Chapter 162 Mr. Duan, the Second Young Master_1

Hearing Yin Tian’s words, Zhao Wanlin shook his head decisively, "I entrusted someone to ask Mr. Duan, and Mr. Duan’s position is very clear, he definitely won’t sell that flower."

Yin Tian pondered for a moment before speaking, "When is the birthday banquet?"

"Tonight."

"Can you get me in?"

"Ah?"

Zhao Wanlin looked at Yin Tian in astonishment, "Master Yin, you can’t possibly be thinking of... stealing or robbing it..."

"You mustn’t do that, the Meng Family cannot afford to offend!"

Yin Tian: "..."

"What are you thinking?"

Yin Tian gave Zhao Wanlin a glare, "I want to go to the birthday banquet and see if I can persuade the Old Madame Meng to give me that flower."

"Ah, this..."

Zhao Wanlin gave an awkward smile, realizing he had misunderstood, "Alright, I have also received an invitation, so I will take you with me when the time comes."

Knowing the whereabouts of the Wanyan Flower, Yin Tian slowly turned his head, his gaze passing through the glass window to Xia Nianbing in the hospital room, his eyes gentle...

At nightfall.

Yin Tian left the hospital with Zhao Wanlin and hurried toward the Meng residence.

Contrary to Zhao Wanlin’s description, Yin Tian had thought the Meng Family was also one of the top wealthy families in the province.

However, when Zhao Wanlin parked the car outside of an ordinary bungalow, Yin Tian even wondered if Zhao Wanlin had gone to the wrong place.

"Is this the place?"

Yin Tian looked at Zhao Wanlin, his face full of surprise.

"Yes."

Zhao Wanlin nodded, and with a smile, he said, "If it were just the Meng Family, they would be nothing special in the province, but Old Madame Meng..."

Zhao Wanlin was explaining to Yin Tian when someone happened to walk out of the rundown courtyard with a phone in hand.

That person glanced at Yin Tian and then froze, "Yin Tian? What are you doing here?"

Yin Tian also looked at that person, realizing it was none other than Chen Yu’s father!

"Here for the birthday banquet."

Yin Tian spoke quite indifferently.

"You?"

Chen Yu’s father sneered at Yin Tian, then turned to Zhao Wanlin, "Divine Doctor Zhao, long time no see."

Zhao Wanlin smiled broadly, "Patriarch Chen, it has been a long time."

Chen Yu’s father glanced at Yin Tian again without a word, and walked away with his phone.

"You know him?"

Yin Tian looked at Zhao Wanlin.

Zhao Wanlin nodded, "Chen Family Head Chen Shengguo is quite a figure in the province."

Yin Tian nodded without saying anything.

The two entered the courtyard.

As he walked into the courtyard, Yin Tian was surprised to look around; it was unexpectedly lively, with more than twenty people gathered!

If counted as three-person families, then at least seven or more families of guests had gathered here.

"Yin Tian?"

A voice filled with surprise came from the side.

Yin Tian turned and saw Chen Yu sitting on a small stool to the side, excitedly waving at him.

Yin Tian smiled lightly and walked over with Zhao Wanlin, "How come you’re here too?"

"It’s Grandma Meng’s birthday, so I came over."

Chen Yu’s gentle smile became somewhat rosier from seeing Yin Tian, her pale face gaining a bit of color.

Yin Tian nodded slightly, not expecting to meet Chen Yu here.

"Yin Tian?"

The beautiful woman emerging from the bungalow saw Yin Tian and, with a beaming smile, approached, "I can’t believe you’re here too, spend some time chatting with our Yu."

Her face remained bright with a smile.

But knowing that this woman was only Chen Yu’s stepmother, and even more aware of the woman’s intentions, Yin Tian no longer had a shred of fondness for her.

"Of course, I will."

Yin Tian nodded earnestly, "I really like Yu, so my intention is, if Yu doesn’t wish to marry, I could marry into the Chen Family as a live-in son-in-law."

Upon these words, the smile on the beautiful woman’s face immediately stiffened.

She looked at Yin Tian in utter surprise, never expecting him to make such a statement.

By Yin Tian’s side, Chen Yu blushed even more from his declaration of genuine affection, shy and flustered.

"Tsk..."

A disdainful voice came from the side, "Is it fashionable now to be so blunt about living off women?"

"Your willingness to marry into the Chen Family also depends on whether they agree to it or not."

Yin Tian turned to see who was speaking.

It was a young man, seemingly difficult to get along with, holding an exquisitely beautiful box in his hands.

After ridiculing Yin Tian, the young man turned to Chen Yu, "Miss Chen, you really must be careful about who you choose; don’t be duped out of your wealth and charm, resulting in a loss greater than the gain."

However, Chen Yu didn’t pay any attention to the young man, her gaze still fixed on Yin Tian.

"That’s Mr. Duan."

Zhao Wanlin whispered to Yin Tian.

Yin Tian’s eyebrows raised, his gaze shifting from Mr. Duan’s face to the ornate box in his arms.

If this person was Mr. Duan, then the box must contain his very purpose for coming—the Wanyan Flower.

Yin Tian reached into his robe and pulled out a small porcelain vial, "This contains the Zhuyan Pill, an exclusive item used by emperors and their concubines in ancient times. If it’s just for preserving beauty, it is more effective than your Wanyan Flower."

"Are you willing to exchange?"