Lin Wanyue felt that her reasoning was very reasonable and well-founded.

But Qi Sichen didn't think so at all!

Qi Sichen looked at the little girl in silence, unable to explain for a long time.

In the end, all he could say was, "I'm not his father."

"Hmm~ okay." Lin Wanyue felt that this man probably had some unspeakable secret. The two looked quite alike, and it wouldn't be so convincing to say that they weren't.

Lin Wanyue's perfunctory manner made it seem as if she didn't believe it at all.

Qi Sichen was so angry that he couldn't help but reach out and pinch her little face, but he couldn't explain it, so he could only grit his teeth and remain silent.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Wanyue became even more convinced that she had guessed correctly.

But why doesn't this father dare to acknowledge his son?

Who would know the private affairs of these wealthy families?

Qi Sichen couldn't bring himself to explain, and he felt that the child was only four or five years old, yet he understood so much.

It seems that precocious children are not necessarily a good thing.

"Since you say you've already gotten rid of all those ghosts, will he encounter ghosts again in the future?" He simply skipped over this topic and asked Lin Wanyue.

That's hard to say.

Lin Wanyue frowned in distress; she had only forcibly annihilated those female ghosts.

However, if Qi Yuan's constitution and birth date cannot be changed, he will likely still encounter female ghosts who want to be his "stepmother".

This only addresses the symptoms, not the root cause.

“I’ll pay more,” Qi Sichen said firmly.

"Great! Great!" Lin Wanyue's eyes lit up immediately, and she patted her chest, saying, "Leave it to me."

It's difficult to cure the root cause, but in order to earn money, Lin Wanyue has transformed into a diligent little bee. With a wiggle of her bottom, she nimbly climbed down from the edge of the bed.

She asked Qi Sichen to go out and fetch a bowl of extremely yang water, and then quietly took out a talisman from her sleeve.

"Extreme Yang Water? What is that?" Qi Sichen asked, puzzled.

"It's rainwater collected at noon on the Dragon Boat Festival and Double Ninth Festival. It can cure all poisons and boost yang energy," Lin Wanyue said.

It's almost October now, and it's still the middle of the night. Forget about the Dragon Boat Festival or the Double Ninth Festival; it's still several hours away from noon!

Seeing Qi Sichen's troubled expression, Lin Wanyue immediately said, "Just go to the pharmacy and buy it; they'll definitely have it in stock!"

Qi Sichen walked outside with some doubt.

Of course, he couldn't possibly go to the pharmacy to buy some kind of "Extreme Yang Water" so late at night; instead, he immediately gave the order to his subordinates.

Taking advantage of this time, Lin Wanyue filled a large bowl with spiritual spring water from the villa, stirred the talisman in it, and carefully held it to Qi Yuan's lips, intending to force him to drink it.

Qi Yuan had been running a high fever and had been unconscious for several hours, meaning he hadn't eaten or drunk anything for almost a day.

Now that he was finally feeling a little better, and water was brought to his lips, he immediately drank several mouthfuls without realizing it, quenching his thirst and moisturizing his throat and lips.

"Cough..." Qi Yuan slowly opened his eyes, his vision still a little blurry.

As his vision cleared, he saw a very cute little girl looking at him with concern.

The little girl looked to be only four or five years old. Her delicate, fair face was rosy, and her large, watery eyes twinkled like bright stars.

And those soft little hands were already touching his forehead. The little hands were chubby, like freshly steamed buns, warm and soft, melting one's heart.

I'm so delirious, I feel like I'm seeing a fairy?

Qi Yuan looked at the little girl in front of him and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

At that very moment.

Qi Sichen opened the door and came in, and Lin Weiming, who had been waiting anxiously outside, also came over.

Just then, they saw the sickly little boy staring intently at their daughter.

"?" Lin Weiming had been anxiously waiting outside, and now his anger flared up. He rushed forward, taking three steps at a time, and snatched the bowl from Lin Wanyue's hand.

“A grown man shouldn’t need someone to feed him water!” Lin Weiming said unhappily. “Open your mouth.”

"..." Qi Yuan had never seen this person before, but seeing that he was tall and strong with a fierce look, and after hearing Lin Weiming's order, he quickly shook his head frantically.

He didn't ask anyone to feed him!

"Open your mouth and drink this water!" Lin Weiming glanced at the bowl in his hand. Although he didn't know what the ash floating in the water was, it must be something good that his daughter had brought him!

Judging from the little guy's sickly appearance, he probably came to see his daughter for treatment.

"What is this?" Qi Yuan also saw the gray ash floating in the bowl and thought it must be something unclean and disgusting.

He doesn't want to drink anymore!

He had never drunk anything so filthy in his life.

"Little brother, you're sick. You need to take medicine to get better faster." A soft and clear voice rang out from the side. The little girl with the adorable face like a peach looked at him with concern.

“…Okay.” Qi Yuan looked at her, and his timid and frail body seemed to have gained great courage. He nodded.

Seeing his expression, Lin Weiming felt even more unhappy.

That brat, looking so thin and sickly, yet he has such good taste, falling for his daughter!

His daughter is good, but is such a sickly boy good enough for her?

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