Liu Haoyang heard this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Madam Wang, my thod is simple. Just take advantage of a mont when no one is paying attention, secretly send soone to demolish that old man’s house. It’s best if it causes so casualties. Then we call in a few journalists to cover the story, make it known nationwide. At that ti, even if Liu Ying has a hundred mouths, she won’t be able to explain herself."
"Foolish!"
Nangong Lifen said coldly, "Do you think with Liu Ying’s intelligence, she wouldn’t be wary of you doing sothing like this? Besides, even if you succeed, do you think with Ye Xuan’s influence he wouldn’t be able to find out you did it?"
"If you fail, not only will these actions fail to fra Liu Ying, but they will also completely remove you from the position of the Liu Family Head. Do you really not understand such simple reasoning?"
Hearing this, Liu Haoyang, who had been smug about his plan, imdiately broke out in a cold sweat.
To be honest, he hadn’t realized there were so many loopholes in his plan, which might even ruin his path to becoming the Liu Family Head.
At this mont, Liu Haoyang felt deeply afraid.
Fortunately, Nangong Lifen ca in ti to et with him. Otherwise, he might have already taken action.
He quickly said, "Thank you, Madam Wang, for pointing out my mistake. I almost made a grave error."
However, he still asked, "Madam Wang, if underhanded ans won’t work, then what should we do?"
Nangong Lifen sneered and said, "Since Liu Ying wants Ye Xuan to help that old man save his foolish son, we can do the sa. If we can cure that old man’s foolish son first, not only can we strike a blow against Liu Ying, but you can also publicly seize the Hai City real estate project. Isn’t that good?"
Nangong Lifen’s suggestion made Liu Haoyang’s eyes light up.
He had to admit, it was indeed a good idea.
If he could really seize the Hai City real estate project and complete it successfully, then his chances of becoming the Liu Family Head would not be a hundred percent, but at least ninety percent.
As for that little bitch Liu Ying, she could go to hell.
However, Liu Haoyang’s brow quickly furrowed again.
He suddenly rembered sothing.
That old man’s son is a vegetative state, a widely recognized difficult condition. Even the most famous neurosurgeons in the world might not dare to guarantee they could wake a person from a vegetative state.
Nangong Lifen’s plan was good, but the most critical elent was finding a doctor to treat the vegetative patient. Without this doctor, everything else would be in vain.
When Liu Haoyang voiced his concern, Nangong Lifen elegantly straightened her posture, showing off her exquisite figure to its full extent.
Seeing this, Liu Haoyang’s throat involuntarily moved up and down a few tis.
It was as if Nangong Lifen didn’t see Liu Haoyang’s reaction at all. She said lightly, "Wen Qixiang, what do you think?"
"What?"
Liu Haoyang hadn’t snapped out of Nangong Lifen’s temptation. Her sudden question left him a bit stunned.
A hint of disdain flashed deep in Nangong Lifen’s eyes. If it weren’t for the lack of other opponents for Liu Ying, with Nangong Lifen’s standards, how could she have chosen soone like Liu Haoyang?
"I said, let Wen Qixiang treat the vegetative patient. What do you think?"
Nangong Lifen repeated impatiently.
Liu Haoyang seed oblivious to Nangong Lifen’s impatience; he was already stunned by the na she ntioned.
With disbelief, he looked at Nangong Lifen and said, "Madam Wang, are you talking about the ancient dicine master Wen Qixiang?"
At this mont, perhaps even she hadn’t noticed that his voice was already sowhat trembling.
There was no help for it; Wen Qixiang’s fa in the world was simply too great.
The number of dignitaries he had treated was untold. Because of this, he was highly praised by nurous celebrities. Knowing a skilled doctor was very necessary, after all. The wealthier and more powerful people beca, the more they feared death. Thus, they greatly admired doctors with superb dical skills, as, at many critical monts, a top-notch doctor could an a lifeline.
And Wen Qixiang was just such a person.
Currently, Wen Qixiang was already over seventy and resided in Shangjing, looking after the health of high-ranking officials.
Although he had kept a low profile in recent years, rarely appearing in public, his fa had grown even louder.
Many of those he treated even hailed him as the master of ancient dicine, the number one in ancient dicine.
Initially, upon hearing Wen Qixiang’s na, Liu Haoyang doubted it.
Was soone of Wen Qixiang’s status in ancient dicine soone ordinary could invite?
Moreover, as Wen Qixiang aged, he hardly left Shangjing, and soone of Wen Qixiang’s national treasure status wouldn’t be allowed to travel freely, considering the potential risk of danger.
Liu Haoyang understood clearly that inviting Wen Qixiang was not just difficult but extrely so.
But then he reconsidered. Who was Madam Wang? She was the mistress of the Wang Family. With the Wang Family as a backing, regardless of how difficult sothing was, Madam Wang could surely accomplish it.
Thinking of this, Liu Haoyang beca excited.
He eagerly said, "As long as Madam Wang can easily invite Mr. Wen Qixiang, wouldn’t that old man obediently let Mr. Wen treat his son? By then, our odds will far exceed those of that bitch Liu Ying."
Nangong Lifen couldn’t be bothered watching Liu Haoyang gloat. She said flatly, "It’s settled then. You can go back now and gather information about the Hai City real estate project. We’ll head to Hai City in three days."
Her tone was unconcerned, as if talking to a servant.
But Liu Haoyang didn’t mind at all.
In his view, Nangong Lifen’s manner of speaking to him was quite normal given her status.
If he were Nangong Lifen, he might even be ruder.
There was no way around it; the gap between the Wang Family and the Liu Family was just too great.
Moreover, his becoming the Liu Family Head depended on Nangong Lifen, so he wouldn’t care about any grievances.
Soon, Liu Haoyang left with a smiling face.
After he departed, Nangong Lifen said calmly, "Co out."
At her words, a young lady erged from the room. She was Nangong Lifen’s daughter, Wang Xiaoyan.
Nangong Lifen glanced at her daughter and, smiling, said, "What do you think of this Liu Haoyang?"
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