Late at night, Nie Yu received news that Butler Han had been seriously injured by Nie Zhenyuan. He immediately rushed back from the Li family. When he opened Butler Han's bedroom, he saw him lying on the bed covered in injuries, his face so pale that he was almost bloodless.
He gripped the doorknob so tightly that his fingernails had turned white.
"Young Master? You're finally back." Hearing the noise, Butler Han turned around and saw him. He tried to get up from the bed with his hands, but because he was too weak, he stumbled and almost fell.
"Don't move." Nie Yu reacted quickly, running to his side in three steps and helping him back onto the bed.
Only then did he realize that Butler Han's leg seemed lifeless, completely unresponsive to his movements. His pupils dilated as he stared at the leg, gritting his teeth, "What's wrong with your leg?"
Butler Han gently pulled his leg, which was dangling over the edge of the bed, back to its original position and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, young master. You should go back to your room and rest."
"Don't move! Let me see." Nie Yu tore open Han's trouser leg. His kneecap was completely broken, and his calf and thigh were almost only connected by skin and flesh.
Nie Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and the anger in his heart burned like gasoline, rising from his chest to the top of his head.
"I'm going to kill them," he said, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.
Over the years, the care and help that Butler Han had given him had made him no longer see him as a servant, but rather as a family member or a grandfather.
However, Nie Zhenyuan never treated him like a human being. When he was over fifty years old, he even broke one of his legs.
Nie Yu clenched his fists, exuding a murderous aura, and turned to walk upstairs.
"Young Master, please don't be impulsive, please don't be impulsive!" Butler Han grabbed his hand and cried out, "Young Master, now is not the time. You are still young. Not all of the men your uncle left behind are obedient to you. You must wait until you are fully capable and have a sure chance before you make a move against Nie Zhenyuan. It's not worth it for me, a man who is already halfway to the grave."
Nie Yu's eyes were red-rimmed, and her whole body trembled as she tried to control her anger.
He understood what Butler Han was saying; in fact, he understood it better than anyone else. The feud between him and Nie Zhenyuan couldn't be resolved overnight. They didn't care if they tormented themselves, but how could they possibly harm the people around them?
"Young Master, it's alright, I heard it's alright." Butler Han's voice softened, comforting him again and again.
Nie Yu's long-suppressed emotions finally collapsed at this moment. He sat on the edge of the bed, held Han's hand tightly for the first time, and promised, "Han, I will have Nie Zhenyuan return this leg to you."
At this moment, his desire for revenge had reached its peak.
Butler Han looked at him with a mixture of relief and concern, and patted his shoulder, saying, "Young Master, thank you for remembering me."
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In the following years, Nie Yu secretly developed his own power while remaining outwardly calm and collected.
In his life, Li Qingling seems to have become an indispensable part. Over the years, they have traveled to many places together, eaten many delicious foods together, and even spent each other's birthdays and many important holidays together.
Along his journey of growth, Li Qingling's optimism and tolerance became the best medicine to heal him, and he gradually transformed from an emotionless wandering soul into a young man with a refined and aloof appearance but a gentle heart.
On Nie Yu's nineteenth birthday, he once again received an invitation from Li Qingling and went alone to the beach they had visited together before.
In the car, he looked at the day he had circled in red on the calendar, a flash of hatred in his dark eyes.
"Young Master, everything is ready, we're just waiting for you." Hearing his subordinate's report on the other end of the phone, Nie Yu rolled down the car window.
The weather in August is not cool, but only by the sea, the damp air, carrying the scent of the ocean, blows to your nose, and your heart, polluted by the bright lights of the city, seems to be purified at this moment.
He had been waiting for this day for seven long years.
"Three hours later, after midnight, we will take action."
"yes."
After hanging up the phone, Nie Yu picked up the silver-rimmed glasses clipped to his chest and put them on.
This was a gift from Li Qingling to him for his eighteenth birthday. She always said that she had a very unique temperament, cold and aloof, without any warmth or human touch, but as long as she put on glasses, she would become refined and gentlemanly.
So ever since then, whenever Nie Yu sees her, he obediently puts on these glasses.
He opened the car door and got out. Suddenly, a beam of light streaked across the dark night sky. Then, the light exploded with a "bang," and the scattered sparks formed two small figures, namely Nie Yu and Li Qingling.
Fireworks illuminated the dark sky and also lit up the girl running on the beach.
She wore a pure white dress, her long hair tied into a ponytail with a white lace ribbon, and she walked barefoot on the soft sand. Even the wind caressed her forehead, blowing her stray hairs into youthful curves.
"You're here? Look, isn't this firework beautiful?" Li Qingling turned her head and stared blankly at the distant sky. The firework left its reflection in her clear eyes. Although it was only fleeting, it seemed to exist in her mind forever.
"Beautiful." Nie Yu said gently, but his eyes never left Li Qingling's face.
"You didn't even look at it and you still say it's beautiful?" Li Qingling turned around and met his burning gaze, asking him with a mix of shyness and amusement.
"The reflection in your eyes is even more beautiful." Nineteen-year-old Nie Yu could say sweet nothings almost effortlessly, of course, only when the other person was Li Qingling.
Li Qingling blushed crimson at his double entendre, covering her burning cheeks with her hands and deliberately pointing at the fireworks, saying, "The ones over there are so beautiful too, I want to get closer!"
She cheered and ran towards the beach, but halfway there, as if remembering something, she turned back and shouted at Nie Yu amidst the exploding fireworks, "Nie Yu, when you're a few years older, will you start thinking about dating?"
Despite the sounds of fireworks and cheers from passersby, Nie Yu clearly heard Li Qingling's question.
He cleared his throat and shouted back, mimicking her tone, "I can't!"
"Why?" Li Qingling cupped her hands to her mouth and continued to ask.
Because by the time he was nineteen, his heart was already beating only for one person.
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