Urban Invincible Medical Divine

Actually, celebrating his 60th birthday today was absurd to Fan Xiaoyu, who was not even 30, unbelievably old!

Yet, when he said this, he didn't feel the slightest bit apologetic.

Fan Xiaoyu, however, could hardly get the words out, her face a picture of misery. She grabbed Liu Wentian's hand and said, "Mr. Du, I understand what you mean, but I really don't have that good fortune. I am already Liu Wentian's."

To declare oneself as a man's woman in front of so many people was virtually an admission of having been intimate with him; it required a great deal of courage. At this moment, Fan Xiaoyu mustered her bravery and spoke up.

She hoped to resolve the matter on her own and not let Mr. Du trouble Liu Wentian.

Her words caused Mu Jingling, her aunt, and others around them to be somewhat astonished, for no one expected Fan Xiaoyu to speak so boldly, which was not at all in line with her character.

Mr. Du frowned slightly, then his expression softened as he said gently, "Xiaoyu, it's okay, I don't mind your past. As long as you are dedicated to me from now on. Do you understand? You resemble my late wife a bit, and I really like you."

Fan Xiaoyu was indeed much prettier than his deceased wife, but the dignified elegance between her brows was quite similar, which was why Mr. Du wanted to marry her.

He missed his wife, who had stood by him through thick and thin but passed away early. Fan Xiaoyu was a kind of replacement for her, and her attractive appearance and figure added to his fervor.

An old warhorse may be eager to show its mettle once more. Although he was old, his spirit was still willing.

Before Fan Xiaoyu could respond, Liu Wentian squeezed her hand and then, with a cold laugh, said, "Idiotic thing, whether you mind or not, how is it any of our damn business?? If you miss your wife so much, why don't you just go bang your head against the wall and find her in the afterlife??"

This old fellow was showing off shamelessly, completely treating him as if he doesn't exist. Liu Wentian, as a powerful King Martial figure, watched as this man dared to make a play for his woman right in front of him, how could he not be enraged!!

Mr. Du's face turned grim immediately. Although Liu Wentian was formidable, he had ways to deal with him and didn't take him seriously at all!!

Before he could speak, Mu Jingling, Fan Xiaoyu's aunt, and others couldn't hold back any longer, reacting as if they were loyal hounds defending their master.

"What kind of quality is that? Your words are so rude, they make one feel nauseous!!"

"Exactly, Mr. Du is a man of deep affection, pining for his late wife, and you dare to insult him, you're really no good!!"

"What right do you have to speak to Mr. Du like that?? Hmph!! You're not even worthy of carrying his shoes!!"

"That's right, what a joke! Mr. Du could crush you with just a flick of his finger!!"

"..."

A crowd swelled with righteous indignation, as if Liu Wentian were their mortal enemy, wishing they could tear him into pieces.

Mr. Du's face wore a faint smile as if everything was under his control.

"Do you believe that with just one phone call, I could destroy your reputation and strip you of everything??" Liu Wentian's face turned utterly somber as he looked at Mr. Du indifferently and said.

Mr. Du's presence had drawn many ears in the venue to eavesdrop on the conversation.

Therefore, when Liu Wentian's words were spoken, almost the entire hall fell silent instantly. The next moment, laughter swept through like a tsunami, with men roaring with laughter and the elegantly poised women covering their mouths, unable to hold back their mirth.

Everyone looked at Liu Wentian as if he were a complete fool, ignorant of the ways of the world.

"Pfft!! Hahaha!! Xiaoyu, where on earth did you find such a clown?? Does he even realize what he's saying??" Mu Jingling, covering her mouth, giggled delicately, her face flushing with laughter.

"Clueless about life and death, thinking a bit of money makes him so great!!" Xiaoyu's aunt scoffed mockingly.

"Hehe, in my opinion, he must have forgotten to take his medication before leaving the house," Xie Wen couldn't resist jeering.

"Xiaoyu, look at him, such an unreliable guy. How can he compare to the steady Mr. Du? Don't be like your sister and get fooled by such trash men!!" Fan Xiaoyu's second aunt said earnestly.

To them, Liu Wentian's words were nothing but the nonsensical raving of a lunatic, utterly laughable.

Fan Xiaoyu looked at Liu Wentian puzzledly, not understanding why he would say something so brazen.

Mr. Du had deep roots in Songchang City, owning a real estate empire with countless connections. How could it possibly be that just one phone call could make him lose everything!!

Liu Wentian said nothing, simply took out his phone slowly, dialed a number, spoke a few short sentences, then hung up!!

At this, everyone was stunned again. Some who had withheld their laughter now burst out laughing uncontrollably.

"Keep pretending!! Just keep it up!!" Xiaoyu's aunt laughed coldly.

Mr. Du shook his head slightly, smiling knowingly, "Young man, you're quite amusing, but perhaps you're taking the act a bit too far?? I thought you might have some skill, but it seems that aside from your physical prowess, you're severely lacking in wisdom!!"

He thought to himself with disdain that, after all this fuss, Liu Wentian was just an all-brawn-no-brain fool.

Just then, a middle-aged man who bore some resemblance to Mr. Du approached with two others and called out to Mr. Du, saying,

"Dad, don't bother with that clown. Minister Zeng and Minister Yu have arrived!!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Du beamed and went to greet them, ignoring Liu Wentian.