What's the point of that?

Isn't that all you can do for her? Be nice to her?

How could I possibly do something that would hurt her? Even if she didn't come, even if she doesn't know,

Man proposes, God disposes. There are gods watching over us from three feet above our heads.

It would be hard to live with myself if I did that!

"Brother, I'll go back to the room and rest first. Thanks for your warm hospitality today. Let's talk again tomorrow daytime!"

After saying that, Yang Huazhong hurried away. Yang Huazhou quickly followed him.

Yang Wenxuan watched the two men hurriedly disappear, feeling puzzled.

"Is there really someone this naive in the world? What a fool!"

"Big brother..."

A voice sounded in his ear, and a figure also came over.

When Yang Wenxuan turned his head, he saw Yang Huaming.

"Well, Fourth Brother, you don't need to tell me this. Rest assured, all of you have said your piece. As the eldest brother, I won't push it."

"It's best not to let the younger siblings know, they'd reprimand me and say that I, as the older brother, am intentionally ruining your relationship." Yang Wenxuan said.

Yet Yang Huaming interrupted Yang Wenxuan's words.

"Big brother, I didn't mean it that way. There are other things I need to tell you..." he said.

"What's up? Speak up, Fourth Brother," Yang Wenxuan asked.

Yang Huaming glanced around, then lowered his voice to Yang Wenxuan and said: "I have something I want to ask my elder brother for help, but this matter concerns my reputation and whether I can hold my head high in the future."

“So I want to tell you something in confidence, don't tell anyone, not even my father, my brothers, especially that shrew of a wife at home!” he said.

Yang Wenxuan was taken aback, and then he also became serious.

“Alright, I promise to keep it secret. Old Fourth, you tell me, anything Big Brother can do, he’ll definitely do!” he said.

Yang Huaming nodded, pulled Yang Wenxuan aside, and lowered his voice to tell Yang Wenxuan about the inhumane things he had done.

"Over the past few years, although I've earned a bit more money than before, my niece, Qing'er, trusts me so much that she gave me her large restaurant to manage."

“In public, I was a star, and the guys working in the taverns would all fawn over me.”

But when the night was deep and I lay in bed, those tears of mine soaked through several pillows!

“Lonely, bored, and feeling empty. Life seems so uninteresting.”

At this point, Yang Huaming couldn't help but let out a few long sighs. His face was full of gloom and melancholy.

After hearing Yang Huaming's words, Yang Wenxuan was truly shocked, to the point that the alcohol in him cleared up a bit.

He looked at Yang Huaming up and down,

"My goodness, Fourth Brother, Big Brother looks so dashing, I thought you were a playboy who has conquered countless women."

"Turns out, you've had such a tragic experience!" Yang Wenxuan exclaimed in shock.

“Although I haven't gone through what you have, as a man, I can empathize with you.”

It's like having a big feast laid out in front of you, but your teeth are gone, so you can't eat anything.

“Lao Si, you're really pitiful. Tell me, what can Big Brother do for you? Besides giving up my most prized possession down here to help you out, anything else I can do, Big Brother will do it without hesitation!” Yang Wenxuan said resolutely.

When Yang Huaming heard Yang Wenxuan's words, he was also full of emotion.

He took a step forward and grasped Yang Wenxuan's hand, "Brother, I don't ask you for anything else, just help me discreetly find a doctor who specializes in treating this kind of ailment!"

"Brother, I want to regain my former glory. I don't really have any desire for women anymore, all I want is to have another son!" he said.

Yang Wenxuan said, "Don't you have a son named Kang?"

Yang Huaming shook his head: "That child is defective, no use. We have to keep having sons."

There are some things that are family matters, and it's not appropriate to tell Yang Wenxuan.

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For example, Kang Xiaozi wasn't his biological son at all. He was the illegitimate child of his yellow-faced wife and his deceased older brother Yang Huainan...

"Big brother, since we've opened up the conversation today, I won't hide anything from you either," Yang Huaming continued.

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"Over the past few years, I've been managing a restaurant and seeing doctors regularly. I've also taken quite a lot of medicine privately."

"My stomach is ruined, but there's no effect at all down here. The money was wasted."

"I was thinking, this must be the wrong diagnosis. Those wandering doctors and the village practitioners probably aren't very skilled either."

“Therefore, I had no choice but to ask you. Your Yun Cheng is a vast place, and with all your travels, you must surely know many renowned physicians.”

“You must, absolutely must, help me find a good doctor to treat my illness!” Yang Huaming grabbed Yang Wenxuan’s hand and pleaded again and again.

Yang Wenxuan nodded vigorously and patted Yang Huaming's arm forcefully.

"Don't worry, Lao Si. I'll take care of this."

“I happen to know a doctor who specializes in men's health. When I'm done with the birthday celebrations, I'll take you to see him and have him give you a proper diagnosis!” he said.

Yang Huaming let out a sigh of relief, his eyes shining with anticipation, as if he had seen rebirth.

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After making an agreement with Yang Wenxuan, Yang Huaming happily returned to the backyard.

Her steps were much lighter than in previous years, and she even hummed a little tune.

Yang Wenxuan also returned to his own courtyard. From afar, he saw that Zhou's house was lit up, but Yang Wenxuan didn't want to enter the main wife's room.

Turning, he walked towards the quarters of a concubine on his left. Suddenly, the door to the main room, which had been closed, creaked open.

Zhou's maidservant, Ping'er, came out. "Master, Madam requests your presence. There is something she wishes to discuss with you."

Yang Wenxuan asked: "Which aspect?"

Ping'er said, "It's about the young lady's marriage..."

“It has nothing to do with the old master’s birthday celebration, so don’t bring it up!” Yang Wenxuan waved his hand and turned away.

Ping'er followed a few steps forward: "But, sir..."

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"It's nothing, can't you see I'm tired today? Go away, go away, don't bother me!"

Yang Wenxuan waved his hand again, heading towards the concubine's quarters on the left wing. Zhou also followed out.

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Zhou stood at the doorway, before she could speak, the door to the side room on her left opened and a concubine appeared, holding a tray at the doorway.

A blue-and-white porcelain bowl was placed on the tray.

"Master, I knew you would have distinguished guests tonight and must be tired."

"Therefore, this concubine has long prepared a nourishing sweet soup, just waiting for Master to come and drink it!"

The concubine stood at the doorway, holding a tray in her hand, while she cast flirtatious glances at Yang Wenxuan.

Yang Wenxuan's bones instantly softened by a few points, his soul completely drawn to the concubine's full chest.

While over at the main house, Zhou shi, whose breasts had already drooped with age, saw this and was so angry her nose almost went crooked.

By the time she came to her senses, Yang Wenxuan had already been lured into the room by that concubine.

The concubine still couldn't resist turning her head to give her a provocative glance, and the Zhou family was so angry that smoke came out of her seven orifices, she almost wanted to swear.

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