Before him stood a man and a woman. The man was dressed in a suit, his hair slicked back, it was his distant cousin Wang Yang. He was handsome, with a frosty expression, staring at him with a look of disgust. Seeing Qin Lang approach, his face was filled with undisguised contempt.,Qin Lang vaguely remembered that on the day he was released from prison, he saw his father for the last time. His father passed away shortly after. Grief-stricken, Qin Lang had no heart for the family business. The right to manage the family enterprise fell into Wang Yang's hands, who seized the opportunity. In the end, Qin Lang felt depressed and stifled. He endured two years of frustration and despair before finally jumping into a river.,Then the triangular-eyed doctor was about to say something else, but a voice cut him off sharply: “Go get a box of silver needles!”。