But the way she bit her lip made her both lovable and pitiful, so Ye Xingchen couldn't help but soften his blow with the stick.
"Forget it." Ye Xingchen tossed the bamboo in his hand aside with a hint of helplessness. "Remember this: if you have any problems in the future, come at me. Otherwise... it won't be so simple next time."
Ye Xingchen left after speaking, without putting her down.
Si Qianyu gritted her teeth, clasped her hands together, broke free from her restraints, and then plopped down on the ground.
She was breathing softly, her buttocks still a little sore, but she felt mostly pleasure.
She could hardly believe it; did she have masochistic tendencies? Although she was unwilling to admit it, her body couldn't lie.
"Ye Xingchen, I will definitely kill you, I swear!" she roared, placing all the blame on Ye Xingchen.
When Ye Xingchen returned to the hospital, Zhen was already able to walk freely.
Because he had been asleep for many years and hadn't spoken for a long time, his vocal cords were somewhat affected, and his speech sounded a little unnatural.
But she was able to move freely and remembered most of her things.
"Ye, thank you so much, thank you for saving my sister." Richard excitedly grasped Ye Xingchen's hands, unsure of what to say.
"Your sister has been asleep for too long, and her muscles have atrophied somewhat. I have a set of massage techniques and a set of methods to strengthen her body, which I will give to you later." Ye Xingchen examined her body: "In addition, her body is too depleted, so this prescription is to replenish her qi and essence."
Ye Xingchen wrote out a prescription, gave the doctor's instructions, and then left the hospital.
"Ye, wait a minute." Just as I stepped out the door, a voice called out from behind me.
Ye Xingchen turned around and saw Yu'er hurriedly chasing after him from behind.
"What, is there something else?" Ye Xingchen asked, "Do you still remember our bet?"
“Of course I remember. If your Starry Sky Group ever expands its pharmaceutical business into overseas markets, I will endorse it for you free of charge,” Yur said earnestly.
"And I apologize to you for what happened today, and I thank you for it."
"No need for thanks. Richard and I have a deal, and it's only right that I heal my sister for him," Ye Xingchen said calmly.
“I want to ask you something. I know Jane’s injuries better than anyone else. She was basically not going to wake up, but you saved her with acupuncture. I want to know what the principle behind that is.” Yul asked with eager eyes.
"It's very complicated, and it's really hard to explain," Ye Xingchen said. "In your words, it doesn't conform to common scientific sense."
"Why can something that defies common sense save lives?" Yul's expression became even more puzzled.
“Young man, you must remember that the end of science is theology,” Ye Xingchen said with a slight smile. “If you learn more about the mystical myths of China, you will understand.”
After Ye Xingchen finished speaking, he patted Yu'er's shoulder and left, leaving Yu'er looking puzzled.
The next day, at the hotel where Xia Jingyi was staying.
"This is the contract between Zhanke Group and us, along with their relevant technical documents and the key on the USB drive."
When Ye Xingchen placed these items in front of Xia Jingyi, she was utterly astonished: "Where did you get all this?"
"I then found Richard and had a serious talk with him," Ye Xingchen said with a slight smile. "He's a very reasonable person, and he was moved by me, so he signed the contract."
"He's known for being treacherous and cunning; he's not someone easy to talk to," Xia Jingyi said, looking at Ye Xingchen with a puzzled expression.
She sensed something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on it, since Ye Xingchen looked completely sincere.
"They're not too difficult to communicate with, quite easy to talk to," Ye Xingchen smiled.
"Thank you, I owe you a favor." Xia Jingyi put away the contract and USB drive. "I'll treat you to lunch as a token of my gratitude."
"Okay." Ye Xingchen nodded. This was the first time in his life that he had eaten with his family.
At noon, Ye Xingchen and Xia Jingyi were having lunch together in a hotel that wasn't particularly high-end.
Su Ruochu had been waiting by the side the whole time. Ye Xingchen was very curious about this girl, and when she went out to get something, he couldn't help but ask, "Aunt Xia, is your assistant not very talkative?"
"Her name is Ruochu. The Su family of Yanjing was originally a scholarly family, but twenty-two years ago, the Su family was tragically wiped out. A fire burned the Su family to the ground, and her relatives were never found." Xia Jingyi sighed softly.
“She was a pitiful child. At the time, I was desperately searching for my own child and, out of empathy, I took her with me.”
"The Su family? Since they're a scholarly family, they shouldn't have any deep-seated grudges with anyone, right? This fire seems rather inexplicable," Ye Xingchen said.
“It’s revenge, but the specifics are unclear, and there are no clues,” Xia Jingyi said. “She loves reading and often spends the whole day in my father’s study.”
"Perhaps it was due to innate intelligence, or perhaps it was divine favor, that I was able to glean the power of Confucianism and Taoism from books."
Ye Xingchen nodded slowly. Su Ruochu was loyal to her mother. If there was a chance, Ye Xingchen would have to find a way to help her avenge this.
"Ms. Xia." Just then, an uninvited guest arrived; it was An Zhiguo.
"What are you doing here?" Xia Jingyi frowned slightly.
“Don’t misunderstand, I’m here in a private capacity today. I want to talk about what happened between me and this kid.” An Zhiguo pointed at Ye Xingchen.
“There’s nothing to talk about, and there’s no possibility of reconciliation between us.” Ye Xingchen stared at him: “Unless you don’t want to avenge your son anymore.”
A hint of murderous intent flashed in An Zhiguo's eyes, but he forcibly suppressed his anger: "I can overlook those things, Ye Xingchen, I came here today with sincerity."
"Huh, you're not even going to avenge your son? Fine, I believe you're sincere. Tell me what you want to do." Ye Xingchen looked at him in surprise.
He had killed the man's son, and the man had a younger son. Although it wouldn't make him childless, shouldn't this guy be eager to devour him alive?
He must have come here for the Soul-Locking Pill recipe. What benefits did the Japanese give him that made him go to such lengths, even neglecting to avenge his own son?
“Sato Matsuichi wants to cooperate with you. They will invest in Xingchen Group, taking a 30% stake,” An Zhiguo said. “You can name your price. They will only invest and will not participate in your research and development or marketing, nor will they participate in any other aspect of your company.”
"Hmm, they'll infiltrate the company, then gradually corrupt my employees, using intimidation and blackmail to recruit them, and eventually undermine me? In the end, won't my company still belong to them?" Ye Xingchen laughed.
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