Chapter 91

After pushing Chu Lan away, Lan Yu crawled urgently toward Chu Yan.

“Yan Yan, help me——” She rationally called out for help while moving.

Chu Yan’s expression changed, and she immediately stepped back.

At that moment, Chu Xin viewed Lan Yu’s condition through video.

“What’s going on? What’s happened to your face and body?!” Chu Xin asked, frowning. “And why are you wearing those clothes?”

Chu Yan quickly exited the room, closed the door, and distanced herself before responding to Chu Xin.

“Chu Lan… huh… seems to have contracted a contagious heart disease… and Dad… Dad seems to be infected too.”

“The Lan family… they just sent a doctor over and said—said Chu Lan can’t be saved. Dad probably can’t be saved either.”

“The doctor also mentioned notifying the medical center to seal off the scene to prevent the virus from spreading. Dad will be picked up by the medical center soon.”

A chill ran up Chu Xinzhi’s spine.

A dirty disease? Is it still contagious?

Damn Lan Yu, she really betrayed her!

How long ago was this?

She hadn’t touched Lan Yu in decades, so she shouldn’t be infected, right?

With this thought, unease crept over Chu Xin, and her skin began to itch.

“You—stay there first, and then head to the medical center to confirm your father’s condition.”

“Also, let the medical center give you a thorough checkup. After that, stay there for a few days before going home,” Chu Xin instructed.

“Okay.” Chu Yan replied, though worry gnawed at her.

She hadn’t worn protective clothing at first but was sure Chu Lan hadn’t touched her.

So, she should be fine. It will be fine.

After Chu Xin ended the call, she quickly contacted the family doctor for a checkup.

If that treacherous Lan Yu really transmitted the disease to her, she would ensure her punishment.

Two minutes later, Chu Xin confirmed she was not infected.

With a sense of relief, she activated her optical computer to settle the score with the Lan family.

When she dialed, the Lan family answered promptly.

“Xiao Chu, need something from me?” The patriarch of the Lan family smiled at Chu Xin.

“I want to ask your family for an explanation,” Chu Xin replied directly, her tone sharp.

The Lan family’s head froze, thinking: How could this daughter-in-law know about the situation so quickly?

“What did Xiao Yu do to upset you?”

“Tell him I’ll give him a lesson when he gets back,” the head of the Lan family said, trying to stay optimistic.

“Okay, Mom. For the sake of our in-law relationship, I’ll call you Mom again.”

“Lan Yu secretly dated Chu Lan and got infected by her. I can’t believe you don’t know about this.”

The patriarch frowned.

“Disease? Wait, Xiao Chu, do you misunderstand? Xiao Yu was infected by Chu Lan, but it’s not a disease!”

Chu Xin wasn’t interested in his explanation, her expression clear: you knew all along.

“Regardless of whether it’s a disease or not, Lan Yu, as your husband, has repeatedly disregarded you and secretly met with Chu Xin. Now he’s infected by Chu Lan. With such behavior, he does not deserve to be your husband.”

“I tolerated a lot due to the relationship between our families and your kindness to me. But you haven’t repented and it’s only worsened. Now, I can’t overlook this any longer,” Chu Xin declared.

The patriarch looked regretful.

Indeed, it was her son who wronged Chu Xin.

Chu thought about divorcing him over this but wouldn’t agree.

“Xiao Yu was indeed in the wrong. Don’t worry, Xiao Chu, I will ensure he understands the severity and won’t repeat it.”

Chu Xin remained displeased.

The head of the Lan family continued, “How about this: the few medicinal gardens in South City will serve as our family’s apology to you.”

Chu Xin’s eyes brightened, her mood lifting.

The military had curtailed the supply of rare medicinal materials to the Chu family, significantly impacting their medical business.

Chu Shi’s recovery was slow due to their reliance on the Lan family, albeit at a cost.

The Lan family, being prime suppliers in Emperor Star with their medicinal material base, provided rare materials.

After this incident, she considered investing in medicinal herb gardens to avoid future constraints.

The Chu family hadn’t previously grown herbs, and their funds were limited, making a hasty investment risky.

Now that the Lan family offered her their expertise…

The Lan family thrived on cultivating medicinal herbs. Their gardens rarely lost money. This opportunity excited her.

“In that case, let me vacate the Zhengfu position first,” Chu Xin proposed.

The patriarch’s expression faltered.

After a moment’s thought, he replied, “The three medicinal gardens in the north will be yours, and Xiao Yu will remain your legal husband.”

Chu Xin felt joy but tempered it.

“Since you say so, Mom, I’ll give you another chance.”

“But this is my limit. From now on—”

“If you ever cross this line again, don’t bother searching for me. Just divorce me,” the head of the Lan family declared unequivocally.

That was the extent of her concessions.

She had both a son and a daughter and wouldn’t make unqualified sacrifices for a son.

Chu Xin ended the video call with satisfaction.

Meanwhile, medical staff from the medical center arrived at Chu Lan’s home.

They swiftly cordoned off the area and began disinfection.

Chu Lan was dead.

Lan Yu remained, covered in scratches and blood, resembling Chu Lan before.

Two medical personnel restrained him and placed him in a medical vehicle.

Chu Yan and the Lan family’s doctor were taken to the medical center.

Chu Ning felt a sense of relief.

Once she saw Chu Yan get in the car, she finally retracted the Sky-peeking Mirror.

Chu Lan, the man who tormented her predecessor for nearly twenty years, was finally gone.

She sensed her original body’s obsession lifting.

“That poison powder is powerful, but it’s not highly contagious.”

“Lan Yu, insisting on embracing Chu Lan, got infected from her scratches. She had it coming.”

“I’m curious. Can the medical facilities of this era keep Lan Yu alive till tomorrow?”

Chu Ning harbored no doubts about whether Lan Yu would be saved.

She was certain Lan Yu would perish from the poisoning.

After all, the poison powder she had used was from her previous life’s stockpile.

Not even a Nascent Soul cultivator could withstand that level of toxin, let alone Chu Lan and Lan Yu, both with low mental fortitude.

“Chu Ning, how much resentment do you harbor toward Lan Yu…”