intervened on his behalf was a testament to his extraordinary background. But now, he was deliberately drawing a clear line between them. It seemed that acting in his name in the future was now impossible.

A few minutes later, Yang Fei touched her hair awkwardly and apologized. "Young Master Qin, your heroic bearing is truly captivating. I lost control of myself for a moment and acted improperly. I sincerely want to be your friend. I know I would benefit greatly from it. Most importantly, it is your righteous and awe-inspiring aura that I admire so deeply."

"If you are willing, Young Master Qin, how about we address each other as brother and sister?" Yang Fei said with a playful laugh as she poured him some tea.

Qin Long hesitated for a moment before accepting the teacup. This gesture earned her admiration. He had also looked into her background. Aside from her immense ambition, she was nothing like Han Bing. At the very least, she knew when to advance and when to retreat.

After they exchanged phone numbers, Yang Fei personally escorted Qin Long to the entrance of the Feifei High-End Club. And so, Qin Long and Yang Fei became friends.

While Wang Ming was lost in his lewd fantasies about possessing Tang Xuewu, Qin Long was already forging connections with countless powerful figures in Jiang.

On the way back, Zi’er couldn’t help but ask, "Young Master Qin, you actually befriended Yang Fei?"

She was utterly surprised. Ever since her sister, Qing’er, had tasked her with protecting Qin Long, she had faced one shock after another. Not only did Zhao Ruoying and Jiang Haijing treat him with profound respect, but now even a figure like Yang Fei had personally escorted him out. Is Young Master Qin really so immensely influential? But he’s a disabled man who needs a cane to walk...

"Yang Fei is a smart woman," Qin Long said with a slight wave of his hand.

He then explained the difference between her and Han Bing. Han Bing had been vicious and cruel, stopping at nothing to achieve her goals. She would resort to slaughter at the slightest disagreement. Yang Fei, however, was more discreet. Even when absorbing Han Bing’s territory, she did so under the guise of revenge, following the rules of the underworld. Her people didn’t bully commoners; in fact, they frequently raised funds to build free schools and hospitals. She never killed the innocent indiscriminately, which alone was a mark of her intelligence. She had her own principles and bottom line.

Although Qin Long didn’t consider himself a saint, he was once a member of the Heavenly Dragon, a protector of the Great Xia. Because of this, he couldn’t tolerate depraved individuals like Han Bing. If he had to choose, letting Yang Fei become the new queen of Jiang’s underworld wasn’t a bad outcome.

"I despise the vicious thugs of the underworld," Zi’er said, a murderous glint in her eyes. "They tyrannize men and abuse women, committing every evil imaginable. It would be a joy to kill them all."

"But that’s just the reality of the world," Qin Long replied. "Either you carve out your own territory, or you submit and join them in the muck. It’s just how things are. It’s beyond any single person’s power to change."