Yan Yuexian woke up when it was already evening.
Xia Weibao was afraid the wound would hurt her, so she administered a strong anesthetic.
She lay there until evening, and when she woke up, it didn’t hurt as much.
Upon opening her eyes, she saw Yan Fei sitting by her bed. He was clearly facing her, yet his gaze seed to drift elsewhere.
"Brother."
Yan Yuexian softly called, and only then did Yan Fei co back to himself.
He gathered all his emotions back into his eyes, raised his hand, and gently touched her hair, "Is there anywhere uncomfortable?"
Yan Yuexian shook her head. The wound felt a bit cold, but it didn’t hurt.
She had no idea what kind of dicine Dr. Weiliang had used.
"Brother, where is Dr. Weiliang?"
"She went back."
Yan Yuexian felt a bit disappointed, "I haven’t thanked her face-to-face yet. Brother, you must thank Dr. Weiliang properly; she is a good person."
Yan Fei was full of bitterness. Yes, she was a good person.
And yet, he himself had forced this good person onto a dead-end road.
Thinking about how Xia Weibao knew it was him who had caused the incident three years ago but still chose to treat Yan Yuexian, he felt very unworthy.
Yan Yuexian asked Yan Fei to get her a mirror, then inspected her face from side to side.
Even though her face was sared with black ointnt and covered with bandages, making her look extrely ugly, she was still very happy.
Once the bandages were removed, she could regain her natural appearance.
Seeing her pure smile, Yan Fei felt sowhat dazed.
This was probably the only truly kind person in the Yan family; he hoped she could always remain innocent.
The two returned ho. Yan Yuexian’s face had undergone surgery, so naturally, she didn’t want to see anyone and stayed directly in her room.
Even for als, she had Yan Fei bring them up.
Yan Weiyang dared not provoke Yan Fei and also hid in her room, afraid to co out.
When Yan Lingyi returned ho in the evening, the living room was empty, feeling sowhat cold.
"Where is everyone?" Yan Lingyi asked.
The butler hurriedly approached, "Young Master is in the study, Young Lady and Miss Biao are in their rooms."
The butler felt sowhat troubled, not knowing whether to speak about today’s argunt between Yan Fei and Yan Weiyang.
This hesitant expression naturally caught Yan Lingyi’s attention.
"Butler, do you have sothing to say to ?"
"It’s like this, madam. It seems Young Master had an argunt with Miss Biao today."
An argunt?
Yan Lingyi was puzzled. Yan Fei had always been very fond of Yan Weiyang; how could the two of them have quarreled?
"What did they argue about?"
"I don’t know, madam. From afar, it seed I heard Young Master scolding Miss Biao."
"I understand."
After speaking, Yan Lingyi went upstairs to check on Yan Weiyang.
At this mont, Yan Weiyang was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, lost in thought. Hearing the door open, she turned around, "Mom."
"Did you have a disagreent with Xiao Fei today?"
Yan Weiyang was slightly panicked, quickly shaking her head, "No, we didn’t quarrel."
As she spoke, she lowered her head, seeming wronged.
Yan Lingyi looked at her for a while, knowing she wouldn’t say, and did not inquire further.
"You rest first; I have so matters to attend to."
After saying this, she turned and went out.
Behind her, Yan Weiyang felt a little smug. She hadn’t said anything, and if her mother noticed her bad mood, that wasn’t her concern.
Yan Lingyi knocked on Yan Fei’s study door and then pushed it open, seeing Yan Fei handling docunts.
"Aunt, why are you here?"
"Did you quarrel with Weiyang today?"
A cold glint flashed in Yan Fei’s eyes, "Did she tell you that?"
"No, I noticed her mood wasn’t good."
User Comments
0 comments from readers