Chi He had talked so much, but ultimately, there was only one goal.
He said in a heavy tone, "In other words, if Feng Sui was murdered back then, those people definitely wouldn’t have let Miss Niannian off either."
Given how much Old Master Feng doted on Feng Sui, now that Feng Sui was gone, if Feng Sui’s daughter were found, could the Old Master not dote on her?
In large families, at this point, the division of inheritance had already intensified.
Originally, Feng Sui had three adopted sons, and no one knew how much of an inheritance the Old Master had left for Feng Sui’s adopted children.
If at this mont, Feng Sui’s daughter appeared, the Old Master’s fortune would have to be divided once more to include her.
What if, due to guilt over Feng Sui, the Old Master made an impulsive decision and gave most of his fortune to this granddaughter, then what would the others do?
Now, it wasn’t just the Old Master’s sons and grandsons who could lay claim to the inheritance, but also the children of his brothers.
In fact, it can’t be said for certain that the mishap involving Feng Sui was the doing of Second Master Feng, after all, in recent years, Second Master and his son Feng Yifan have had their share of assassination attempts.
If they weren’t skilled, they would have long been deceased.
The overt and covert struggles of large families, the life-and-death crises, are no safer than on a battlefield.
With a "snap," the laptop in front of Gu Beicheng was shut.
He gazed at the distant night sky, silent.
Even though it was a simple gesture, coming from Seventh Young Master, it didn’t seem so mundane.
Chi He knew that whenever it involved Miss Niannian’s safety, Seventh Young Master would never sit idly by.
After all, Seventh Young Master had likely considered all the points he had ntioned, right?
But often, he said nothing at all.
Just like the tension between him and Miss Niannian, had Seventh Young Master been willing to explain, to say a few more words, their relationship wouldn’t have beco so strained.
It wasn’t fair to bla Seventh Young Master, after all, he had too many concerns, far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
Looking at those unfocused eyes, Chi He nodded his head and turned to leave.
He was well aware of Seventh Young Master’s loneliness, and he very much wanted to keep him company.
Sadly, his Seventh Young Master didn’t appreciate his company, and there was nothing Chi He could do about it.
He really wanted to bring Miss Niannian over to cheer Seventh Young Master up; after all, Seventh Young Master would be more than happy with that.
If Xia Yinian were just an ordinary girl, Chi He would have undoubtedly taken action by now.
But now she was Young Master Ling’s fiancée, a situation where pulling one hair could affect the whole body, and Chi He didn’t dare to take that risk.
Soon, under the bright moonlight, that lonely figure remained.
The man’s deep eyes unblinkingly fixed ahead, his perfect features captivating and chilly.
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Having struggled through a week in the hospital, Xia Yinian felt she must have gained weight.
If it were only Gu Lingqian, she wouldn’t have ended up being overfed.
In front of this brother, she had so choice—she could refuse to eat if she didn’t want to, or go out for a walk if she fancied.
However, such days only lasted for three before Old Madam found out she was sick, and her freedom was no more.
After not seeing Xia Yinian return ho for several days and relentlessly pursuing the matter, Old Madam found out that Niannian was hospitalized.
Everyone kept from Old Madam the fact that Niannian was injured, not just sick, and Old Madam didn’t inquire further.
Ever since she found out, she insisted on personally delivering two als a day, and would only leave after watching Xia Yinian finish eating.
Having finally endured up to now, she could, at last, be discharged from the hospital.
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