914: 0914 Casanova!
(Fourth Update) 914: 0914 Casanova!
(Fourth Update) Michael, along with several esteed Western dical professors, departed China.
They had intended to overshadow Traditional Chinese dicine (TCM), only to be overshadowed themselves by Ye Qiu’s extraordinary dical skills.
In truth, Ye Qiu’s thods of healing and saving lives had already surpassed the realm of TCM.
Most veteran TCM doctors could not co close to his level.
However, to the dical community worldwide, Ye Qiu’s skills could only be classified under TCM.
After all, most people knew little about it, making TCM seem all the more mysterious.
The director was overjoyed.
After today’s global broadcast, he believed that interest in studying TCM would skyrocket in the future.
Nurous dia outlets sward Ye Qiu, snapping photos incessantly in their eagerness to gather more news and prepare full-page reports on him.
At Ye Qiu’s suggestion, the director stepped forward and spoke to the dia on Ye Qiu’s behalf.
Fang Sijie arrived with Yinyin, walking towards Ye Qiu just as he was about to say sothing.
Suddenly, Caroline appeared and quickly hooked her arm around Ye Qiu’s.
Seeing this, Lin Qiao’er wasted no ti and grabbed Ye Qiu’s other arm.
The two won were so synchronized that Ye Qiu found himself caught in a dilemma—pulling away didn’t seem right, but staying there was equally awkward.
In no ti, the three won stood clustered beside Ye Qiu, while photographers eagerly captured one photo after another.
Ye Qiu didn’t want his image plastered all over tomorrow’s headlines alongside the three won.
He felt it was better to make an escape.
So, Ye Qiu quickly led the trio out of the venue.
Just as they reached the doorway, Mu Wanqing ca running over.
Having three won by his side was already overwhelming for Ye Qiu, but now Mu Wanqing had joined the mix.
Spotting this, sharp-eyed reporters imdiately redirected their attention from the director.
A story about Ye Qiu and the won was far more headline-worthy.
“Let’s get going quickly, or all of us will end up on the front page tomorrow,” Ye Qiu urged the won.
The group of ladies, surprisingly cooperative for once, squeezed into a single car together, leaving the reporters chasing after them in vain.
As Ye Qiu drove swiftly away through the city, the reporters left behind could only sigh in frustration, feeling they had missed out on a pri opportunity for more sensational news.
Nonetheless, one reporter managed to snap a photo of Ye Qiu standing with the won.
Though the faces of most of the won were blurred, Mu Wanqing’s face was perfectly visible.
“Big news!” the reporter thought with glee.
With just this photo, tomorrow’s entertainnt headlines would surely have their centerpiece.
By the ti Wang Shao and Du Shao arrived at the scene, they were noticeably late—Mu Wanqing had already vanished.
Hearing others discussing how Ye Qiu had left with Mu Wanqing and three other stunning won, Wang Shao and Du Shao were visibly displeased.
“This Ye Qiu is truly impressive—not only are his dical skills unparalleled, but his charm with won is unmatched.
So many beauties flock to him, including our national goddess Mu Wanqing, who personally showed up to support him.”
“Tsk tsk…
Did you notice earlier?
One of the won was a foreign beauty—tall, long-legged, and incredibly sexy.”
“I think I even saw a woman in a police uniform get into the car with them.”
“Unbelievable.
Ye Qiu isn’t just winning over our national goddess, Mu Wanqing, but also has a foreign girlfriend and a policewoman in his circle.
If life can be like this, what more could one ask for?”
Wang Shao and Du Shao’s faces darkened even further, as though water might drip from them.
The two n, clearly harboring resentnt, decided to join forces to teach this playboy Ye Qiu a lesson.
Having just one girlfriend wasn’t enough—he even dared to pursue their goddess, one of the won they admired most.
n consud by jealousy can sotis be scarier than won—especially powerful n.
When Ye Qiu brought the won back to Villa No.
8, the ladies exchanged glances with one another.
It was clear that each of them had feelings for Ye Qiu, but the current situation, where all of them gathered together like this, was unprecedented—even enough to form a mahjong table.
Lin Qiao’er required little introduction.
Speaking of figures, aside from Caroline, she wouldn’t concede to anyone.
When it ca to beauty, her appearance was no less stunning—a school belle type.
Caroline, on the other hand, was the quintessential foreign beauty.
Extrely tall, towering above the other won, she had a model-perfect figure with a busty chest, curvy hips, and a slender waist.
Her golden hair and blue eyes exuded an undeniable exotic charm.
As for Fang Sijie, although she didn’t boast Lin Qiao’er’s or Caroline’s striking figure, her allure lay in her distinctive aura.
Elegance and maturity radiated from her, offering a long-lasting appeal.
Then there was Mu Wanqing, admired nationwide as a goddess.
Her excellence in every aspect earned her countless admirers.
With four unique beauties seated together, Ye Qiu only felt an overwhelming headache.
It was hard to even appreciate the mont.
After all, people often associate three won with making a scene.
Now, there were four, and Ye Qiu felt as if the whole world had gone dark.
Unexpectedly, though, the four won remained harmonious.
Instead of clashing, they engaged in friendly conversation, leaving Ye Qiu utterly confused.
“What is going on?!”
In truth, the won’s peaceful interaction stemd from one key factor—Ye Qiu himself.
All four were clever enough to understand one another’s presence here and what it implied.
Imdiately resorting to petty squabbles would be beneath them, so they opted for outward harmony instead.
Fortunately, the villa was spacious enough.
Ye Qiu allocated the rooms and quickly escaped to his own, opting not to interact with any of the won.
Of course, he had his reasons.
As he sat on the sofa, Lin Qiao’er occasionally ca by to tempt him.
Caroline would strut around boldly dressed, flaunting herself.
Fang Sijie, not one to be outdone, employed her gentler approach—sitting beside Ye Qiu and “accidentally” brushing against him.
Only Mu Wanqing remained reserved, providing Ye Qiu with a slight reprieve from the pressure.
Even so, Ye Qiu thought it best to retreat to his room.
Otherwise, if the teasing continued, he’d end up in an undoubtedly awkward predicant.
Watching Ye Qiu flee in disarray, the won burst into hearty laughter.
The next day, as expected, Ye Qiu made the headlines.
Alongside him were the four won.
As for the titles, they were sensational:
“The Story of Master Ye and His Four Romantic Entanglents.”
“National Goddess Suspected to Be Sharing a Husband.”
“Role Model for Life: Master of dicine and Flirting, Ye Qiu!”
Such headlines were countless.
The recognition of TCM didn’t receive much coverage, while Ye Qiu’s relationships with the four won beca the focus of widespread embellishnt.
Many were curious to know what Ye Qiu’s charm was that drew these stunning won to him.
For a ti, Ye Qiu beca more renowned as a “Love Guru” than as a “Master of TCM.”
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