The Divine Physician’s Overbearing Wife

It was true that when Chen Qingyan was not around, the old master had come back to his senses. However, his bad temper was getting worse. He insisted on moving into the remote courtyard and staying with the second young manor master.

The butler told the old master a few times that Chen Qingyan was not at the Mu family, but the old master did not trust him and refused to stay in the same courtyard with Chen Qingyan.

“I don’t trust you. That lady is so mean. Every time I see her, my head hurts. I feel better staying with Qingyin. My headache and drowsiness have departed ever since I have moved here. I don’t want to go back there.” The old master snorted.

The butler furrowed his brows. He could feel something was wrong but he could not tell what it was.

“Xiao Qingyin, it has been a while since I have met you. You have grown up so fast. I still remember that you were just a little kid before. You are so tall now.” The old master saw Mu Qingyin and got up and moved toward him, hurriedly. He held onto Mu Qingyin’s hand, his eyes lit up.

‘Manor Master, are you out of your head again?’ The butler was rendered speechless.

“Father, I am turning thirty in another half year.” Mu Qingyin smiled, helplessly.

“How time flies! You are turning thirty! What about your wife? Why don’t you get married? Mu Ling is such a bastard. He has always been bullying Suyi. Xiao Qingyin, since you have a good temperament, I could ask Suyi to divorce Mu Ling and marry you.”

Hearing this, a flush of embarrassment rose to Mu Qingyin’s face.

‘Father, Suyi is not just my sister-in-law, she is like my elder sister. If she knows of this, it would be so awkward when I meet her.”

“Pfft! Both you and Mu Ling always had me worried.” The old master was burning with anger and pushed Mu Qingyin away.

“You truly have no sense of gratitude. You are getting old, but are still not getting a wife. I would rather have a daughter like Suyi than having both of you as my sons. She is so considerate and cordial, but my sons would only make me angry.”

“Father, I am not in good health. I don’t know how long I could keep up with this life. I don’t want to trouble others.” Mu Qingyin sighed.

“I don’t care, I want a daughter-in-law! You could either marry Suyi, or get a wife who is as good as Suyi—gorgeous, kind-hearted, strict, and good at cooking.”

“Father…”

“If you don’t bring me a daughter-in-law, I will starve myself to death.”

Mu Qingyin wanted to say something but the butler stopped him.

“Second Young Manor Master, the manor master is like a child now. When he throws a tantrum, he would listen to no one. You just have to listen to him.”

“But I can’t…”

“Second Young Manor Master, the manor master’s health has declined. The physician said that he may not have much time left. If you don’t want to get married, could you please persuade Lady Suyi to come back and meet the manor master even if she doesn’t forgive Young Manor Master Mu Ling?

“Every time the manor master loses his senses, he keeps murmuring about that turkey soup that Lady Suyi cooks. He had been doing this for more than ten years. When would Lady Suyi bring Young Master Nan Xian back to the Mu family? When Lady Suyi was here, she had been so gentle and patient with you. Could you please beg her to come back by begging? Perhaps she would relent and listen to you…”