Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 189 - 190 Zhang Meilan’s Complaint!

Qin Long tried to explain but was bluntly cut off by Tang Xuewu.

"Qin Long, listen to me," she said. "On the day of the fiftieth-anniversary celebration, I won’t accept any gifts from Wang Ming. You don’t need to compete with him for the Sky Garden, either. That day is actually the anniversary of when you came to the Tang family, and also when we first met. I want to take you to North Asia Bay for a visit."

As Tang Xuewu spoke, she massaged Qin Long’s right leg. She planned to whisk him away on the day of the celebration to temporarily avoid the Tang family’s banquet.

"I really did want to propose to you!" Qin Long sighed helplessly, his expression dejected.

"Ah Long..." Tang Xuewu bit her lip in frustration, her back turned to him.

After a moment of thought, she turned back around. "Ah Long, I want a romantic proposal, too," she said softly. "It’s every girl’s dream... to hold hands with the one you love at a banquet filled with roses..."

Tang Xuewu’s face was full of longing, like that of a young girl. But as she continued, her eyes filled with helplessness. "But those things aren’t realistic. I’ve grown accustomed to a simple life now. I don’t long for that anymore. Just being here with you while you recover, peacefully taking care of our little home... I’m truly content with that."

Tang Xuewu bent down and carefully began massaging Qin Long’s right leg again.

"On the day of the fiftieth-anniversary celebration, I will give you a surprise," Qin Long promised, gripping Tang Xuewu’s hand firmly. "I will make everything you want a reality."

But Tang Xuewu didn’t realize how precious a promise from the Heavenly Dragon truly was. She could only nod helplessly.

"Xuewu, your mom bought sturgeon today. Come get cooking," a calm voice called out. His tone sounded slightly off.

Tang Xuewu immediately walked over.

"I’ll give you a hand," Qin Long offered at once.

"No need, you should rest," Tang Xuewu replied. Then, suddenly remembering Qin Long’s superb knife skills, she added, "Alright then."

Tang Xuewu then helped Qin Long toward the living room.

"I didn’t win a single game today!" Zhang Meilan’s angry voice erupted from the living room. "I suspect those three old hags cheated and deliberately set me up!"

Qin Long and Tang Xuewu instantly understood—Zhang Meilan had lost money gambling again.

"Then why do you still go?" Tang De mocked coldly from the side. "Who else do you know who plays mahjong all day? Besides, with your skills, Meilan, you could be dealt the perfect hand and still manage to lose!"

"Tang De, are you asking for it?" Zhang Meilan glared at him, her face fierce as she ground her teeth. "Do you want to sleep on the couch tonight? How can you blame me? My luck was just terrible today!"

Tang De knew better than to argue and kept quiet.

Seething with rage, Zhang Meilan redirected her fury toward Qin Long. "I guess I just don’t have the same luck as other people! The Li family’s son-in-law sponsors their gambling with tens of thousands, doesn’t he? And look at me, having to scrimp and save just to buy *his* diapers! What rotten luck did I, Zhang Meilan, have to end up with such a useless son-in-law?" she jeered.

"Mom, stop talking nonsense!" Tang Xuewu fumed. "You lose at gambling, and you come home to take it out on others? Isn’t that going too far? Not to mention Qin Long doesn’t have the money, but even if he did, I wouldn’t let you use it for gambling!"

"I don’t care! Grandpa only said we can’t kick him out for now!" Zhang Meilan yelled at Qin Long, her face a mask of disgust. "I can still kick him out whenever I want! Qin Long, your life was saved by Xuewu. What have you brought her since then? Money? Power? Other than causing trouble for us, I haven’t seen you make any progress at all!"

The more Zhang Meilan looked at Qin Long, the more displeased she became.

"Meilan, you’re being ungrateful," Tang De said, putting down his blue-and-white porcelain teacup and looking at her indignantly. "That necklace you’re wearing and the Audi you drive—did they just fall out of the sky?"

"This piece of junk necklace? I look down on it! Young Master Wang will buy me a better one. Besides," Zhang Meilan sneered, clenching her teeth, "he probably just mortgaged the Tang Family Ancestral House to buy them."

Seeing how unreasonable she was being, Tang Xuewu and Tang De could only shake their heads in frustration. It was clear Zhang Meilan was determined to pick a fight with Qin Long today.

"Qin Long, if you have any shame, get out of the Tang family right now, understand?" Zhang Meilan’s expression was full of contempt. "Don’t ruin Xuewu’s chance to marry into a wealthy family and become Mrs. Wang!"

Tang Xuewu started to argue, but Qin Long held up a hand to stop her.

"Why would my leaving the Tang family be what’s best for Xuewu?" Qin Long asked, looking at Zhang Meilan calmly.

"You’re unbelievably stupid! How do you not understand something so simple? With a cripple like you around, how is Young Master Wang supposed to pursue Xuewu? Once Xuewu marries into a wealthy family, she’ll have endless riches and immense power! She won’t have to work so hard or put up with other people’s attitudes, much less wash clothes for a cripple like you. But if you insist on leeching off the Tang family, none of that can happen! She’ll still have to serve you, cook for you, and give you massages. Is that what you call repaying Xuewu?"

Zhang Meilan’s expression was ugly, her words dripping with sarcasm. However, there was a kernel of truth to them.

"Power and money... I can give her those things too," Qin Long said slowly, his tone cold and haughty. "They are trivial."

"This cripple must have lost his mind. You mortgaged the Tang Family Ancestral House and now you think you’re some big shot?" Zhang Meilan burst into laughter, her face full of disdain. "You have the audacity to compare yourself to Young Master Wang? Are you even worthy?"

"Qin Long withdrew ten million in cash!" Tang De spoke up in his defense.

"Heh, De, you’re so naive," Zhang Meilan scoffed. "Xuewu must have taken out company funds for him to put on a show, just to prevent the family from kicking him out. Do you really think I, Zhang Meilan, am a fool?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Long sighed helplessly. I have to admire Zhang Meilan’s imagination. It’s a shame she isn’t a novelist. It looks like Wang Ming, Tang Chuchu, and Tang Yuxiang have already colluded with Zhang Meilan. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be this determined to kick me out of the Tang family.

"Don’t waste my time with that," Zhang Meilan said, waving her hand impatiently. "If you can buy an ordinary house in Jiangzhong for Xuewu, I’ll believe you. Even a sixty-square-meter place would be enough!"

Hearing this, Tang Xuewu’s beautiful eyes suddenly lit up. "Mom, how did you know? Qin Long just bought a villa and a courtyard! You’re amazing!"

The sheer excitement in Tang Xuewu’s voice left Zhang Meilan stunned.

"What villa and courtyard?" Zhang Meilan looked dumbfounded and sighed in resignation. "Don’t tell me it’s a second-hand house?"

"No! It’s the Yulong King Villa and the Yulong Terrace Courtyard in Jiangzhong’s Jade Dragon District."