Tang Zhiyi immediately looked up and saw two servants standing on the second-floor balcony, one holding a basketball and the other a volleyball.
The next second, it was thrown at her. Tang Zhiyi couldn't care less about anything else and could only run away in a panic, but the two servants seemed to have practiced before, and no matter where Tang Zhiyi hid, they could accurately hit her with the ball.
The butler had disappeared into the courtyard at some point, and the dim morning light was accompanied by screams.
"We have arranged a housewarming gift for Miss Tang as you instructed," the butler reported on the progress of the 'gift'.
Tang Qi twirled his pen, tugged at his tie, and a smile played on his lips, but it didn't reach his eyes.
"She will definitely love this wonderful gift."
Tang Qi's tone was indifferent, but it was unclear who this 'she' was referring to.
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At the college, the sports meet proceeded as scheduled, and the students in the class began to cheer for those participating in the competitions that day. No one even noticed that Tang Zhiyi had transferred schools overnight.
Lan Xing easily won the championships in shot put and 50m. With two exceptional athletes like Meng Wan and Lan Xing competing, it was a sure thing that their class would win the championship in this sports meet.
For three consecutive years, their class remained unchallenged as champions, bringing a perfect circle to the last activity of their three years of youth.
The afternoon competition is about to begin, and Meng Wan's long-distance run is the last event.
"Is your hand alright?"
"I applied the ointment, and it's gone down by more than half."
"Grandpa Chen's medicine is still so effective."
As the two were chatting, Peng Zhe came over with two cups of milk tea.
"Blue Star, Sister Wan, milk tea!" Peng Zhe noted down everyone's preferences and treated the whole class to milk tea. Of course, since he didn't see Tang Zhiyi, he automatically excluded her.
"Thanks." The two thanked them and took the drinks.
In this kind of weather, taking a sip of grape cheese tea and chewing on the tapioca pearls inside is simply the most comforting thing ever.
Lan Xing squinted her eyes and leaned lazily against the steps. Her old man had left after watching the morning's games since she didn't have a match in the afternoon, leaving Ji Sheng and the Meng brothers sitting in a row.
"No need for thanks. We won the championship this time thanks to you two big shots. You are the heroes!"
Lan Xing and Meng Wan exchanged a glance and chuckled softly.
"Sister Wan, good luck in the afternoon's match, don't get injured. I'm going to deliver milk tea to the others."
Meng Wan smiled and nodded, then waved to him.
"The last activities of senior year are coming to an end, and I feel a little sad for some reason. After entering university, everyone will go their separate ways, some going abroad, some going to universities in different regions, and some will have to learn to manage companies. We won't be as leisurely as we are now."
Blue Star is unusually sentimental.
"At least next semester, the three of us can still go to school like before and get together when we have free time."
Meng Wan did not refute Lan Xing's words, but rather than worrying about the future with sentimentality, she preferred to cherish the present and make sure she had no regrets in every moment.
"By the way, your Yan Nian has been staring at you resentfully all morning." Lan Xing nudged Meng Wan with her elbow with a teasing tone.
Meng Wan wasn't angry, nor did she display the shyness that most girls would have.
She nodded. "I'll go and comfort him after the competition."
Lan Xing's attempt to tease him backfired, and he ended up being force-fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
"Oh my, oh my, oh my, still trying to coax him."
Perhaps Lan Xing's expression was too irritating, Meng Wan couldn't help but laugh and slapped her.
"I'm going to the restroom." Lan Xing put the milk tea aside.
Meng Wan nodded, and after Lan Xing left, she turned her gaze to the investment section.
Yao Qinglin was whispering something in Yan Nian's ear. The next second, Yan Nian immediately stood up, the movement so sudden that it startled everyone around them.
Yan Nian would never do anything against the rules and etiquette in public, and Meng Wan had a gut feeling that something was wrong. Without hesitation, her eyes followed Yan Nian, and the moment she saw him leave his seat, she immediately followed him.
When Lanxing returned, the corner was empty except for two unfinished cups of milk tea.
She glanced at the investment section, only to find that Yan Nian was also gone.
Lan Xing picked up the milk tea, took a sip, and shook her head with a smile, thinking that the two had gone on a secret rendezvous.
On Meng Wan's side, however, there was none of the leisurely atmosphere seen on Lan Xing. Yan Nian rarely lost his composure, unless something happened to Jiang Yu.
She suppressed her unease and bumped into Yan Nian and Yao Qinglin, who were rushing out of the door.
"Wanwan!" Yan Nian's voice trembled slightly.
The two were childhood sweethearts, and Meng Wan could tell at a glance that Yan Nian was trying his best to suppress his emotions.
"Yan Nian, calm down, let's go there now."
Meng Wan hardly needed to ask what had happened.
She covered Yan Nian's ears, pressed her head against Yan Nian's forehead, and looked at him with a firm gaze.
"Inhale!"
Exhale!
Meng Wan spoke, and Yan Nian did as she was told. After doing it three times, Yan Nian finally calmed down a lot.
Without wasting any more time, the three stepped on the gas and quickly merged into the traffic on the main road.
Yan Nian held Meng Wan's hand tightly, his palms sweaty, revealing his tension and unease. Meng Wan said nothing, but placed her other hand on the back of his hand, silently comforting him.
No matter how ruthless and decisive he is in the business world, he is still just a teenager who has just come of age. He has already lost his beloved father and cannot bear the pain of losing his mother.
"Assistant Yao, what's the situation now?"
"Old Chen knew you were participating in the sports meet, so he contacted me directly. Madam's condition isn't very good right now, and Old Chen means... it's time."
Assistant Yao tried to phrase it tactfully, but the two of them were well aware of the meaning behind his words.
Meng Wan's pupils contracted slightly, but she still tried her best to keep her voice steady.
"Didn't you just start acupuncture recently?"
"The lady... is in great pain."
In other words, if Jiang Yu herself has no will to live, no matter how many times Chen Xiong performs acupuncture, it will all be in vain.
As expected, Meng Wan didn't ask any further questions. She knew that the Yan couple loved each other very much, but she never expected that even Yan Nian couldn't awaken Jiang Yu's will to live.
On one hand, there was her son's pleas; on the other, the pain of losing her beloved. For two whole years, she was unable to move or speak, yet she was consciously experiencing the world. How powerless and painful that must have been.
The atmosphere inside the car was so oppressive it was suffocating. Assistant Yao sped up, and thankfully there was no traffic at this time, so the three of them arrived more than ten minutes earlier than usual.
Before Yao Qinglin could park the car, the two got out and rushed to the second floor.
Inside the room, Chen Xiong, drenched in sweat, was giving Jiang Yu acupuncture, while the instruments beside him kept beeping. The housekeeper stood by, wiping Chen Xiong's sweat, silently praying for a miracle.
The two dared not utter a sound, standing at the doorway waiting for Chen Xiong to finish. Both were on high alert, even forgetting to separate their tightly clasped hands.
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