Chapter 287 - 285: Simultaneously Transferring 2 Million

"Have you been busy with something big lately? You’ve been coming and going like a ghost." Xu Qian turned her head to look at Yang Xun.

Since she was also a part of the Xu family, Yang Xun gave her a brief rundown of how Xu Yue’s company had been reported.

Xu Qian froze for a few seconds before sitting up straight. "My brother did it? Has he lost his mind?!"

"It’s already been handled, but the company’s reputation took a hit. Xu Yue didn’t call the police on him, but she did cut off his living expenses for six months."

"Serves him right!" Xu Qian scoffed, her tone dripping with disgust for Xu Feifan. Then, looking worried, she asked, "Can the new product still be manufactured? Will the company go bankrupt?"

"Once the health department’s test report comes out and proves the company’s innocence, production can resume. However, since its reputation is ruined and consumers have lost trust, we’ll need to give out some trial sizes first. Once we get consumer feedback, it shouldn’t be a big problem."

Xu Qian nodded thoughtfully. Suddenly, she leaned in closer and blinked. "Yang Xun, I actually have a great idea. There are so many wealthy women in our livestream, and they love buying this kind of premium skincare. Why don’t we promote it during our stream?"

"Smart!" Yang Xun snapped his fingers, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.

Xu Qian’s cheeks turned slightly red. She feigned a look of disgust but didn’t push him away. They had done so many livestreams together. What started as merely flirting had escalated into intense, passionate lovemaking in every session since. Gradually, Xu Qian realized she was developing feelings for Yang Xun, but she knew anything between them was impossible. The thought filled her heart with a wave of melancholy.

They bantered for a bit longer before heading back to the Xu family’s villa together.

As soon as they walked in, they saw Xu Yue sitting cross-legged on the sofa, typing away on her laptop. Zhao Linglong was sitting next to her, watching TV. Seeing Yang Xun enter, she smiled at him. "Dr. Yang, you’re back."

"Mhm. Did you not go hang out with Xiaocai today?"

"I visited for a while this afternoon. She had a bit of a cough, so I told her to get some rest early." Zhao Linglong’s voice carried a hint of worry. "She said it’s an old problem, but I don’t think she looked very energetic."

Yang Xun’s heart sank slightly. Although Yang Cai’s illness had stabilized for the time being, the girl had never truly recovered. The slightest issue could easily trigger a relapse. He planned to visit her after dinner and check her pulse again while he was at it.

Dinner was prepared by Xu Yue and the nanny. She rarely cooked, but her culinary skills were excellent. Yang Xun felt that Xu Yue seemed to be good at everything; she was just usually too busy and rarely had time to cook. It was hard to imagine that such a smart and beautiful woman could have a foolish brother like Xu Feifan. No wonder the Xu parents had handed the entire company over to their daughter to manage.

After dinner, just as Yang Xun was about to head out, Xu Yue walked over and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Yang Xun, thank you for what you did this time," she said softly.

"There’s no need to thank me. You’re my wife." He smiled faintly, turning around to hug her back.

"The company had just started looking up, and now it’s in trouble again. I won’t be able to pay back the money you lent me anytime soon." Xu Yue’s voice was muffled and a bit nasal.

Hearing the grievance and self-blame in her tone, Yang Xun’s heart ached for her. He gently patted her back. "You can’t blame yourself for this. You’ve already worked so hard. Besides, I told you before—that money was an investment. It doesn’t matter if we lose it; I can always make more." He softly comforted her, then took out his phone and transferred another two million to Xu Yue.

Seeing the transfer amount, Xu Yue was completely stunned. "Where did you get so much money?" she asked in surprise.

"I went on a business trip for a few days to treat a patient. This is my consultation fee, so you don’t need to worry about the company’s cash flow breaking. I’ve got everything handled!" Yang Xun chuckled softly.

In reality, he had earned this money at the bathhouse. After all, he saw two or three clients a day, making at least a hundred thousand from each. Over the past few days, he had accumulated over two million. However, he still felt that he was making money too slowly. When Xu Yue needed funds, he could barely help. Yang Xun pondered inwardly, deciding that he still needed to run a proper business.

Just then, Xu Yue’s phone chimed again. They both looked at the screen and saw that Xu Qian had also transferred two million.

"Xu Yue, use this money for now. Let me know if it’s not enough."

Reading the message, Xu Yue’s beautiful eyes widened in utter disbelief. "Did you two plan this together? Why did you both transfer so much money to me?"

"We actually didn’t, but our love for you is the same," Yang Xun said with a smile.

At his words, Xu Yue threw herself into his arms and couldn’t help but start sobbing.

"What’s wrong?"

"I... I’m just so happy. I’m so lucky to have you guys!" Xu Yue sniffled.

Ever since their parents had passed away, she had been holding up the Xu family on her own, never daring to slack off. Only now did she remember that she still had Yang Xun and Xu Qian backing her up.

"Don’t cry. You can take this opportunity to rest at home for a couple of days. Once the storm passes, we’ll launch the upgraded version of Ninghua Cream. Plus, Mi Ting has a lot of clients at the bathhouse; we can promote it there too," Yang Xun softly comforted her.

Xu Yue smiled through her tears and nodded. "Mi Ting told me that I should go to the bathhouse whenever I have time, either to get a massage or help manage the place. Even if the company really goes under, we’ll at least have the bathhouse!" She hugged Yang Xun with a blissful expression, suddenly feeling that even if the company went bankrupt, it wouldn’t be a big deal. The worst-case scenario was just starting over from scratch.

"By the way, didn’t Linglong just say Xiaocai wasn’t feeling well? You should go check on her."

"Alright, you rest first. Don’t wait up for me," Yang Xun said, waving his hand. He then walked briskly toward the small villa where Yang Cai lived.

As he pushed the door open, Mi Ting was walking out of the kitchen with a bowl of medicine. Seeing Yang Xun, she quickly lowered her voice. "Cai Cai is in her room. She coughed for most of the night and just fell asleep a little while ago."

Yang Xun nodded and lightened his footsteps as he approached Yang Cai’s bedroom door. It was slightly ajar, and the sound of even breathing drifted from inside. He listened closely for a moment. Although the breathing was steady, it carried a faint, raspy wheeze.

"I’m going to go in and check her pulse." Yang Xun gently pushed the door open and walked in.

Mi Ting followed behind him, placing the medicine bowl on the table.

He pressed his fingers against Yang Cai’s wrist. After a moment, he withdrew his hand. "It’s nothing serious, just a flare-up of her old condition caused by the change in seasons. I’ll leave a prescription. Buy the herbs according to it and brew them for her. After drinking it for three consecutive days, she’ll be fine."

Mi Ting let out a sigh of relief and patted her chest. "You scared me to death. She was coughing so badly last night, I thought her condition had worsened again."

"It won’t. Her physical condition right now is much better than before." Yang Xun wrote a prescription on the coffee table and handed it to her, glancing toward Yang Cai’s bedroom again. "Let her sleep more, and don’t let her catch a draft outside for the next few days."

He earnestly gave a few instructions regarding the heat and timing for brewing the medicine, then turned around and prepared to leave.