Xie Li was sold to a small mountain village as a child and was finally brought back to the wealthy Xie family after fifteen years.
A little country bumpkin flew into a wealthy family overnigh...
Xie Li handed a white porcelain bottle to Luo Zhihan, saying, "Here, your medicine."
She paused, then turned her head to look at him seriously. "Take this for three days first, and then I'll give you acupuncture. After that, you'll be fully recovered and no longer troubled by this heart ailment."
Her trip to the capital made her realize even more clearly Luo Zhihan's position in the Luo family.
His father seemed to only use him, not show him any affection.
Xie Li felt that this was not right. Someone as talented as Luo Zhihan should be the center of attention, not a pretty face or a useless person as others called her.
Luo Zhihan accepted the porcelain bottle, her eyes solemn: "Thank you, Lili."
Xie Li waved his hand casually, "You're welcome."
He paused, then continued, "Actually, you've been consistently taking the Sacred Heart Fruit, so the problem isn't really that serious. But you always misuse your internal energy..."
Xie Li frowned, somewhat hesitant, "A young master like you shouldn't be fighting and killing every day, right?"
He already had a heart condition, and he kept using his internal energy beyond his physical limits, which caused his body to show signs of depletion. If he doesn't get treatment soon, there's no guarantee that problems won't arise.
Luo Zhihan smiled and tapped her brow. "It won't happen again," he told her, as if making a promise.
Xie Li breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling completely at ease. Although the internal energy Luo Zhihan had just channeled had given her almost exhausted body some strength, she still didn't want to move.
"Did you come to pick me up to look at dresses?" Luo Zhihan had sent a message earlier, but she was in the alchemy room and only glanced at it before ignoring it.
The girl looked a little sleepy, and Luo Zhihan smiled and said, "You can take a nap in the car, and I'll wake you up when we get there."
Xie Li nodded, mustered her strength, and got into the car with Luo Zhihan before finally falling asleep peacefully.
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Xie Ziyuan was also preparing to head to the hotel.
She dressed up in a high-end custom-made dress worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, looking gentle, dignified, and poised. On her wrist was a piece of icy green jadeite worth millions of yuan, a gift from Ding Huizhu. Her makeup was exquisite, and her smile was gentle, making everyone stare in admiration. They showered her with compliments as if they were free.
Xie Ziyuan thanked everyone and followed Ding Huizhu to wait for the driver to bring the car up.
After waiting for a while, a car worth nearly a million yuan slowly came to a stop. It was the car that Xie Ziyuan used to ride in.
Xie Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, a hint of displeasure rising in her heart. She had already given instructions that she would ride in the new car Xie Zian had given her tonight, and he couldn't even handle such a small matter properly.
Ding Huizhu's face immediately darkened: "Where is Butler Wu? What kind of work is he doing? He can't even arrange the car properly?"
One of the servants stepped forward and answered, "Steward Wu is not here today; he took some men to the old master's place."
Xie Ziyuan was stunned for a long time before she understood what the other person meant.
Old Master Xie is already so weak, yet he still plans to hold a family reunion banquet for Xie Li, deliberately challenging her. Is he crazy?
Even if Butler Wu goes, so what? Old Master Xie can't manage the situation on his own. Who would give face to a butler?
Xie Ziyuan glanced at Ding Huizhu without showing any emotion. Sure enough, Ding Huizhu's expression changed drastically, and she had to take a deep breath to calm down.
His voice was indifferent: "He asked you to stay and check on things at home? Didn't he tell you that Ziyuan was going to ride in the car Zian was giving her today?"
"I said it, but do we really want to ride in the car that Young Master Zian sent?" The maid looked at Xie Ziyuan's dress with some difficulty. It was so ethereal and elegant that she couldn't possibly sit in it!
Ding Huizhu didn't understand the other party's predicament.