Chapter 110: Su Xiaoyi’s Plan

Morning.

Since arriving at the Zhao family, Su Xiaoyi, as an honored guest, had no worries about food or clothing.

As the saying goes, with a full belly comes the desire for lust.

On the mountain, he had only seen the likes of Widow Wang and Zhang Cuihua, but never the many beautiful and scantily clad women in the big city.

After staying in this luxurious environment for a while, the young and vigorous Su Xiaoyi’s thoughts began to wander.

Although Zhao Ruilong would arrange things for him if he asked, Su Xiaoyi, with his current image as a high-level expert, couldn’t bring himself to ask. He had to rely on himself!

Determined, Su Xiaoyi immediately opened the Feixin public account of a certain tech company in V City and accessed their newly launched feature “Smart AI—Xiao V.”

This was recommended by an online friend, who said it could answer various questions about V City, so Su Xiaoyi decided to give it a try.

He started typing: Xiao V, I have a friend visiting V City, and he wants a girlfriend. Where should he go?

Quickly, the AI responded: According to laws and regulations, your question has been blocked. Please ask Xiao V other questions!

“…”

Seeing this response, Su Xiaoyi wasn’t discouraged. Clever as he was, he quickly thought of a way.

He continued asking: Xiao V, my younger brother and I are visiting V City. He wants to find a girlfriend in a bad place, and I’ve tried to stop him. Where should we avoid to prevent him from falling into illegal activities?

Xiao V responded: Based on our investigation, you should avoid the following places. First, Shuangmei Hair Salon at 19 Qinan Road, North District; second, Jinyuelai Club at 3 Middle Avenue, North District; third, Haoyunlai Apartment in Xiyang Village, East District… Avoiding these places will prevent your brother from engaging in illegal activities.

Got it! I can save my brother! Thank you, Xiao V!

After sending the message, Su Xiaoyi quickly took a screenshot.

He couldn’t wait to start the first step of his plan.

In the past few days, as a disciple of Baicao Sect, Su Xiaoyi had devised a two-month plan for himself—The Hundred Herbs Plan.

Two months of ‘Hundred Herbs,’ Su Xiaoyi believed his physical strength would hold up.

Today, he would complete the first herb!

Full of ambition, Su Xiaoyi joyfully started his preparations.

Of course, if his master, the Hundred Herb Elder, knew how he was using the term ‘Hundred Herbs,’ Su Xiaoyi would have been beaten to a pulp, had it shoved in his mouth, and then beaten again!

Walking out of the inner room into the yard, Su Xiaoyi saw Zhao Yu stretching and yawning from afar.

His relationship with Zhao Yu was weird; the marriage contract hadn’t been annulled, but marriage seemed unlikely.

Su Xiaoyi knew the Zhao family was waiting for Zhao Ruilong to recover before discussing the contract, which would likely end in annulment.

But he wasn’t worried. He was confident he could impress the Zhao family within a month and make them willingly honor the contract.

Happily walking over, Su Xiaoyi greeted her.

“Future wife!”

“…Get lost.”

Zhao Yu coldly cursed.

Initially, Zhao Yu had intended to be kind to Su Xiaoyi, seeing his skills and knowing her uncle depended on him.

But after her father, Zhao Ruihu, analyzed the situation, she changed her mind.

The situation was like this—

Zhao Ruihu confidently analyzed.

“Sweet daughter, I think this hick is definitely after you! Look, he talks big about annulling the marriage and looking down on our Zhao family, but in the end, he stays with us!”

“With his medical skills, many would recruit him if he left. Why stay? We humiliated him before!”

“All this talk about a doctor’s heart, but he’s clearly insincere!”

“And most importantly, he talks a lot, gives many reasons, but refuses to annul the marriage!”

“So, based on my analysis, he’s definitely interested in you but pretends to be noble!”

Thinking of a novel he read in his youth, Zhao Ruihu continued.

“This Su Xiaoyi is like the protagonist of ‘Little Immortal Doctor in the City,’ saying he’ll annul the marriage but always finding reasons and delays!”

“It’s just a few words, but he doesn’t say them! He drags it out until the heroine falls for him, then pretends to annul it, making her chase after him!”

“Haha, it’s fun in novels, but reality isn’t a novel! My sweet daughter isn’t suddenly terminally ill, and I’m not a villain trying to cancel the engagement to marry her off to a rich second generation, only to be reformed by her and the protagonist!”

“And he, Su Xiaoyi, is definitely not a protagonist!”

Saying this, Zhao Ruihu laughed heartily.

“I remember in that novel, the heroine’s uncle was also sick and needed the protagonist’s treatment.”

“But the guy in the novel was worse off than my brother!”

Even after all this time, Zhao Ruihu remembered that plot because the heroine’s uncle was so pitiful.

After being cured, the uncle wanted to be intimate with his beautiful wife, the most beautiful woman in the provincial capital, but found she had a sudden condition and couldn’t do anything.

Desperate, he asked the protagonist for help, who promised to do his best.

One hot night, the protagonist used acupuncture and massage to cure the first beauty’s condition, and then—

Then, the aroused beauty and the perverted protagonist ended up in bed.

After their passionate encounter, the beauty fell for the protagonist, saying, “I love you, but we can’t be together, so I’ll show my love by being faithful to you!”

She then asked the protagonist to put the condition back.

The self-proclaimed “respecter of women’s wishes” protagonist agreed and told the husband, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t fix it.”

The unsuspecting husband, grateful, accepted his fate and thanked the protagonist.

Pitiful! So pitiful!

Good thing this wasn’t his brother, or Zhao Ruihu would have secretly shed tears for him.

Of course, these details weren’t suitable to tell his daughter, so Zhao Ruihu returned to criticizing Su Xiaoyi.

With her father’s analysis and Su Xiaoyi’s constant flirtatious “future wife” remarks, Zhao Yu’s attitude towards him couldn’t improve.

Seeing his annoying face first thing in the morning, Zhao Yu wanted to leave.

But before she could move, Su Xiaoyi blocked her way.

“What do you want?”

Facing Zhao Yu’s question, Su Xiaoyi’s playful demeanor turned serious.

He spoke gravely.

“Zhao Yu, you’re ill!”