“Alright.
Then you can come with me tomorrow morning.” Xu Muya offered a gentle smile.
Though she didn’t hold out much hope, she couldn’t bring herself to refuse Chen Jiang’s kind offer.
Chen Jiang nodded.
“Jiang, you get some rest.
I’m going to take a shower and head to bed.”
After speaking, Xu Muya left Chen Jiang’s room with a gentle sway of her hips.
The moment she turned, her charming, gentle face flushed an even deeper shade of red.
It was just that her gait was a little unnatural.
She had been desperately holding back the entire time, but her body was proving difficult to control.
The lingering fragrance of Xu Muya’s perfume hung in the air.
Chen Jiang took a deep breath, feeling a sense of ease.
Soon, he heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.
Having trained for many years, his hearing was exceptionally sharp.
A sound like this could never escape his ears.
An image of the scene in the bathroom involuntarily appeared in his mind.
It was as if Xu Muya’s snow-white skin and voluptuous, mature figure were on display right before his eyes…
Chen Jiang shook his head.
‘How can I be so depraved?’
‘Mrs.
Xu is my elder!’
But then, suddenly, he heard faint murmurs from Xu Muya in the adjoining room.
“Jiang, Jiang, Jiang…”
Each name was more breathless than the last.
Chen Jiang felt the entire world fall silent.
‘Was Mrs.
Xu just calling my name?’
Seconds later, the bathroom fell completely silent, leaving only the sound of Xu Muya’s ragged breathing.
A few minutes passed before Chen Jiang heard the rustle of clothing and the sound of the door opening.
His mind, however, remained in turmoil for a long time.
Meanwhile, after returning to her room, Xu Muya lay on her bed, her pretty face burning hot.
She had actually called out Chen Jiang’s name against her will…
‘How mortifying.’
‘But I was so quiet…
surely Chen Jiang didn’t hear me, right?’
Soon, exhausted, she drifted off to sleep.
「Early the next morning.」
Chen Jiang was up early, heading straight to a nearby pharmacy to buy some medicinal herbs.
Then, he began to prepare an ointment.
The ointment he was concocting was called Jade Beauty Cream.
It was an incredibly powerful, almost miraculous, formula.
Healing injuries, removing scars, and enhancing beauty were merely its most basic effects.
He was confident that truly wealthy socialites would be more than willing to pay a fortune for his Jade Beauty Cream.
“Jiang, what are you doing?”
Jiang Yuning, her eyes still heavy with sleep, appeared behind him in a cartoon pajama set, her face full of curiosity.
“I’m making an ointment.
It’s for skin care and beauty,” Chen Jiang explained.
“It’ll be perfect to take to Mrs.
Xu’s salon for the customers to try.”
“For skin care and beauty?” Jiang Yuning giggled.
“Then I want to try it too.”
She leaned her head closer.
As Chen Jiang turned his head, his eyes fell upon the expanse of pale skin that trembled with Jiang Yuning’s movements.
He gulped.
‘This girl…
she really has no sense of personal space.’
Jiang Yuning, seemingly oblivious, leaned in even closer, her soft chest pressing against Chen Jiang’s arm.
He took a deep breath.
“Get out for now.
Don’t distract me.”
“Hmph!
Why are you being so mean?” Jiang Yuning stormed out of the kitchen in a huff.
Once he finished, Chen Jiang portioned all of the Jade Beauty Cream into glass jars.
There were ten jars in total.
‘Fifty thousand per jar.
If I sell them all, that’s exactly five hundred thousand.’
Later, Jiang Yutong and Xu Muya also got up.
Once everyone was ready, they sat down for breakfast.
At the breakfast table, neither Jiang Yutong nor Xu Muya dared to look at Chen Jiang.
Only Jiang Yuning chattered away, making idle, enthusiastic conversation with him.
She even declared she was going to try the Jade Beauty Cream to see if it was really as miraculous as Chen Jiang claimed.
Jiang Yutong said sharply, “If this cream were as miraculous as he claims, he’d be the richest man in the world by now.
Only a silly girl like you would believe him.”
Chen Jiang smiled faintly.
“And what if it is as miraculous as I say?”
Jiang Yutong’s expression was cold and tinged with defiance.
“If it really works, then earning five hundred thousand in three days should be no problem.
The thing is, I don’t believe it’s that miraculous.”
“Mm, if I’m lucky, I won’t need three days.
I could make five hundred thousand in a single day.” Chen Jiang gave her a meaningful look.
“You’re going to have to eat your words.”
Jiang Yutong’s face flushed.
‘If this guy really makes five hundred thousand, it won’t just be me eating my words.
I’ll have to fulfill my promise…’
‘But the chances of that are zero.’
With that thought, she responded with a defiant air of her own, “Well then, I wish you success.
If you really manage to earn five hundred thousand, I, Jiang Yutong, will keep my word.”
“Alright, Yutong, that’s enough.
Chen Jiang means well, and maybe it really does work,” Xu Muya said with a gentle smile.
“There’s no harm in trying.”
She didn’t hold out much hope either.
‘Perhaps, after giving it a try, Chen Jiang will let go of this unrealistic fantasy.’
After breakfast, Chen Jiang accompanied Xu Muya to her beauty and wellness salon, Shangyi Hall.
No customers had arrived yet.
There was only a young girl at the front desk and an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor on duty.
Xu Muya introduced them.
The young girl at the front desk was named Chen Lin; she was mainly responsible for preparing herbal remedies and handling payments.
The old doctor was named Zhang Baifu.
Xu Muya called him Elder Zhang.
His medical skills weren’t exactly top-tier, but he was perfectly capable of treating minor ailments.
Between the salaries for those two, rent, and other expenses, the salon barely made any money.
Some months, it even operated at a loss.
Compounded by the terrifyingly high interest from the loan sharks, it was no wonder Xu Muya was so stressed.
Chen Jiang took out the Jade Beauty Cream he had prepared and placed the jars on the counter.
A look of surprise crossed Chen Lin’s young face.
“Boss, what are these?”
“It’s an ointment Jiang made, for beauty treatments,” Xu Muya explained.
“Him?” Elder Zhang shot Chen Jiang a sidelong glance and scoffed, “What kind of decent ointment could a wet-behind-the-ears kid possibly make?
Just be sure you don’t cause some kind of problem for someone.
That would be a disaster!”
“Even I, after practicing medicine for decades, wouldn’t dare to be reckless with formulas—especially for something applied to the face!
The clients who can afford treatments here are not people without means.
If something goes wrong, can this boy even afford to take responsibility?”
Chen Jiang said, “Elder Zhang, I’ve already tested this ointment.
It’s safe.”
Just as Xu Muya was about to speak, a luxury car pulled up outside.
Two young women emerged from the car.
One wore a form-fitting purple skirt that accentuated her voluptuous figure.
Full of charm, her every movement was alluring, her chest trembling with each step she took.
The other woman was even more striking.
She exuded the aura of a powerful career woman—tall and curvaceous, with flawless, jade-like skin.
Her beauty was enough to topple nations.
Her fair skin was so delicate it seemed it would break from a mere touch, utterly without blemish.
In terms of looks, she was on par with Xu Muya and her two daughters.
However, when her unique aura was factored in, she was a cut above them all.
An absolute goddess!
The woman in the purple skirt smiled.
“Qingyue, this is the salon I told you about.
The owner is very skilled.
You’ve been having headaches lately, so a massage is my treat.”
“It’s so…
plain,” Ling Qingyue said with a frown.
“Never mind, let’s find another place.”
Just then, Chen Jiang spoke up, his gaze fixed on her.
“Miss, you have a rather serious health problem.
If you don’t address it soon, I’m afraid it could become life-threatening.”
“Hm?” Ling Qingyue frowned, displeased.
“What nonsense.
I’ve just been under a lot of stress from work, which has given me a few headaches.
I came for a relaxing massage.
How does that make me a dying woman in your eyes?”
Chen Jiang studied her face for a moment.
“Have you recently been experiencing frequent chest tightness and pain?
Are you extremely drowsy, yet unable to sleep?
And do you often suffer from headaches and difficulty breathing in the middle of the night?”
Ling Qingyue was stunned.
‘How does he know all that in such detail?’
The woman in the purple skirt giggled.
“Handsome, those symptoms are all pretty common.
That doesn’t sound like a serious illness, does it?”
Elder Zhang also chimed in, rebuking Chen Jiang coldly, “Utter nonsense!
Those are minor symptoms.
A simple herbal soup to calm the nerves and clear the heart would improve them greatly.
Stop being such an alarmist.”
Chen Jiang’s tone was calm.
“If that’s all you can see, then your decades of medical practice were a complete waste.”
With that, he turned back to Ling Qingyue.
“Touch your breast right now.
Feel if there’s a hard lump or nodule underneath.
If I’m not mistaken, you should have a malignant tumor under your left breast.”