The Almighty Martial Arts System - Chapter 295

Watching Jiang Fei and Bai Ruoxi stride away, Du Zikang remained painfully sprawled on the ground, groaning and unable to get up. The onlookers were utterly stunned.

After a long moment, someone finally exclaimed, “Holy crap! Who was that guy?”

“What’s wrong with your memory? Didn’t you hear him say he’s Bai Ruoxi’s boyfriend? He doesn’t seem rich, and he’s not exactly drop-dead handsome, but he’s sure got guts. How dare he lay a hand on Young Master Du like that—kicking him flying! Isn’t he afraid Du will come after him later?”

“That’s not what I meant… I know he’s Bai Ruoxi’s boyfriend. But don’t you think he looks familiar?”

“Familiar? Maybe a little. Probably just has one of those average faces…”

The person fell silent, furrowing their brow as they tried hard to recall. After a while, they suddenly cried out, “I remember now!”

Everyone around jumped in surprise, annoyed. “What’s with the drama? You scared us to death! What did you remember?”

“I remember who Bai Ruoxi’s boyfriend is!”

“Who?”

“That huge controversy a while back—the Integrative Medicine Exchange! Our newspaper even covered it! Bai Ruoxi’s boyfriend is Jiang Fei! The one who turned the tide for traditional Chinese medicine, defeated the Western medicine delegation, and was called the ‘Modern Hua Tuo’ and the top genius of TCM!”

“Jiang Fei?!”

Hearing the name, everyone paused, then quickly rummaged through their memories.

“That’s right! Bai Ruoxi’s boyfriend really is Jiang Fei! I watched Beijing TV’s broadcast of Peking University’s ‘Open Class.’ This year’s guest was him! The way he played the erhu was downright mesmerizing!”

“‘Open Class’? The erhu? That’s nothing. Jiang Fei even performed at Qiao Yiyi’s concert, playing the piano so masterfully that foreign music experts were in awe!”

“So it’s Jiang Fei! No wonder he’s so dashing. So captivating! A man like that has real charm! No wonder Bai Ruoxi wasn’t swayed by a wealthy, young pursuer like Young Master Du—her boyfriend is this exceptional!”

“Ahem… Have you no shame? Weren’t you the one who said Bai Ruoxi’s boyfriend wasn’t handsome and had an average face?”

“None of your business!”

“I really like it when you get jealous.” Bai Ruoxi rested her chin on her hand, leaning on the table. She gazed at Jiang Fei by the flickering candlelight and smiled.

In her apartment, Jiang Fei had used his miraculously skilled, world-class cooking to prepare a lavish spread of delicious dishes. Their glasses were filled with the rich red wine he had brewed himself and brought along on their road trip to Beijing.

They had even turned off the lights and lit candles for romance. The atmosphere couldn’t have been more perfect or enchanting.

Jiang Fei swirled his wineglass, looking at the suddenly girlish Bai Ruoxi, and teased, “What happened to that formidable, authoritative class monitor who used to command everyone?”

“You, you rogue, devoured her!” Bai Ruoxi retorted.

Jiang Fei took a sip of wine and nodded. “Mmm, I’ll take my time enjoying her later…”

Bai Ruoxi’s cheeks flushed even redder in the candlelight. She quickly changed the subject. “You still haven’t told me why you changed your mind about leaving tomorrow and decided to stay a few more days.”

Jiang Fei grinned. “Because I can’t bear to leave you.”

Bai Ruoxi pursed her lips. “Do you really expect me to believe that?”

Jiang Fei awkwardly rubbed his nose. It seemed his track record for unreliability had caught up with him—even Bai Ruoxi didn’t buy his lies anymore. Cui Xiuping didn’t trust him, and now neither did she.

“Alright, fine. I’m staying because something came up. You know Old Doctor Cui of Jishi Tang, right? Cui Xiuping’s grandfather. The day after tomorrow is his eightieth birthday. There’s going to be a big celebration, and as the chairman of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, I have to attend. So I’m staying to wish the old master a happy birthday before I go.” Jiang Fei finally came clean.

Bai Ruoxi smiled and nodded.

Truthfully, no matter why Jiang Fei had to stay in Beijing a few more days, Bai Ruoxi was equally happy. As long as he was here with her, that was enough.

“So, make sure you finish work early the day after tomorrow. I’ll take you to the birthday party,” Jiang Fei added.

Bai Ruoxi widened her eyes in surprise. “I’m going too?”

“These formal events are pretty boring alone. It’s always better with a plus-one,” Jiang Fei said with a smile. After a pause, he added shamelessly, “Besides, your husband here is so outstanding and charming. If I go to a party like this alone, who knows how many lovely ladies in Beijing might set their sights on me? If you don’t come along to help fend off all those admirers, will you really be at ease?”

Bai Ruoxi was utterly defeated by Jiang Fei’s cheekiness and could only agree…

In Beijing, where influential officials and nobles are as common as hairs on a cow and the social waters run deep, the Cui family was a shining golden brand.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Jishi Tang was a pharmaceutical giant and a trustworthy company. To the elite, the Cui family represented a lifeline—a traditional Chinese medicine dynasty capable of pulling them back from the brink of death.

Thus, the Cui family’s influence in Beijing was extraordinary, and everyone showed them respect. For Old Master Cui’s eightieth birthday, although he had repeatedly insisted on keeping things low-key, a large crowd still showed up—everyone who mattered was there, each either wealthy or distinguished.

The celebration eventually had to be held at the prestigious Peninsula Palace Hotel, one of Beijing’s top venues.

The Peninsula Palace Hotel was extravagantly luxurious, both in its decor and its location. Situated in the famous Wangfujing shopping district, just a street away from the square, it was undoubtedly in the heart of Beijing—the property values spoke for themselves.

When Jiang Fei and Bai Ruoxi arrived at the hotel, they didn’t even need to open their own doors—a valet promptly stepped forward to open the car door, invite them out, and take care of parking.

Seeing this level of service, Jiang Fei thought to himself, Once my Jiang’s Pharmaceutical Company and Jiang’s Clinic take off, I’ll have this kind of influence too, sooner or later!

“Doctor Jiang is here!”

Cui Xiuping was nowhere to be seen at the entrance—instead, a middle-aged couple, likely Cui Xiuping’s parents, were there to greet guests. Even so, Jiang Fei’s arrival caused quite a stir.

Most of the guests at Old Master Cui’s birthday banquet were well-acquainted with the world of traditional Chinese medicine, so they naturally recognized Jiang Fei, whose reputation was currently unparalleled—even overshadowing Old Master Cui’s.

“What is that bastard doing here?”

Amid the polite greetings and well-wishes, a voice filled with hatred quietly spoke up.

Du Zikang, who had been humiliated and kicked flying by Jiang Fei two days prior, seemed to have recovered. Dressed in a traditional long robe, he walked over with a few other young men, putting on airs…