After fidgeting outside the restroom for a while, Young Master Su finally managed to state his purpose. He was nervous about visiting his future mother-in-law and had specifically sought out Zhang Yang to bolster his courage. He smiled back at me, Zhang Yang, and said, "I'm truly sorry, but I can't today. You know about Yan Yan's illness; I have to administer acupuncture to her every day. Today is the last and most crucial day!"

"I know, then I'll go by myself!"

Su Zhantao lowered his head, looking utterly deflated. He wasn't thinking about how heroic he'd been yesterday when he agreed to go home with Yang Ling, even securing a kiss from her as a reward.

Just one night later, and he was already wilting.

"This is something you really have to do alone. My going won't help much. Just focus on making a good impression," Zhang Yang replied, wiping his hands. He finally stepped out of the restroom, with Young Master Su trailing closely behind. However, this situation truly wasn't suited for bringing along company; even if Zhang Yang accompanied him, he couldn't go into Yang Ling's house, which would only cause trouble.

Visually, Su Zhantao appeared slightly older than Zhang Yang, yet when it came to handling matters, Su Zhantao was far behind Zhang Yang. Su Zhantao's temperament was more akin to a child's.

"I know, but this is my first time, and I have no idea how to make an impression. If you can't come, you at least have to coach me!" Su Zhantao stuck close to Zhang Yang, his words causing Zhang Yang to suddenly pivot around.

Zhang Yang pointed at his own nose, his eyes wide, "You want me to coach you? Are you serious? This is your first time, but do you think it's mine?"

Su Zhantao chuckled sheepishly, "No matter how many times you've done it, you’ve at least been to Mi Xue’s house. Experience counts. I don't care; you have to help me. Don't forget who traveled a thousand miles to help you out after that last mess you caused!"

"A thousand miles? Don't exaggerate; it was barely a hundred miles. Alright, stop playing the pitiful act. I’ll teach you a few tricks later; I guarantee your visit to the parents will be a complete success this time!"

Zhang Yang shook his head in resignation. The guy was resorting to emotional blackmail with him.

However, he genuinely owed Su Zhantao a favor for that previous incident. And looking at Su Zhantao now, he was clearly desperate, otherwise, he wouldn't have brought up the past event.

"Come here, let me tell you..."

Zhang Yang pulled Su Zhantao over to the sofa and began speaking incessantly. What he was sharing wasn't his own experience meeting Mi Xue’s family but rather some 'master guides' he had read online in his previous life.

These so-called master guides taught people how to handle meeting the mother-in-law, something he had read out of sheer boredom.

Zhang Yang explained a great deal, and Su Zhantao nodded along as he listened, growing more and more excited. Finally, he slapped his thigh and exclaimed loudly.

"Good, fantastic! If I succeed this time, you deserve the most credit; you'll be our matchmaker!"

"Forget it; I'll pass on being the matchmaker. You should hurry up and prepare to leave!"

Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head. He was reminded of his own first visit to Mi Xue's home.

Back then, he had felt just as anxious as Su Zhantao felt now, ultimately having to steel his nerves to knock on the door. Although he had encountered some trouble, those issues were resolved now, and Mi Xue’s family had finally accepted him.

"Okay, I'll treat you to a meal when I get back!"

Su Zhantao left in high spirits. He and Yang Ling would be gone for two days, returning after the auto show concluded.

Su Zhantao and Yang Ling wouldn't participate in the races themselves, but that didn't stop them from cheering on Long Cheng and the others. Long Cheng and his group were all skilled drivers with some minor fame in Shanghai's underground racing circuit.

After Su Zhantao departed, Zhang Yang also headed out.

During lunch yesterday, Long Cheng had informed him that today they were going together to look at the cars. Old Man Wang had almost finished modifying all their vehicles, and they needed to provide final guidance before he could handle the finishing touches.

At the latest, their cars would be ready in three days.

Wang Chen, Li Ya, and Huang Hai had all gone with Wang Lao Wu this time; they all needed to inspect their cars in preparation for the race.

The repair shop held more cars than the last time they visited. Upon arrival, Lightning and Shadow jumped to the ground, chirping incessantly, seemingly recounting the events of their last visit.

Many of the shop workers turned to look at their group, with several instantly recognizing Zhang Yang.

It couldn't be helped; Zhang Yang had left too deep an impression on them last time—fighting six men single-handedly, tossing them away like carrying small chicks—they had never seen anyone with such formidable combat prowess.

Not to mention the conspicuous Lightning, whom almost no one who saw it could forget.

"Brother Cheng, you've arrived!"

Wang Lao Wu was busy working, specifically on Zhang Yang's Mercedes sports car. The car had been stripped down, and they were rushing to modify crucial internal components.

"We came to take a look. Thank you for your hard work these past few days!"

Long Cheng nodded, and Wang Lao Wu immediately shook his head, grinning widely, "It's no trouble at all; this is what I should be doing. Brother Cheng, you take a look first. Let me know if anything needs adjusting, and I'll modify it for you!"

Long Cheng’s way of speaking was distinctly different from others. If it had been Shi Feng, he probably wouldn't even acknowledge Wang Lao Wu, but Long Cheng's simple words deeply moved Wang Lao Wu.

This was the difference between the two men.

"Alright, you keep busy; we'll look ourselves!"

Long Cheng nodded again. By now, Wang Chen had already moved to his Porsche, closely inspecting it.

His Porsche had been delivered the afternoon Zhang Yang and the others arrived and had also undergone modification, as had Li Ya’s Ferrari.

Zhang Yang walked up to his Mercedes and observed it carefully.

That sedan had been completed; it possessed the comfort of a standard car while also boasting the power and speed of a sports car. If compared directly, the sedan could rival a sports car.

Of course, being fundamentally a sedan, there was still a gap when compared to a true racing machine.

However, Zhang Yang hadn't intended to use this car for racing; it was just his daily commuter, and as long as it satisfied him, that was enough.

The modifications to the sports car also satisfied Zhang Yang; Wang Lao Wu’s craftsmanship was indeed excellent—Long Cheng hadn't recommended the wrong person.

The group inspected everything for the entire morning and left satisfied in the end. Any additions they needed had been communicated, ensuring Wang Lao Wu would refine everything to the best standard without compromising the upcoming race.

Zhang Yang had arrived in Long Cheng's vehicle, but on the way back, he took his Mercedes. As for Young Master Su's BMW, it could be completely returned to him.

Any surplus cars could be arranged to be driven back to Changjing later; that was certainly not an issue. In fact, every time they visited, they would arrange for extra vehicles to be transported back.

The new Mercedes drove very smoothly, feeling even better than the one Su Zhantao had given him, primarily because it had been modified.

For lunch, the group went to Deyi Restaurant, the place where they had bought Shadow and eaten exotic meats.

Unfortunately, this time, the group couldn't indulge in those wild flavors. Upon arrival, the place was sealed off, with police officers and members of the Animal Protection Association clearing the scene.

Wang Chen and the others felt a touch of regret; a great spot for delicious food had vanished.

However, their regret was mild. If Deyi Restaurant closed, other restaurants would rise. As long as they had money, there would always be a place to eat what they desired.

Shadow, hiding in Zhang Yang’s canvas bag, poked its head out after getting out of the car and began chirping continuously toward the building.

It seemed to be recounting its experience of being captured and nearly turned into a dish—a delicious delicacy for others—despite being a dignified Spirit Beast of Heaven and Earth, and an even rarer Auspicious Treasure-Seeking Mouse among them.

Without the wild game, the group switched to another hotel and had a simple lunch.

The afternoon was free time. Zhang Yang went nowhere, returning to his room to prepare a batch of medicinal pills. These pills he kept on his person, ready to use on any critically ill patient he encountered.

Like that anemic patient he met at the auto show center; using Ginseng Pills was actually a waste, as the case didn't require such potent medicine. It was only because Zhang Yang lacked other medications on hand that he gave him that one to resolve the crisis first.

A rich medicinal fragrance quickly permeated the entire room.

The two little playmates stopped their games and sat quietly beside Zhang Yang, watching him work.

After the first batch of medicine was prepared, the two little fellows jumped in front of Zhang Yang, crouching down and holding out their tiny paws.

Shadow had thoroughly picked up bad habits from Lightning, knowing how to use this tactic to beg for treats.

The first batch was just ordinary medicinal pills. After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Yang handed one to each of them.

The two little creatures smelled them, looking slightly confused. These pills were certainly not as good as the Hundred-Year Ginseng Pills, and they were likely wondering why the scent of the medicine had changed.

Finally, the two little ones swallowed the pills.

This brought Zhang Yang a measure of relief. Continuously supplying them with precious medicine like the Hundred-Year Ginseng Pills put a strain on him. It was a blessing that they were willing to eat these common pills. This made providing them with 'snacks' much simpler in the future; it wouldn't matter if they took more servings daily.

After meditation and rest, at four in the afternoon, Zhang Yang went up to the thirty-sixth floor. The acupuncture session scheduled for Wu Yan today was earlier primarily because she needed to take the Immortal Fruit Pill. Spirit medicines, once ingested, couldn't be absorbed like ordinary pills; Zhang Yang needed to assist her in this process, which required a significant amount of time.

Without Zhang Yang's help, not only would there be waste, but she would also experience physical discomfort. This was what happened when Mi Xue took the Thousand-Year Ginseng Pill last time; it was only with Zhang Yang's assistance that she fully absorbed its medicinal power and improved her constitution.

The Immortal Fruit Pill possessed stronger medicinal properties than the Thousand-Year Ginseng Pill. Even if it couldn't completely cure Wu Yan's brain tumor, it would significantly improve her overall health going forward, ensuring that minor ailments like colds and fevers would never trouble her again.

Without these minor illnesses, they wouldn't trigger major diseases, which often led to severe consequences.

"Brother Zhang Yang, where is Lightning?"

As soon as she entered the room, Wu Yan rushed over, greeting Zhang Yang cheerfully while peering around his body.

"Squeak squeak!"

Hearing his name called, Lightning poked its head out from behind Zhang Yang's back. The little fellow had been playing with Shadow; the two little ones had been scrambling all over Zhang Yang, a situation he found exasperating but unchangeable.

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First update.

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