My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 298: Have Your Dad Buy This Place!

"Five hundred million? It doesn't seem like that much." Yang Qi smiled at Zhao Yuman. "Miss Zhao, tell your dad to buy this place. I quite like it!"

"Alright!" Zhao Yuman smiled, took out her phone, and made a call. "Dad, Mr. Yang wants to buy Kang River Villa. Is that going to be difficult? Oh, it's not? That's great! Thanks, Dad!" After the call, she hung up.

Zhong Yan was stunned for a moment before he burst into raucous laughter. "Hahaha, you two are quite the comedians. Have you been watching too many movies? Thinking you can buy Kang River Villa with a single phone call?" He laughed so hard he bent over backward. "I'm telling you, Yuman, when did you become so unrealistic? Everyone knows your family's situation. You're just ordinary city folk. Buy Kang River Villa? Do you think your dad is Zhao Xiong or something?"

"My dad really is Zhao Xiong," Zhao Yuman stated.

"Hahaha, still bluffing! This guy must have been a bad influence on you. You used to be so honest." Zhong Yan's laughter grew even louder, and the surrounding staff joined in with their own jeers.

"A pair of lunatics!"

"Seriously. This villa is worth five hundred million, and they think they can just buy it on a whim?"

"She says her dad is Zhao Xiong? Please, I'm the City Lord's wife then! That's hilarious!"

Ignoring the mockery, Yang Qi and Zhao Yuman walked straight to the elevator and headed up to their adjacent rooms, which made it convenient to look out for one another.

"Yuman, don't forget to call me!" Zhong Yan was still shouting. "Whenever you get tired of that braggart, come find me. This whole villa belongs to my family. I call the shots!"

Zhao Yuman didn't even spare him a backward glance. As he watched them enter the elevator, Zhong Yan's expression turned grim. "Which two rooms did they book? Give me the keys!" he snapped. "You little slut, daring to ignore me. Watch me put you in your place right now!"

Ever since meeting Zhao Yuman in a hobby class, Zhong Yan had been obsessed with possessing her. Unfortunately, they had lost contact after she was injured in an accident. Now that he had finally found her again—on his own territory, no less—how could he possibly let this opportunity slip by?

Just after settling in, Yang Qi was about to go down for dinner when Zhao Yuman came running over excitedly. "Mr. Yang, it's all taken care of! My dad works fast. This villa is yours now!"

"Mine?" Yang Qi was startled. "I told you to buy it so your City Lord Mansion could use it for hosting guests. Why are you giving it to me?"

"I don't know. My dad just said it was a gift for you. He said someone died in the place you were staying, so the feng shui is bad. This place is so much better! With its lush mountains and clear streams, the scenery is beautiful—perfect for an eminent person like you!" Zhao Yuman explained.

"Tell your dad I appreciate the gesture, but I'll be returning the money in full." Although Yang Qi was short on cash, he didn't want to owe people favors over money. A monetary debt is easy to repay, but a debt of gratitude is not.

"Oh, whatever you say! Let's not talk about this. I'm hungry. Shall we go eat together?" Zhao Yuman said with a smile.

"Sure!"

Yang Qi had also been planning to go downstairs for a meal. The villa had its own restaurant, and the food was said to be on par with any high-end hotel.

When the two of them went downstairs, someone immediately notified Zhong Yan.

Zhong Yan sneered and went into the kitchen. After finding out what Yang Qi and Zhao Yuman had ordered, a sinister smile spread across his face. He evenly sprinkled a packet of powder into their food and drinks, ensuring his plan was foolproof.

He had bought the powder at a high price and had used it more than once. It was a tried-and-true method. He had ruined countless women with this drug, and crucially, its victims would forget everything that had happened afterward.

After drugging their meal, Zhong Yan hid nearby to watch. He saw with his own eyes as Yang Qi and Zhao Yuman ate the food and had their drinks. Only then did a villainous smile appear on his face. Eat up, eat up. Enjoy your meal. Tonight, you two are in for the most 'wonderful' treatment!

The drug would take effect in an hour. With this in mind, Zhong Yan made another call. "Send over that woman with gonorrhea. Yes, her! She has a client to entertain tonight!"

He didn't just want to possess Zhao Yuman; he wanted to make Yang Qi suffer. He wanted to ensure Yang Qi could never compete with him for women again.

After dinner, Zhao Yuman and Yang Qi returned to their rooms. The moment she reached her room, Zhao Yuman was out cold, not even having taken off her shoes. It seemed the drug had taken effect. However, the pathetic drug had no effect on Yang Qi whatsoever. As a Cultivator, he could easily neutralize a mere mortal concoction.

Figuring the time was about right, he went over to Zhao Yuman's room. He sat down, played on his phone, and waited for Zhong Yan to arrive.

In the office, Zhong Yan grinned at the woman before him. "Tonight, just take good care of the man in that room. I promise I'll get your illness treated, and I'll give you a large sum of money. Wait for half an hour after I leave, then you go over. Here's the key. Hold on to it!"

"Don't worry, Young Master Zhong, I'll definitely take good care of him. I'm a professional when it comes to this!" the woman replied with a smile.

"Good. I'm heading over now. Remember, wait half an hour before you go!" With that, Zhong Yan left.

He went to Zhao Yuman's room and, confident in his drug's efficacy, used the key to open the door. The moment he flicked on the lights, he saw Zhao Yuman lying on the bed. A wave of heat washed over him, and his mouth went dry.

"My little beauty, I'm here!"

He lunged forward impatiently. At that instant, however, he felt a sharp pain in a certain part of his body. His vision went black, and he passed out.

Chewing on a piece of gum, Yang Qi looked down at the man who had been knocked out by a single Silver Needle. A contemptuous sneer touched his lips. "Ever heard of 'reaping what you sow'? You're about to find out what that means."

He hoisted Zhong Yan up, carried him to the adjacent room, and turned off the light.

About twenty minutes later, a woman tiptoed up to Yang Qi's room. She unlocked the door, but not daring to turn on the light, she got directly into the bed.

"Don't blame me. Young Master Zhong told me to take good care of you. Let's get started!"

It was, indeed, a wild night. The woman was an expert in this field and knew exactly how to please a man. She failed to notice, however, the camera installed in the room that recorded everything.

Several of the villa's staff members heard the commotion upstairs. They knew what was happening, but they didn't intervene.

"Heh, looks like Young Master Zhong succeeded again!"

"Of course! He never fails when he does this sort of thing."

"That girl was really beautiful, though. It's kind of a pity."

"What pity? It's her honor to sleep with a successful man like Young Master Zhong!"

These employees had been thoroughly broken in by Zhong Yan. When things like this happened, they neither called the police nor offered help, appearing to be completely accustomed to it. Had any of them intervened, Zhong Yan might not have met such a miserable fate.