Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 615: Neither the Young nor the Old Can Survive

Chapter 615: Chapter 615: Neither the Young nor the Old Can Survive

Lu Yingxue reached out and grabbed her hair, yanking it viciously.

Xiang Mingzhu screamed in pain!

But Lu Yingxue still refused to let go: "If my face can’t be healed, then you’ll wish you were dead! I’ll tell everyone that the Lu Family forgives your atrocities, but we’ll keep you under strict supervision for proper guidance. That way, outsiders will praise me for being gentle and kind, and the Zhong Family won’t call off the engagement!

As for you, ending up in my hands means you won’t have a single good day left. Xiang Mingzhu, get ready to rot in hell!"

"What are you going to do to me?"

Xiang Mingzhu’s voice was hoarse. "Lu Yingxue, the state I’m in now is all because of you. If you hadn’t sent me to Zhao Chang’s bed, I wouldn’t have walked this path, wouldn’t have ruined your face. All of this is your own doing! You deserve it!"

She was deeply pained!

She should have been the cherished daughter of the Xiang Family, enjoying Zhong Yi’s exclusive affection.

She should have been bold and radiant, looking down even on Lu Yingxue.

But now, she was reduced to a state beyond recognition, neither human nor ghost.

All thanks to Lu Yingxue!

"I deserve it?" Lu Yingxue sneered, "If it weren’t for you recklessly ruining the Needle Testing Conference, our families would still be fine! And you dare blame me? I wish I could cut you into pieces—you’re both venomous and foolish!"

She utterly despised Xiang Mingzhu’s lack of intelligence!

Lu Yingxue extended her finger and poked Xiang Mingzhu’s forehead with insulting force: "Perfect timing—my father and I need someone to test needles and medicine. From now on, you’ll stay here in this basement, left to your own devices. You’ll be my test subject, and consider it your redemption."

"Lu Yingxue, I’ll kill you!"

"Lu Yingxue, you wretch!"

"Lu Yingxue, I still have my mother! She’s the one who loves me the most among the four siblings—she’ll definitely save me."

Lu Yingxue chuckled like she’d just heard the biggest joke: "You think your aunt will save you? She probably wishes you were dead. Why would she help you?"

Years ago, Lu Yutong had drunk spiked wine and Xiang Hai took advantage of her.

The two families silently acknowledged the arrangement, and Lu Yutong married into the Xiang Family amidst melancholy, giving birth to four children consecutively. Xiang Hai never allowed her to use contraception, and eventually, she was driven to demand her freedom by threatening to die, leaving for a foreign country.

And the spiked wine back then? It was orchestrated by Lu Bannong.

He urgently needed to establish his footing in the Imperial Capital.

"Lu Yingxue, you portray yourself as so self-righteous, but how clean is the Lu Family? She was placed on my father’s bed by Lu Bannong back then. Who would’ve thought that the famed Imperial Capital physician would turn out to be this kind of person? You’re no better than him."

Xiang Mingzhu spat as she spoke, flecks of saliva landing on Lu Yingxue’s face.

Lu Yingxue’s eyes glinted with malice, and she lifted her leg, delivering a harsh kick to Xiang Mingzhu.

Xiang Mingzhu writhed in pain, her body curling up, cold sweat forming on her forehead as she lay there unable to lift her head for a long time.

"Watch her. Don’t let her run around! Bring her meals down here regularly, and make sure no word leaks out. Warn the household staff not to gossip outside."

After venting, Lu Yingxue turned and left the basement.

Just as she walked out, she saw Lu Bannong sitting on the sofa, and her air of hostility was immediately restrained.

"Father."

She greeted respectfully.

Lu Bannong glanced up at her: "Got it out of your system? Take care of your facial wounds; later, you can use cosmetic procedures to try and mend them at least a little."

"The doctor said no matter how many surgeries I undergo, scars will remain. It can’t go back to how it was."

The scar on her right cheek was now deep enough to expose bone.

"The scars don’t matter—what’s important is Zhong Yi’s heart. With the old patriarch pressing down on him, no matter how much he likes that woman, he won’t dare act recklessly. We’ll have more opportunities to make our move from the shadows."

Lu Bannong’s eyes narrowed, exuding danger: "Qiao Xi can’t stay! We can’t let either the young or the old survive."

Lu Yingxue’s mind raced with speculation as she heard this: "Father, have you found Cheng Han’s whereabouts?"

"Not only have I found him, but..."

Lu Bannong’s sinister smile sent a chill down her back, even his mustache seemed to shiver along.

"Father is always meticulous in handling things."

"You should learn from this—any plans you make must always be reported to me first. Qiao Xi will soon report to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, and it’s time we gave her a harsh lesson. Send a notice to her, have her report there next Monday."

Lu Bannong, still dissatisfied with her recent impulsiveness, patiently reprimanded her.

"Yes, Father."

Lu Yingxue responded, exhaling slowly. Her fingers gently brushed the gauze over her right cheek—was there really no hope for her face?

Zhong Yi didn’t love her in the first place.

Without her beauty, it would be even harder to win his heart.

After being drugged, Zhong Yi didn’t seek her out but went to that trash Ye Ying instead.

Lu Yingxue worried that he might have discovered something, possibly suspecting her as the one who drugged him?

She had already erased all traces—there shouldn’t be an issue.

Lu Yingxue’s eyes shifted, waiting for any updates or actions from the Zhong Family to confirm.

What mattered most was the Zhong Family’s attitude!

The father and daughter waited in the living room, and soon a representative from the Zhong Family arrived bearing gifts.

Box after box of rare jewelry and antique jade artifacts flowed in like a steady stream.

Apologies were conveyed.

Alongside this came a transfer agreement for the Qian Family’s medicinal herb factory—Zhong Yi had truly sent these items over.

Lu Yingxue’s lips curled into a smirk, but she knew better than to forgive easily.

She needed Zhong Yi to grovel publicly before the people of the Imperial Capital; only then could she reclaim the dignity she had lost.

As she was contemplating this, her phone buzzed.

It was a call from her beauty salon, reporting that many wealthy ladies from Yingyue Pavilion had decided not to recharge their membership, instead planning to try out the Jade Skin Ointment at the beauty salon owned by Qiao Xi and Huo Sijiao.

Since last night, the salon’s business had been struggling, with numerous new members even inquiring about refunds.

To make matters worse, that Furong Beauty Salon had opened directly opposite Yingyue Pavilion, clearly to challenge her.

This street had historically been dominated by beauty salons, but Yingyue Pavilion had crushed the competition single-handedly. The Furong Beauty Salon opposite had previously been taken down by Lu Yingxue’s schemes, leaving her own salon as the sole survivor.

Now, Furong Beauty Salon was thriving anew under Qiao Xi and Huo Sijiao, gearing up for a grand opening.

The competition was already impacting the salon’s business, leaving Lu Yingxue infuriated.

The manager asked, "Miss Lu, should we use the old methods?"

"What good would it do to act now? Wait until the peak moment, then teach them a lesson. Let them learn the hard way that doing business in the Imperial Capital isn’t so simple."

Lu Yingxue’s eyes blazed with hostility, altering even her typically compassionate demeanor.

She felt an immense sense of threat.

Qiao Xi had the audacity to steal not just her career but her man—this was utterly unacceptable!

...

In the bustling streets of the Imperial Capital, Huo Sijiao selected a men’s suit from Master Irina’s design studio and, finally, took a taxi to the Xie Family’s Yunqi Group.

She had contacted Xie Xubai’s assistant, Ning Yuan, in advance.

Ning Yuan mentioned Xie Xubai was in meetings non-stop, so if it wasn’t too much trouble, he’d appreciate it if she could visit the company.

When Huo Sijiao arrived at Yunqi Group’s entrance by car, Ning Yuan was already waiting for her outside.

Upon seeing her, he hurriedly stepped forward and opened the car door.

"Miss Huo, apologies for making you take the trip."

"It was my mistake to begin with." She handed over an elegant paper bag to Ning Yuan. "Assistant Ning, this is the suit to make up for Mr. Xie’s loss—please pass it on."

Ning Yuan’s smile flickered in his eyes, and he quickly stepped back, saying, "Miss Huo, this won’t do."