The Perfect Man

How could this happen?

Yang Lan, not bothering to chat with Wang Shu, rushed to the mirror and froze in shock. Her scarred self was gone, replaced by a masterpiece of creation.

Fair skin, a well-proportioned figure, flawless private parts, and her own deep red and sexy lips.

Not only did the scars disappear, but I also looked more than ten years younger...

Wang Shu understood Yang Lan's feelings, so he didn't disturb her and waited patiently. After a full five minutes, Yang Lan's voice, filled with joy and tears, came from the other end: "Wang Shu, thank you. You gave me such a big surprise. I won't blame you even if you don't help me get revenge. My efforts were worthwhile. I'll be there whenever you need me."

Women have always valued beauty more than their own lives, and Yang Lan is no exception. Because of this scar, she didn't even dare to go to public bathhouses, but now she can finally hold her head high.

Wang Shu shook his head: "You're welcome. Just introduce me to a few more clients."

Ah!

Yang Lan nodded vigorously: "Your product is genuine and incredibly effective; you certainly won't lack customers."

Yang Lan had just hung up the phone when it rang again. She quickly answered, and a gentle but dejected voice came from the other end: "When can you arrange a meeting with Wang Shu for me? I feel bad for taking advantage of him last time, and I'm thinking of apologizing?"

Yang Lan chuckled: "Little hussy, are you feeling the stirrings of spring? Perfect timing, I'll introduce you to a magical cosmetic and skincare product... Come here right now." Yang Lan's chronic illness was cured, and she was in a great mood. After saying that, she climbed into bed, cleaned up her virginity from the previous night, put on a nightgown, and waited.

……

Meanwhile, Wang Shu was still at his small villa. Because Su Chiyan's house was being renovated, and Wen Jing didn't want to go home, the two of them stayed at their workplaces.

After finishing his call with Yang Lan, Wang Shu brushed his teeth and washed his face. He was about to eat something when his phone rang. It was Su Chiyan calling: "Wang Shu, come back quickly. Someone is causing trouble at our company."

Wang Shu hailed a taxi and went straight to the company.

……

At the same time Wang Shu received the call, Deng Junhao was reporting to Su Dingjun in his room: "Brother, as you instructed, I've been sending people to follow Young Master Wang, and there haven't been any major problems. However, there's a small issue. One-Eyed's mistress has offended Young Master Wang, and One-Eyed has gone to seek revenge. Should we get involved?"

Su Dingjun was pondering the jade in his chair when he suddenly jumped up and shouted, "You bastard, Deng Junhao, how dare your men mess with that ancestor?"

What did I tell you? Follow him, don't provoke him, don't give yourself away. And you still dared to provoke him? Quick, send someone to stop the one-eyed man right now, or none of your men will be left alive.

No! I'll go myself.

Su Dingjun didn't even bother to put on his shoes, slipped on his slippers, and frantically got into the car, heading straight for Su Chiyan's company.

They were fast enough, but by the time they arrived, it was too late.

In front of the commercial building that Su Chiyan rented was a square.

The bald, one-eyed man, carrying a large iron rod, looked nervously at the nonchalant Wang Shu in front of him.

Behind the one-eyed dragon lay his four henchmen and a bunch of underlings.

"Kid, I'll fight you to the death."

As a gang leader, One-Eyed Dragon couldn't possibly let his underlings go unpunished, so he swung a large iron rod straight at Wang Shu's head.

Wang Shu stared coldly at the one-eyed man's stick without saying a word until the stick was less than half a foot away from him, at which point he suddenly made his move...

"Brother, have mercy."

Just as Wang Shu was about to kill, a shout came from afar, and a black domestic sedan stopped beside the square. Two people got out of the car.

It was Deng Junhao who called out to stop him. He looked nervous and his face was covered in sweat. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the one-eyed man was still alive.

Wang Shu's hand had already gripped the one-eyed man's neck. The one-eyed man's large club was still half a foot away from Wang Shu's head, as if it were frozen in mid-air. A deep fear emanated from the one-eyed man's single eye.

Just as his big stick was about to hit Wang Shu's head, time seemed to freeze, and he was frozen on the spot, watching as Wang Shu slowly reached out and grabbed his throat.

The terror was so intense that the one-eyed man, like an old sow, began to breathe heavily.

Just then, Deng Junhao and Su Dingjun arrived. Wang Shu gave Deng Junhao a cold look: "Your men? Your men dare to cause trouble here?" He then turned away from the one-eyed man.

"Young Master Wang, don't be angry, I'll get revenge for you."

Fuck your mother.

Deng Junhao immediately kicked the one-eyed man to the ground.

One-Eyed Dragon was still indignant: "Boss, he killed our men."

Fuck!

"He's your person, he has nothing to do with me."

Snapped!

Deng Junhao snatched the iron rod from the one-eyed man and slammed it hard on his head: "Killed your man? Serves you right. Why the hell didn't I kill you? Kneel down and apologize to Young Master Wang."

The one-eyed dragon, despite his enormous size, was stubborn and didn't understand what was going on. He stared at Deng Junhao with a look of astonishment.

Deng Junhao almost cried out in anger: "My ancestor, my living ancestor, apologize quickly, we can't afford to offend this person."

what?

The one-eyed man then realized that someone even Deng Junhao couldn't afford to offend was definitely not an ordinary person. He immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Young Master Wang, I was blind and offended you. Please forgive me."

clap clap!

He slapped himself several times in a row.

At this moment, Su Chiyan and Wen Jing also came out, completely petrified, especially Su Chiyan, who vaguely knew who Su Dingjun and Deng Junhao were. These two people were actually fawning over Wang Shu in fear. What was Wang Shu's identity?

Wang Shu glanced sideways at Su Dingjun, who was watching the commotion from afar. Su Dingjun cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Wang Shu, implying, "Have mercy."

"never mind!"

Wang Shu waved his hand, turned around, and went into the company.

Deng Junhao, his forehead covered in cold sweat, waved at the one-eyed man and said, "Take your men and get out of here right now." He breathed a sigh of relief and returned to Su Dingjun's side.

However, Deng Junhao was still a little unconvinced and asked Su Dingjun again, "Brother, is this kid really as good as you say?"

Su Dingjun pointed to the car: "Let's talk inside the car." They got in the car and drove away.

Wang Shu and Su Chiyan returned to the company, but before they could even drink a sip of water, Wang Shu's phone rang. It was Yang Lan calling.

After Yang Lan hung up the phone, Lin Xian pouted her sexy lips and stormed into Yang Lan's villa: "You slut... what do you want?"

"Little hussy, don't throw a tantrum. Sit down quickly, I have something to tell you. Wang Shu can treat nodules and scars. He can cure them instantly. Look at me, I'm fine now."

After Yang Lan finished speaking, she lifted her hand and started talking about her pajamas.

She wasn't even wearing a bra, revealing her flat, white stomach...

Lin Xian was immediately speechless.

However, she was really curious, because like Yang Lan, she had spent a lot of money on her sister's treatment, only to find that the problem was solved instantly? And how could the scar on Yang Lan's leg have disappeared without a trace?

Filled with suspicion, Lin Xian reached out and touched Yang Lan's chest and then her legs twice, before exclaiming in surprise, "Really gone?"

"I wasn't kidding you, was I?"

Yang Lan put down her clothes: "Wang Shu cured me. Didn't you want to apologize to him? Take this opportunity to have him treat you."

Lin Xian blurted out, "How much?"

"It doesn't cost money, just treat him to a meal."