9 Chapter 9 Revenge_1

"Forget it, I've got things to do later!"

"Maybe next time!"

Chu Ran really wanted to agree, but ultimately she still declined.

After all, she was indeed very busy now, with an important meeting in the afternoon.

"Alright then!"

In Zhou Yuan's eyes, a glint of disappointment flashed. Perhaps she simply didn't trust his cooking skills. Moreover, why would a miss of such high status covet a meal from him?

After seeing Chu Ran off, Zhou Yuan walked back home, eager to craft the Tempering Elixir to improve his constitution.

Only by gaining greater strength could he treat Chu Ran properly and repay her kindness from the past two days.

But as soon as he reached his doorstep, he saw a BMW sedan. Could it be Yang Li coming for revenge?

With that thought, anger started to rise within him.

However, an old man got out of the car and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, congratulations! You've won our store's top prize—all the medicinal materials you purchased are multiplied by ten."

Zhou Yuan frowned. "But I didn't enter any prize draw?"

Could this be a scam?

But he wasn't so easily fooled!

The old man continued with a smile, "It's the order number from your purchase of the medicinal materials, which happened to be the 888 jackpot number. We have it posted in our store. Perhaps you didn't see it carefully."

"This is your prize!"

The reason might be a bit far-fetched, but at least he could send out the medicinal materials, fulfilling Miss Chu's request.

In Zhou Yuan's expression, there was an indescribable sense of surprise, happiness coming too suddenly.

Before he could ask any more questions, the old man already drove away.

When he got home and opened the package, he found that the grade of the ten portions of herbal medicine was much better than what he'd bought.

With this, the efficacy of crafting the Tempering Elixir would surely be much improved.

"Could it be a gift from Miss Chu?"

Zhou Yuan wasn't a fool. Chu Ran's actions were clearly out of consideration for his pride.

Once he succeeded in crafting it, he would definitely give her one.

So he set to work without hesitation—decisive and clear-cut!

Meanwhile, Yang Cheng, seated in a wheelchair, didn't have optimal treatment results, because the Heavenly Pavilion had no clue how his legs became disabled.

And he had also visited Western hospitals to no avail.

In other words, he was doomed to spend his life in a wheelchair.

"Sis!"

"That bastard, he's gone too far!"

"I will not let him off the hook!"

Yang Cheng's face was ashen.

Zhou Yuan really had the guts—not only did he cripple his legs, he also dared to humiliate his sister. Either grudge, by itself, was unforgivable.

"Just focus on your recovery!"

"After my wedding with Yuanpeng is over, I'll find time to deal with him!"

When had Yang Li ever suffered such humiliation?

But now, Liu Yuanpeng was occupied with wedding preparations on one hand and busy with company affairs on the other, leaving him no time to bother with Zhou Yuan.

So she had to swallow this grievance for the time being!

"Sis, have you forgotten?"

"I'm a man of Tiger Lord now!"

"I'm going to find Tiger Lord now and kill that cripple!"

Yang Cheng, unable to wait even a moment longer, stormed off towards the Flying Tiger Entertainment Club.

No matter what, Zhou Yuan must pay a painful price.

Yang Li didn't interfere. If Flying Tiger took action, Zhou Yuan's ending would be unbearably tragic.

Flying Tiger Entertainment Club!

"Listen up, everyone. If anyone dares to offend Zhou Yuan again, don't blame me for not recognizing you as brothers!"

Flying Tiger had suffered a big loss, but conceded because Zhou Yuan had the backing of Chu Ran.

Even if he were given ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to harbor thoughts of revenge.

His subordinates clearly understood what was going on and didn't object at all.

"Tiger Lord, Yang Cheng is here!"

Just then, an underling came to report!

"That son of a bitch has the nerve to come?"

Flying Tiger's face turned cold, then he ordered, "Let him in!"

If it weren't for Yang Cheng, he would never have offended Zhou Yuan. Now he was looking for a way to apologize; to his surprise, the troublemaker was delivering himself to his doorstep.

It was truly like walking into the net!

When Yang Cheng, sitting in his electric wheelchair, entered the private room crying, he began to exaggerate his grievances: "Tiger Lord, I've shamed you!"

"That bastard Zhou Yuan ruined my leg and he said you... you are a... paper tiger!"

Flying Tiger's expression became stern. Even if Zhou Yuan cursed him to his face, would he dare to talk back?

But Yang Cheng's arrival did give him a reason to make amends. He then angrily said, "You worthless thing, follow me!"

"Yes, Tiger Lord!" Yang Cheng thought Flying Tiger was scolding Zhou Yuan and was delighted, not realizing Flying Tiger intended to use him as a scapegoat to apologize to Zhou Yuan and ease the tension between them.

So two underlings lifted his wheelchair into the car, while Yang Cheng kept flattering them.

Flying Tiger, without the mood to care, arrived at the urban village with trembling nerves and knocked on the door nervously.

He hoped Zhou Yuan would forgive his past misdeeds and stop making trouble for him, for he truly couldn't bear the wrath of Miss Chu.

"Zhou Yuan, you son of a bitch, get the hell out here!"

"Tiger Lord is here!"

But clueless Yang Cheng, relying on Flying Tiger's reputation, was arrogantly cursing away!

However, as soon as he said this, Flying Tiger's face turned green, and his legs began to tremble; this damned fool... trying to set him up?