Chapter 113: Rain is rare. Steward Qi is waiting at the foot of the mountain...

It's rare to see Butler Qi waiting for someone at the foot of the mountain. He usually stays by Qi Hanmu's side. If he can be at the bottom, Qi Hanmu will most likely be at the top.

Butler Qi didn't agree or disagree, but a formal smile remained on his face. "The Third Master is busy with important matters and won't be seeing guests for the time being. Please return."

The weather is already quite cold.

I opened the car window and the cool night wind rushed in, making a whistling sound through the crack, I didn't know who it was trying to scare.

"It's okay." She hadn't been able to see through the treacherous scheme. Judging from the way Second Master Qi acted at Quanshan Residence, it was likely that the scheme had succeeded, and even Xia Yiqing had tacitly instigated it.

"Would it be convenient for me to go up and wait in the reception room? If not, I can stay at the foot of the mountain."

Butler Qi has always been cold and ruthless. Looking at the smile on Xia Yiqing's face, his heart was naturally calm.

"If you're willing to wait, please do. However, the Third Master is not available to see guests right now. Waiting up there is the same as waiting here. Unfortunately, the Third Master has ordered Yiyuan to be secured and no outsiders are allowed to enter. Please wait a moment while I inform them."

The cold wind seemed to be trying to get in through the corners of people's clothes, cutting through their skin and seeping into their bone marrow.

In the past, if any servant in Yi Garden disobeyed the mistress, he would know that he would be in great trouble.

But now, except for the servant that Butler Qi asked to go up and report, no one else reacted to Xia Yiqing standing in the cold night. They just stood where they were supposed to be, staring into the distance, treating Xia Yiqing as air.

Seeing that it was already dark, Xia Yiqing looked at the housekeeper's attitude and could probably guess that she was not welcome in Yiyuan now.

A bitter smile slowly crept up her lips. It was indeed true. If there were no consequences for the wrong things she had done, wouldn't that be enough to warn herself?

Xia Yiqing tightened her coat tighter and tighter, looking at the driver who was standing next to her, shivering in the cold wind. "Thank you for your hard work today. Go back first. You don't have to wait for me."

Butler Qi glanced over here and twitched the corners of his mouth, like a eunuch in ancient times.

"It's good that you understand this. Third Master probably won't be meeting anyone tonight. Perhaps, I'll ask you to go back first."

As if to confirm Butler Qi's suspicions, the servant who had gone up to report came down shortly afterwards and lowered his head, "The Third Master said he wouldn't see outsiders."

Outsider, what a common word, yet it can be very heartbreaking at special moments.

Xia Yiqing didn't feel surprised when she heard their cold attitude. That's how it should be. No one would look kindly upon a traitor.

But there seemed to be a little sadness in my heart, slowly rising up, just like when sparkling water is shaken, the bubbles keep rising and trying to push open the bottle cap.

The tip of her fair nose was red from the cold. Xia Yiqing was wearing a long light pink coat that reached down to her knees, which made her small face look even more beautiful.

Unfortunately, Qi Hanmu, who lived in a villa on the top of the mountain, had no time to appreciate the beauty of the woman.

There were so many things happening at the charity dinner, so many things, so complicated, so chaotic, as if someone had secretly cast a net, a net that was not only large but also wide, and when someone was secretly closing the net, it caught everyone in one fell swoop.

Qi's legal department was no pushover and quickly came up with an emergency plan and also started various public relations activities.

However, as the helmsman, Qi Hanmu still has a lot of matters to review, especially those concerning his own reputation, and the people below him always dare not make a decision.

Luo Miao became the middleman, passing information back and forth. One night, his phone was so hot from making calls that it was smoking. He didn't even notice that it was out of battery. It wasn't until it turned off thirty seconds later that he hurriedly looked for a charging cable.

The piece of lotus pastry could not withstand such great pressure. While Qi Hanmu was listening to Luo Miao's report, he began to feel a familiar burning pain in his stomach.

Obviously, stomach problems are an emotional illness. Sometimes it hurts when you eat, and sometimes you feel uncomfortable when you don't eat.

Qi Hanmu naturally understood this principle after he did not feel any relief after eating a bowl of millet porridge.

This was the conclusion Xia Yiqing came to after living with him for six days at Qingmu Medical Center and the two of them whispered to each other.

At that time, Qi Hanmu carefully pinched Xia Yi's white and tender earlobe, using a little force, and was determined to turn the white into pink before he would stop.

"Don't you want to believe it, Third Master?" Xia Yiqing tilted her head and handed Qi Hanmu a glass of warm water.

"Maybe it's because Third Master has never suffered from hunger, nor has he experienced what stomach problems are like."

Qi Hanmu said nothing, but after Xia Yiqing pulled his hand away, he pinched her fingers and played with them carefully in his hand.

When he was with Xia Yiqing, he always had to hold something in his hand to feel at ease, as if the relationship between the two of them needed something to maintain, otherwise it would always seem that their fate was shallow, making him feel uneasy.

Now my hands are empty and cold, and my knuckles cannot bend. They are like frozen strawberries in cold weather. Even if they fall to the ground, they may not break into pieces.

After dealing with one thing after another, the long-lost dizziness and nausea came again. Qi Hanmu was originally lying back in the chair, but now he slowly bent forward, raised his hand, and rested his eyebrows on the back of his hand.

Luo Miao gently pushed the door open and came in, reporting in a low voice, "Third Master, the Madam is waiting at the foot of the mountain. Do you want her to come in?"

Qi Hanmu slowly opened his eyes, and his ink-black eyes were obviously much deeper. He looked at Luo Miao steadily, his tone deep.

"Who were you talking about just now?"

Realizing that he might have violated a taboo, Luo Miao quickly lowered his head and said, "Yes... the ex-wife."

I originally thought that I would feel better after removing those two words from my life, but I didn't expect that when I heard the word "ex-wife", the cough that had been held in my throat could no longer be held back.

“Ahem…”

When the weather gets cold, Qi Hanmu is prone to coughing and wheezing. At this moment, his emotions inexplicably surged, making the situation even worse, and he could hardly breathe.

When the scene in front of him darkened again, Qi Hanmu heard his own slightly tired voice, "Forget it, it's cold now, send her back and tell her that it's not convenient for me to see her."

"Third Master," Luo Miao didn't dare to hide it, "She's been waiting downstairs for almost half an hour. She said she won't leave until she sees you."

“Dongdong——”

The person who came in after knocking on the door was Qin Fei. If it were the previous him, he would probably have been sarcastic to Xia Yiqing, but now, he just lowered his head to check Qi Hanmu's body without saying anything extra.

"Qin Fei, what do you think about this matter?"

With an IV drip on the back of his hand, Qi Hanmu was transferred to the nursing bed. He was still a little breathless, but his eyes were as bright as cold stars as he stared at Qin Fei, like a lion lying in ambush in the corner. Even if his body was a little inconvenient, he should not be underestimated.

Yiyuan is isolated from the outside world, and it becomes even quieter at night.

Once the window was closed, even the birdsong outside disappeared. Besides, it was already the end of autumn, and apart from the sound of the wind, the entire master bedroom was utterly silent.

"She..." Qin Fei adjusted the flow rate of the IV drip on Qi Hanmu's hand while paying attention to the situation on Qi Hanmu's ECG monitor.

"To be honest, I thought she was a pretty good person. I never thought she could do something like this."

Luo Miao looked at Third Grandpa Qi, who was now pale and had a prominent collarbone, and lowered his head and did not dare to speak. In fact, the life and death of many people depended on the Third Grandpa's thoughts, but he did not know whether his wife had such good fortune.

After Qin Fei finished speaking, the master bedroom seemed to fall into an unspeakable silence again. No one spoke anymore, and even the sound of dripping water could be heard.

But suddenly, there was a faint sound outside. When I looked up, I saw silvery white drops falling. It was snowing.

Snowflakes flew down and landed on people's skin. It was the coldest when the snow melted, and there was not much protection at the foot of the mountain. If no one held an umbrella, it would be difficult to withstand it.

"Third Master," Luo Miao slowly raised his eyes, carefully looked at Qi Hanmu's expression, and tried to speak for Xia Yiqing.

"I think the weather is getting cold, and with the sudden snowfall, the guards at the foot of the mountain will inevitably be cold. How about I take some people, grab some hot packs and cotton clothes, and go down to take a look?"

The long needle pierced into the back of Qi Hanmu's hand, turning his fair skin purple. Infusion is always uncomfortable. The cold liquid flowing into the warm blood vessels will quietly take away the temperature of the person.

"Go ahead."

Qi Hanmu lowered his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he pursed his lips and said nothing.

A faint scar was still left on the right corner of his face, just below his eye. It didn't look too obvious. This was originally the best proof of his protection of Xia Yiqing, and also a good memory between the two of them.

But when Qi Hanmu raised his head and saw the scar reflected in the glass, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Forget it, just say something." He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. The throbbing of his solar plexus became more and more obvious, and even the upper half of his head was aching slightly.

"If she really has something to hide and feels sorry for me, then let her go. Don't wait for her downstairs. I won't see her."

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Luo Miao repeated the original sentence word for word to Xia Yiqing, who was shivering with cold.

"It's okay. Whether you want to see me or not is up to Third Master. Whether you can let Third Master see me is up to me. Tell Third Master that I didn't mean to do what happened tonight. I can explain it."

It was also Xia Yiqing's fault that she was young at the time. Even though she had experienced many things, she had never been loved by anyone. She didn't know that those who truly understood her didn't need excessive explanations. After thinking about it, they would naturally choose to believe her.

People who have not been beaten down by society always like to explain their behavior, thinking that they have their own reasons, but in fact, speaking out will not change anything.

After all, if you don't have the ability to turn the situation around, the best thing to do is to keep silent.

Luo Miao really couldn't stay any longer. After distributing cotton clothes and other things to the servants below, he nodded to Xia Yiqing, took a few steps back, turned around, and walked up the mountain.

The snow tonight doesn't make a loud sound, but it always makes people feel a little cold when it falls on them. When it melts on the body, the cold air will penetrate into the inside through the surface of the skin.

Jiangcheng was not so cold in previous years. Snow would only fall during the worst days of winter. But as if it was Dou E's injustice, it was only the end of autumn and snowflakes were falling from the sky.

Luo Miao followed Xia Yiqing's instructions and came to the study room with a worried look on his face. He then heard a series of coughs coming from inside.

This kind of rainy weather is unbearable for ordinary people, and people with poor health like Qi Hanmu suffer even more.