Ji Shuli: ...

Ye Zhiwei looked at Ji Shuli warily.

Young Master Ji was completely innocent. "I really had no improper thoughts."

Ye Zhiwei stared at Ji Shuli and spoke faster, "Do you like girls with long, straight black hair?"

"yes."

"Do you appreciate gentle girls?"

"yes."

"Aren't you men the most vulnerable to younger girls?"

"yes."

Ye Zhiwei's eyes changed immediately, "Beast!"

Ji Shuli choked for a moment, "No, which man doesn't like young girls? Isn't that how it is? Do you believe those who say they like older women, women more than ten years older than them? If you don't believe me, ask Xiao Jiang..."

Jiang Jianian bluntly contradicted him, saying, "I only like my girlfriend."

Ji Shuli: Gan.

“Xiao Jiang is an anomaly, an accident. Where are there so many normal men as serious as Xiao Jiang?” Ji Shuli felt his image was about to be ruined, but he immediately said, “Little cousin, let me ask you, do you like young, tender, and adorable boys, the kind that are fresh and innocent, and obviously not the same kind of handsome young men as old dogs?”

This description hit the nail on the head, and Ye Zhiwei's mind immediately conjured up images of various young, handsome men. "I like it, I like it—"

Before Miss Ye could even utter her "like" a third time, Jiang Jianian's gaze turned icy and fell directly on Ye Zhiwei. In that instant, Ye Zhiwei felt like she was about to be killed by her boyfriend's gaze. She immediately changed her tune, "Like my ass! How could I possibly like someone else? I only like my boyfriend. Can any of those young heartthrobs be as handsome as my boyfriend? Can they? Can they? Can they?"

Ji Shuli: ...Just now, she clearly showed a greedy look in her eyes. If Jiang Jianian hadn't been able to keep her in check, he really couldn't imagine how ruthless his little cousin would have been.

Ye Zhiwei immediately changed the subject guiltily, "I haven't finished speaking yet."

Jiang Jianian glanced at Ye Zhiwei and said, "You like young, handsome men, huh?"

"I don't like it, I don't like it, I really don't like it. I just like the kind of person you are..." Ye Zhiwei leaned closer to Jiang Jianian, "You're aloof and unapproachable in front of outsiders, but you're openly flirtatious in front of me."

Jiang Jianian whispered in Ye Zhiwei's ear, "You'll see even more after the engagement."

Miss Ye: That was a miscalculation. This person clearly has their eye on you.

Originally, Miss Ye was still upset about Ji Shuli pursuing the "green tea girl," but in the end, she had no choice but to start coaxing her boyfriend the whole time. Even the "green tea girl" had a hard time getting involved. Just as she was about to say something to Ye Zhiwei, Jiang Jianian glanced at Ye Zhiwei, and the guilty Miss Ye was immediately seduced.

Ye Yingying: ...

Although the commotion was intense at the end, as the countdown began and the fireworks and firecrackers outside created a spectacular scene, all the playful antics seemed to transform into blessings.

Ye Yingying placed her hands together on her chest, a feeling of happiness welling up inside her. This was her second New Year in the Ye family.

*

After the New Year, Ye Yingying threw herself back into intense studying, while Ye Zhiwei was left alone at home because Jiang Jianian frequently had to go to the company to continue his studies and help out.

Ye Zhiwei would sometimes accompany Ye Qingcheng for walks, and sometimes supervise Ye Yingying's homework. Soon, the senior year of high school began with the start of the new semester and the entrance exams.

After Ye Yingying returned to school, the Ye family received a second piece of good news: the hospital reported that there was a high match for Ye Qingcheng in the bone marrow registry, and the hospital contacted the relevant donor, who has agreed.

Ye Qingcheng's health is getting better and better, but the hospital still recommends that he accept bone marrow donation, which has always been the most effective way to recover from leukemia. When Li Lizhang found out, he immediately stopped the second cell therapy he had prepared for Ye Qingcheng and had him undergo a bone marrow transplant at the hospital.

The technology is already so advanced, and Ye Qingcheng has encountered such a highly matched bone marrow donor, and the donor is clearly interested in it, so it is definitely a very good opportunity.

Ye Zhiwei contacted the donor through the doctor.

The donor was young and came from a very good family—not just good, but extremely well-off. While not quite on par with the Ye family, he had his own family and company. A quick search revealed that he was a shareholder in several pharmaceutical companies. Ye Zhiwei was somewhat surprised that someone like him would be so selfless in helping others.

She first asked the donor questions, and the donor told Ye Zhiwei in return: "I know these things. I work in this field. Donating bone marrow is not as mysterious as people say online. I am not related to your father, so I only need to provide hematopoietic stem cells. Some preparations may be a bit troublesome, but it is simply a matter of collecting blood from me. Of course, I haven't had a physical examination yet. After I pass the physical examination, I may need to take mobilization injections. Of course, mobilization injections do have some side effects, but they can be ignored. They are mainly to promote cell production."

Ye Zhiwei was stunned for a moment. Originally, she was supposed to discuss with the donor and use incentives if necessary. However, she didn't expect that she would be directly informed of the donor's intentions by making a phone call.

“So, miss, you don’t need to worry that I won’t donate. I understood the whole process before agreeing to donate. I work in this field myself, so I’m very cautious. I know all the possibilities and the whole process. Since I’ve agreed, I won’t go back on my word. You don’t need to be so nervous.” The donor smiled and continued, “Of course, your father is indeed very lucky.”

He said something that was the last thing he said during the call.

It was a somewhat strange remark, but Ye Zhiwei didn't think about it too much. At the moment, she was completely absorbed in the fact that Ye Qingcheng was very likely to recover. Jiang Jianian was also in a good mood when he heard about this.

At noon, as the kitchen was preparing lunch, Ye Qingcheng received news that Ye Zhiwei had specifically contacted the donor, and he was both amused and exasperated. He could only explain directly at the table, "Actually, I was also very surprised when I found out that there was a high match for bone marrow. I thought I had already been through the gates of hell, so I didn't care so much about life and death. I didn't expect to get another chance. I am happy, but there is no need for you to bully the donor because of this opportunity."

Ye Zhiwei immediately understood that this was a direct reference to her, and she quickly explained, "I didn't bully him, I was just confirming his intention to donate—"

Ye Qingcheng had a headache. "You kid, donating bone marrow is a matter of mutual consent. If he is willing, I am very grateful and he will cherish this opportunity and hope to repay this kind donor. But if he is not willing, there is no need to make things difficult for him, understand? Your phone call has put some pressure on him."