After the meal, tea was served, and they began to talk.
"The two longevity pills I bought from you last time were incredibly effective. My father had been bedridden for over three months, and now he's fully recovered."
"Your father is Xiao Xiong?" Shen Yunyun stared at him wide-eyed.
It wasn't that she knew Xiao Xiong personally, but rather because the gossip surrounding Hong Kong's top-tier Xiao family had been rampant lately.
The big shot Xiao Xiong had five concubines. Except for the fifth, who had no children, each of the others had kids—ranging from one or two to three or four.
Such a complicated family dynamic inevitably led to infighting.
Especially when Xiao Xiong was bedridden, the distribution of his inheritance became a hot topic for the island's media.
There were still many rumors about Xiao Xiong, claiming that turning eighty-four was a major death tribulation for him.
At the age of eighty-four, he had hired a master to extend his life, sacrificing twenty years of his eldest grandson's lifespan to live until this year, 104 years old, which was said to be his limit.
This year, a great-grandson was about to be born, and everyone believed he would once again use the child's life to prolong his own.
The eye-catching article titles were more absurd than the last, full of sensationalism.
Shen Yunyun thought to herself that at over a hundred years old, a sneeze could break a bone, so he probably wouldn't make it through this.
But oddly enough, Xiao Xiong had recovered overnight.
And his great-grandson had been delivered via C-section, healthy as could be. Those so-called masters then claimed the old man had borrowed the child's lifespan, but not all of it.
They explicitly said that if the child was originally meant to live a hundred years, and thirty were borrowed, he'd only live to seventy. They also added that borrowing lifespan goes against the natural order.
Shen Yunyun was stuffed with gossip, watching those masters talk with such authority, sounding profound and logical, only to end with "trust in science." She was utterly confused.
With something like the Universal Trading Center existing, she was inclined to believe in these mysterious matters.
And now it turned out that old geezer had taken her longevity pills.
Having the gossip circle back to herself was a rather indescribable feeling.
Seeing Shen Yunyun's surprise, Xiao Heng smiled elegantly. "I'm his youngest son. My biological mother is the fifth concubine."
Shen Yunyun felt like she'd gotten front-row seats to the juiciest piece of elite family gossip.
"Wasn't it said the fifth concubine had no children?"
Xiao Heng chuckled. "It's all feudal superstition. After I was born, a fortune-teller said I was bad luck for my mother, so I was raised under the fourth concubine's name."
Shen Yunyun's mind instantly conjured up ten thousand words of novel plot—a classic palace drama scenario.
Catching her sympathetic gaze, Xiao Heng didn't explain further and directly shifted the topic to the longevity pills. "I can buy the formula. If you can't make that call, have the person who made it come talk to me. There are plenty of people eyeing this medicine. You should understand the principle of 'the innocent man suffers for the treasure he holds.'"
"Are you threatening me?" Shen Yunyun was a bit displeased.
She'd had a decent impression of Xiao Heng before, but his threat seriously tarnished it.
"Miss Shen, you've misunderstood me. I'm not threatening you, just stating a fact." Xiao Heng hadn't expected such a strong reaction from her.
He truly wasn't threatening her; he was simply calmly laying out the reality.