"Don't worry, I've been thinking about this. I'll have Lu Chuan give me a heads-up. Shen Gou just needs a good brother to backstab him. Let's kill him." Qin Shuang said maliciously.
If Qin Shuang hadn't known that Shen Gou would definitely have people guarding Xia Chu, and hadn't been worried that a direct confrontation would hurt Xia Chu, she would have already led her men in to storm in.
"By the way, what are your plans regarding the Ye family? I heard Ye Boyun called you. Is there anything you need me to do?"
Qin Shuang asked.
Xu Qingyun remembered Ye Boyun's phone call.
At that time, Ye Boyun said he wanted to see her, but her health had not recovered. If she went to the Ye family and encountered danger again, she would only cause trouble for Ji Hanchen and the others.
If Ye Boyun really needs to see her, he will come to the hospital to see her!
**
the next day.
Xu Qingyun's body is still very weak, and she spends most of her time sleeping.
She fell asleep again in the morning and didn't know what time she woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Huo Yan sitting on the edge of the bed, flipping through a photo album.
Seeing Xu Qingyun open her eyes, Huo Yan raised an eyebrow, "Little sister, you're awake?"
Xu Qingyun's voice was hoarse, "Huo Yan, what brings you here?"
"You have no manners, call me brother." Huo Yan feigned anger.
Xu Qingyun didn't refuse, "Brother."
"Good boy. Come here, I'll show you something good." Huo Yan said, placing the photo album on his lap beside the bed.
He pulled the stool forward a bit, and the brother and sister huddled together.
"Do you know who she is?" Huo Yan asked.
Xu Qingyun was stunned for a moment, "It's my...grandmother."
The person in the photo looks almost exactly like her mother, yet there are still differences.
Huo Yan smiled and nodded, "Yes, our maternal grandmother."
Adding this thought to himself, Huo Yan said, "She is also an exceptionally beautiful woman."
Xu Qingyun gave a soft "Mmm".
She remembered the information Shen Luo had given her: her maternal grandmother's name was Fu Yue, and she died when her mother was a teenager.
"Brother, why are you showing me this?"
Huo Yan laughed, "You'd better keep this safe; it'll be very useful later."
"What's it for?" Xu Qingyun pressed.
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