"Your uncle wants to see me?" Li Xiyue was very surprised.

She had already made things clear with Xu Xiangyang, and his uncle should also know that there was nothing between her and Xu Xiangyang, so why would he want to see her?

Xu Xiangyang said, "If you're willing, you can go. If you're not, I'll explain it to your uncle."

Li Xiyue hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll go with you."

Since she has a clear conscience, there's no harm in going to see him.

“The day I went to see you, I made things clear with Liu Hongshao, and she probably won’t bother you anymore,” Xu Xiangyang said on the way.

Li Xiyue thought to herself, "You're wrong. Liu Hongshao caused her trouble again later."

However, since he had already made things clear to Liu Hongshao, it was none of his business if she still came looking for trouble; it was Liu Hongshao's own problem.

It's a pity that Liu Hongshao, born into such a good family, squandered her good fortune for a man who didn't love her; it's truly heartbreaking.

It's impossible to sympathize with Liu Hongshao; she has only herself to blame for her current predicament, and she has no one else to blame.

“She doesn’t have time to bother me right now,” Li Xiyue said.

Xu Xiangyang nodded. She had heard about Liu Hongshao's matter, but it had nothing to do with him, so he didn't pay any attention to it.

They arrived at Xu Xiangyang's house in silence.

His house was quite large. Behind the main hall was the main house, and there were side rooms on the east and west sides. Xu Xiangyang's uncle, Xu Jianmin, lived in the east side room.

A woman who looked to be around twenty-two or twenty-three years old stood in the courtyard. She was fairly good-looking, but her skin was sallow and she looked haggard.

Upon seeing Li Xiyue, a hint of amazement flashed in the woman's eyes. She smiled and greeted her, "This must be Li Zhiqing, right?"

Just as rumored, she is a fairy-like person.

Li Xiyue looked at Xu Xiangyang with a puzzled expression.

Xu Xiangyang introduced, "This is Sister Xiulan."

"My name is Gao Xiulan, and my older sister is Gao Xiuzhi," the woman added with a smile.

It turns out she's the younger sister of Gao Xiuzhi, the women's director. How come she's at Xu Xiangyang's house? Xu Xiangyang calls her "sister," not "aunt," so she probably didn't marry into Xu Xiangyang's family.

Gao Xiulan noticed her confusion, lowered her head slightly, and said, "I'll talk about my matter later. Jianmin has been waiting for a long time. Xiangyang, you should take Li Zhiqing in first."

Xu Xiangyang nodded and led Li Xiyue into the east wing.

The room was dark, the windows were closed and the curtains were drawn, and there was a strange smell, but mostly a medicinal smell.

Xu Xiangyang walked to the window, pulled back the curtain, and opened the window. Sunlight rushed in, instantly dispelling the darkness and odor in the room.

Xu Jianmin, lying on the bed, was momentarily disoriented and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Li Xiyue looked at the bed and saw a very tall man, but he was very thin, so thin that he was unrecognizable. His cheeks were sunken, his cheekbones were prominent, and his complexion was sallow. He looked somewhat frightening at first glance.

He sat leaning against the headboard, his lower body covered with a thin blanket. Although he was very thin, he was clean and fresh, showing that he was well taken care of.

After a while, Xu Jianmin removed his hand and looked at the person by the bed. She had a tall and slender figure, fair and rosy skin, delicate features, and an oval face, looking like someone who had stepped out of a painting.

She possessed an air of composure and calmness beyond her years, and her clear, bright eyes were truly exceptional. Moreover, she was educated and skilled in medicine, which alone made her superior to most women.

No wonder my nephew fell for her; any man would be attracted to a woman like that.

"Xiangyang, you can go out." Xu Jianmin turned his gaze away and said to his nephew beside him.