Chapter 341: What Deal Did You Make With Yan Qingsi?

Helan Xiuse stared blankly at Mrs. Helan.

Mrs. Helan smiled gently as if she had not just said those words. She caressed Helan Xiuse’s face. “Xiuxiu, tell me, do you like Yue Tingfeng?”

Helan Xiuse recovered from her surprise and her face reddened immediately. “Mom, what are you saying?”

“What is there to keep from your mom? Tell me.”

Helan Xiuse waved her hands. “Mom... there’s nothing. What’s more, Brother Tingfeng has that Sister Qingsi by his side now.”

Mrs. Helan sighed, “I really wish that you’ll keep on being this innocent, yet scared that you’ll always be this way.”

“Mom...”

“Xiuxiu, you just need to tell Mom whether or not you like him. You don’t need to consider all the other factors.”

...

At the same time, Yan Songnan had got the helper of Yan house to make a sumptuous lunch.

“Dad, why is this lunch so lavish?” Yan Mingzhu’s face was skinny and as pale as a ghost. Ever since that incident, she became useless—scared to go out and insane all day. She was rarely of sound mind—like how she was behaving.

Yan Songnan picked up his chopsticks, saying, “Your mom is coming out soon...”

Yan Mingzhu’s face finally brightened up. “Is this lunch to celebrate my mom’s release? Dad, let’s go meet Mom, I miss her.”

Yan Songnan said, “No hurry, let’s eat lunch first.”

Yan Mingzhu nodded hastily. “Dad, will we go get mom after lunch?”

Yan Songnan nodded. “Yes, we’ll go after lunch.”

Yan Mingzhu picked up her chopsticks and ate hurriedly. After a while, her movements slowed down gradually.

The chopsticks in her hands clattered onto the table. Yan Mingzhu’s body swayed and she said, “Dad, I... I’m so dizzy! Dad...”

Yan Mingzhu dropped onto the table with a thud.

Yan Songnan stood up and half-carried Yan Mingzhu out.

Yan Mingzhu still had enough consciousness to ask, “Dad, where are...we going?”

His expression unchanging, Yan Songnan said, “I’m bringing you to see your mom.”

“Okay, meet mom...” Yan Mingzhu blinked and closed her eyes.

Once they were out the door, they ran into Yan Ruke who had just come back.

“Brother, what are you doing?”

Yan Songnan continued dragging Yan Mingzhu out. “I have some business, you go and eat lunch.”

Yan Ruke felt that something was wrong and went after them hurriedly. “Brother, what are you doing? What’s wrong with her?”

“Don’t mind it.”

“Brother...”

Yan Songnan’s gaze was menacing. “I’m sending Mingzhu to a place, don’t ask so many questions.”

Yan Ruke’s brain worked quickly and she instantly thought of the crucial points. She stopped Yan Songnan. “Brother, what deal did you make with Yan Qingsi?”

Yan Songnan’s car was parked outside. He opened the door and shoved Yan Mingzhu in.

“It’s none of your business. Pay no heed to it.”

Yan Ruke stepped back, allowing Yan Songnan to drive away. As long as it had nothing to do with her, she did not care about Yan Mingzhu. It was better if Yan Mingzhu was not at home after all.

Yan Ruke thought of her own plans, the corner of her lips curled up, turned around and walked into the house.

...

Yan Mingzhu woke up with a splitting headache and she trembled at the sight of a few pairs of eyes on her.

Soon, she realized that something was wrong. These people were wearing white overcoats. She was in a hospital and she wore a shirt with its sleeves joined together, like the clothes that patients wore in an asylum.