Xiao Jinhan stared directly into her bright eyes, his expression cold, as if trying to discern something within them.

However, Tang Yujiao's eyes showed no other expression, only confusion.

Tang Yaoyao approached her, took the apple from her hand, and said in a low voice with gratitude, "I came back to get something, sister. Thank you for telling me about second brother..."

Tang Yujiao looked at the apple in her hand without saying anything.

Tang Yaoyao hadn't called her "sister" for a long time, and she hadn't even eaten the apples Tang Yaoyao peeled for a long time.

"But I hope you can help me keep this a secret from Dad, okay?"

Tang Yujiao nodded: "His health wasn't very good to begin with, and I didn't want him to be too emotionally affected because of you. Is your second brother feeling better now?"

"Still under observation," she said truthfully, then thanked her again, "Thank you."

Tang Yujiao shook her head, looked at her red eyes, and sighed softly: "Yao'er, you should go back first and take care of your business."

"Hmm." She said, lowering her head to look at the apple in her hand, and asked softly, "Can I have this apple? I haven't eaten all day and I'm a little hungry."

"Sure, would you like some milk? I'll get it for you."

Tang Yaoyao looked very tired at the moment. She shook her head and said, "No need, I don't have much of an appetite."

After that, she and Xiao Jinhan left the Tang family.

Once in the car, Tang Yaoyao kept looking at the apple in her hand.

She wasn't hungry; she just wanted to see if the apple had actually been peeled by a left-handed person.

She's always been very careful. What if Tang Yujiao knew she and Xiao Jinhan were behind her back and deliberately peeled an apple with her right hand to show her?

However, she looked at it from left to right and saw that the apple was peeled very well.

Tang Yujiao is indeed not left-handed.

Therefore, she didn't do it herself; she must have hired someone else.

At this point, the only person she can suspect is Tang Yujiao.

The other servants came from poor families and had no deep-seated hatred towards her, nor did they have the money to do such a thing.

Pulling himself out of his thoughts, he looked out the car window and said in a low voice, "Fourth Brother, this is likely to be a protracted battle."

He nodded, admitting it, and then said, "Don't go back to the Tang family for now."

He didn't want anything to happen to her, not even the slightest harm.

She nodded. "Mm."

Xiao Jinhan stared straight ahead, his voice, as melodious as a heavenly melody, softened slightly: "Don't think about anything else. I'll take you back to the old house first, get a good night's sleep, and then I'll take you to see your second brother, okay?"

The last two words deeply moved her.

Not wanting to worry him anymore, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

...

the next day.

Fu Jincheng woke up.

Early in the morning, Xiao Jinhan took Tang Yaoyao to the hospital.

Although she knew she wasn't responsible for her second brother's injury, she couldn't escape the fact that she was also involved, and the self-blame and guilt in her heart hadn't completely disappeared.

Pushing open the door to the ward, I saw my second brother lying half-reclined on the bed, still extremely weak.

Inside the room, besides her brothers, Uncle Qin, and her sister-in-law, there was another face that was both strange and familiar. Her heart trembled uncontrollably.

When the girl turned around and saw Tang Yaoyao, her eyes, which were filled with tears, were filled with hatred, and she lunged at her.

He blocked her at the door and questioned her, "You despicable woman, are you going to hurt Brother Jincheng again?"