Hearing Wu Yangfeng’s words, Yuan Moyao gave him a look that was more scornful than amused. “Brother Wu, I’m sorry for making you stay here for three years because of me,” Yan Xinmeng said guiltily, although she had agreed to help Yuan Moyao, she hadn’t anticipated such a condition.
“Don’t say that, Xinmeng. Being able to exchange medical knowledge with the renowned Medicine King is an opportunity that comes once in a lifetime, which Brother Wu would eagerly seize, so don’t think too much about it,” Wu Yangfeng comforted her. Hearing this, Yan Xinmeng felt much relieved. She approached Yuan Moyao, taking her hand, “Miss Yuan, thank you for saving me. I’ll leave Brother Wu in your care for these three years.”
“Miss Yan, you’re too kind, I should be the one thanking you,” Yuan Moyao replied with a meaningful tone. Yan Xinmeng and Yuan Moyao exchanged knowing smiles.
“Yangfeng, we’ll be leaving then. We’ll come back to see you in a year,” Shang Bieye patted Wu Yangfeng’s shoulder and then approached Yuan Moyao, “Miss Yuan, thank you for your help this time. I’m entrusting Yangfeng to you.”
“No need for thanks, Young Master Shang,” Yuan Moyao smiled sweetly, “I will take good care of Dr. Wu.”
After reluctantly bidding farewell to Wu Yangfeng, Shang Bieye and Yan Xinmeng slowly walked out of the Medicine King’s residence. Wu Yangfeng watched their retreating figures with reluctance, only to hear Yuan Moyao’s cold voice next to him, “Stop looking, they’re already far away! Besides, she’s someone else’s wife; she’ll never be yours.”
“How have I offended you, that you can’t speak to me properly and always have to beat around the bush?” Wu Yangfeng said displeased.
“I’m happy, I like it, I love it!” Yuan Moyao retorted arrogantly.
“You…” Wu Yangfeng’s eyes blazed with anger as he glared at Yuan Moyao, who glared back just as fiercely.
At the entrance of the Medicine King Valley, Little Potato was pacing back and forth, anxiously peering into the valley. Upon seeing Shang Bieye and Yan Xinmeng, he shouted with joy, “Master! Mistress!”
“Little Potato!” Yan Xinmeng also ran over with joy. Seeing her, Little Potato burst into tears, “Mistress, I’m so glad you’re safe, I was so worried!”
