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17: Chapter 17 Mu Yun Society Meets Duan Tang (2) 17: Chapter 17 Mu Yun Society Meets Duan Tang (2) An Yiqing thought for a while, then nodded her head.

Since the cup had already been used, let him take it back.

Anyway, it was just a decoration here.

As for the issue of the couple’s cups, An Yiqing really had no idea at all!

Hiding in the bathroom, Gu Tingting agonized over her phone.

Twenty minutes had passed; should she go out now?

Even a bad stomach shouldn’t take this long!

Gu Tingting pretentiously flushed the toilet and opened the door to step out.

An Yiqing turned her head and upon seeing Gu Tingting, immediately approached to ask, “Tingting, how are you feeling?

Why were you gone for so long?”
Gu Tingting inwardly cursed.

How dared she come out?

Once home, her Third Brother would probably slaughter her!

While her heart cursed, her face was all smiles as Gu Tingting nonchalantly waved her hand: “Don’t worry, it’s not as serious as Third Brother said.

I’m fine now after taking some medicine.”
Gu Yelin glanced at the time and knew that pursuing his wife was a delicate matter and shouldn’t be rushed, so he stood up and looked at An Yiqing: “I should go now.

Tingting said she wants to go to Penglai Residence for dinner tonight, you should come too.

I’ll come to pick you both up.” With that, he took long strides and left the dormitory like a shooting star.

“Eh?

No need, I…”
“Hey!

Qingqing!

Don’t be polite with my Third Brother, we’re all family here.

If it’s free, why not eat?

Just consider it as keeping me company!” Before An Yiqing could refuse, Gu Tingting interrupted her and forcibly gave her the title of “family.” An Yiqing watched as Gu Yelin’s figure disappeared, and she heaved a helpless sigh.

While An Yiqing wasn’t looking, Gu Tingting touched her chin with her hand, her large almond eyes narrowing.

Just now…

why did Third Brother seem like he was afraid of rejection, fleeing in panic?

**
Ruan Hao, with a dark expression, stepped into the executive elevator at Muyun Group after parting with Ruan Xue.

On the top floor, Ruan Hao pushed open the door of the Chairman’s office.

In view was a purely classical Chinese decor, with furniture made of exquisitely crafted huanghuali wood, ink paintings by famous artists hanging on the walls, and wisps of smoke from the tea table, creating an aura of ancient elegance.

Sitting on the delicate couch behind the tea table was a man in white.

His refined and elegant appearance was calm and serene, his dark eyes filled with a gentle warmth.

The smile on his lips was like a refreshing spring breeze, and the snow-white robe paired with his shoulder-length hair wasn’t the least bit incongruous.

This man seemed to have stepped out of a landscape painting, tranquil and peaceful, like the high mountains and flowing water.

“Family Head!” Ruan Hao addressed the man as he entered, with great respect.

“You’ve had a long journey.

Have a seat.” The man didn’t look up, continuing to make tea, his skills deft.

This seemingly warm man was named Duan Tang, and he held a terrifying status—the new Family Head of the Muyun Society!

The Muyun Society was the emperor of the Xiluo Continent’s underworld, with a history of over a hundred years.

Two years prior, the former Family Head Duan Yuntian had handed over the society’s affairs to his twenty-six-year-old grandson, Duan Tang.

Duan Tang was warm and sunny, often in a white robe appearing scholarly like a dashing gentleman, but in reality, he was a ruthless figure.

After his ascension, he swiftly purged the hidden dangers that had plagued Muyun Society for years, eliminating dissidents with ruthless tactics that terrified the underworld.

Even Old Master Duan Yuntian often praised his grandson for surpassing him.

Muyun Society’s businesses were global, with Muyun Group being one of them.

Duan Tang’s parents were tragically killed when he was a child, and in his grief, his grandfather Duan Yuntian raised him.

Thus, this grandfather was the only and most cherished relative in Duan Tang’s life.

This morning, Elder Duan had a relapse of his chronic condition during exercise and nearly didn’t make it.

By the time Duan Tang arrived, Elder Duan had already been admitted to the hospital.

The doctors examining him were incredulous, saying that according to his condition he shouldn’t have made it, yet somehow all of his vital functions were showing improvement.

Elder Duan glanced at Ah Cheng, who then casually fobbed off the doctors with an excuse.

Some things were better kept from the common folk.

Duan Tang noticed the expressions of Elder Duan and Ah Cheng, his eyes flickering, but he didn’t ask anything.

After enjoining Elder Duan to rest well, he gently closed the door behind him.

“What happened?” The bodyguard Ah Cheng had been waiting outside the door.

Ah Cheng reported everything that happened in the morning to Duan Tang in full detail.

After hearing it, Duan Tang seemed unfazed, but his calm dark eyes hid surging tides.

He was aware of Elder Duan’s condition, which could fail at any moment, and all medical checkups showed declining functions.

He had consulted many renowned experts, both domestic and international, only to find similar conclusions.

Ah Cheng would not lie to him, and if that was the case, that girl must indeed be a Divine Doctor.

After a moment of contemplation, Duan Tang ordered his followers: “Search!

Even if it means digging three feet into the ground, we must find this girl!” There was an undeniable decisiveness in his otherwise warm voice.