CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 46 NINGJING DAOIST TEMPLE

Most of the time, when a woman gets angry at a man, it’s usually during a romance.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yang felt a strong surge of jealousy in his heart.

All along, Wei Xueqing had always been independent and definitely single.

Moreover, among the employees left in the company group, he was one of the most outstanding.

He wouldn’t dare say he’s the best, but for his age, in terms of looks and temperament, he’s definitely number one!

So, all along, he had regarded Wei Xueqing as something already in his pocket, just waiting for the right time to reel it in.

Where did this person come from now to ruin his plans?

Now that Wei Xueqing had just handed him a big case, it showed that she had started to take him seriously, and the opportunity was beckoning to him.

At this moment, for someone like Cheng Yaojin to appear out of nowhere is something he absolutely couldn’t allow.

"President Wei, you’re back." Cheng Yang said with a fake smile on his face.

It was only then that Wei Xueqing noticed her own loss of composure and quickly resumed her usual demeanor, nodding slightly, "Mm."

Cheng Yang was not driven away by Wei Xueqing’s aloofness but instead fixed his gaze on Yang Chen.

A hint of jealousy flickered in his eyes. Yang Chen’s nearly six-foot-three stature dwarfed Cheng Yang’s height of five-foot-six to an indeterminable degree. Although Yang was slightly tanned, his features were chiseled, exuding a masculine charm. Coupled with his CK casual suit, he had both a business vibe and striking handsomeness.

The more it was like this, the more Cheng Yang saw Yang Chen as a thorn in his side.

"This must be the famous bodyguard everyone’s talking about these days, right? Hello, I’m the manager of the PR department, Cheng Yang." Cheng Yang extended his hand to Yang Chen with a smile, showing goodwill and poise.

Yang Chen also smiled and extended his hand to shake Cheng Yang’s, saying, "Yang Chen!"

"I know your name. Your name is well-known around our Qiming Mansion." Cheng Yang said with a somewhat deep meaning.

"Is that so?" Yang Chen stared at Cheng Yang, with a glint in his eagle-like eyes, as if he could see through Cheng Yang at a glance.

Cheng Yang felt uneasy under Yang Chen’s gaze, feeling like all his past indiscretions were laid bare in front of Yang Chen.

Wei Xueqing furrowed her well-shaped brows and walked coldly past the two, leaving a fragrant breeze that made Cheng Yang show a moment of intoxicated expression.

Yang Chen glanced at Cheng Yang, secretly remembering him, then followed Wei Xueqing into the company.

Cheng Yang watched the two of them walk together in perfect harmony, gnashing his teeth with hatred.

"Dammit, who exactly is this guy?"

After thinking for a bit, Cheng Yang went to the front desk and asked Nie Xiaoying in a low voice, "Xiaoying, who was that guy who just went in with the president?"

Nie Xiaoying glanced at Yang Chen and immediately smiled, "You mean Yang Chen!"

She had a good impression of Yang Chen. The first time they met, she made things difficult for him, but Yang Chen did not hold it against her and instead treated her kindly, making her feel very comfortable. Besides, a handsome guy is inherently friendly to females who care a lot about appearances.

"He’s the president’s newly recruited assistant, quite impressive." Nie Xiaoying unconsciously praised him.

Cheng Yang frowned, continuing to ask, "Just a bodyguard? Or is he also responsible for business?"

Nie Xiaoying shook her head, "I’m not sure about that either. Since he’s an assistant, he should be handling the business side too, but I’m not entirely sure either, Manager Cheng."

"Oh, oh! Alright then, carry on." Cheng Yang nodded and turned to leave the company.

Nie Xiaoying watched Cheng Yang’s back and muttered to herself, "Why is Manager Cheng so curious about Yang Chen?"

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Back in the office, Wei Xueqing’s face was so cold it seemed frosty, freezing anyone standing next to her into an icebox.

Zhou Lan looked at Yang Chen in surprise, not knowing how Yang Chen had once again angered Wei Xueqing to this extent.

Yang Chen said to Zhou Lan, "Bring me President Wei’s itinerary."

"Alright, do you have an email, Assistant Yang?" Zhou Lan looked at Yang Chen.

"Uh!" Yang Chen did have an email, but they were used on the dark web and couldn’t be made public, so he could only shake his head and say, "No, just print it out. I prefer reading paper documents."

"Okay, I’ll bring it to you shortly." Zhou Lan nodded.

Yang Chen walked into the office, glanced at Wei Xueqing, and seeing her icy demeanor didn’t say more, proceeding straight to his seat.

He sat down, opened a foreign website, and began browsing some information on leukemia.

To solve Chen Siyan’s problem, it was necessary first to understand the pathology of leukemia.

Honestly, the Northern Federation was indeed advanced in leukemia research, with some advanced theories giving Yang Chen a sense of sudden enlightenment.

However, these theories were too straightforward, akin to the ancient medical practice of treating a headache by curing the head and treating a foot disease by curing the foot.

Yang Chen believed that for such an immune-related disease, treatment should not start from just one aspect but should be comprehensive.

At three in the afternoon, Wei Xueqing suddenly walked out.

Yang Chen glanced at the itinerary Zhou Lan had given him; there were no client meetings in the afternoon.

He quickly got up and followed her out.

In the underground parking lot, Wei Xueqing sat in the passenger seat and said to Yang Chen, "Go to Qining Mountain."

Qining Mountain?

Yang Chen raised an eyebrow. He knew Qining Mountain. As a kid, he had taken Chen Siyan there. There’s a Ningjing Daoist Temple on Qining Mountain, said to be established by a Ning Jing Daoist who later ascended on a giant stone, leaving behind this very efficacious temple.

Legend has it that there’s even a lotus imprint on the giant Daoist Stone.

Since returning, Yang Chen had wanted to see it, and today, he finally had the chance.

He knew the direction to Qining Mountain, didn’t need a GPS, and drove straight over.

Upon reaching the mountain’s foot, Wei Xueqing got out of the car and started hiking up!

Yang Chen parked the car, and after getting out, he saw Wei Xueqing already quite far ahead.

He hurried to catch up and noticed her high heels, frowning.

"Go back and change your shoes; hiking in high heels is too dangerous." Yang Chen advised.

Wei Xueqing snorted coldly, ignoring Yang Chen’s concerns.

Qining Mountain is high, and even an average person struggles to climb it; let alone Wei Xueqing in high heels. Halfway up, she couldn’t hold on and felt like her feet were breaking.

At this moment, Yang Chen came before her, reaching out his hand.

Wei Xueqing glanced at him, snorted coldly, bit her rosy lips, and continued climbing.

Upon reaching the temple, she felt her feet had blisters and every step was excruciatingly painful.

Yang Chen looked at the dilapidated temple, which had grown older with time, feeling a surge of emotion.

It’s been ten years since the last visit!

The temple wasn’t at the mountaintop, and further up were steps; atop the mountain lay the Daoist Stone, where Ning Jing Daoist was said to have ascended.

Wei Xueqing entered the temple and went to a side hall.

The side hall was filled with numerous clay statues, lined up in various postures, looking kind-hearted, seemingly modeled after certain people. Before each statue was an incense burner and a prayer mat, appearing to be venerated.