Xiaoxi got out of the car some distance from the manor.
It was barely dawn when she took out a woven bag from the road, adjusted the contents, and said with a glimmer of hope, "What if these disguises don't come in handy?"
But that wishful thinking soon proved unfounded.
The manor was brightly lit, and the gatekeeper was already shouting at the top of his lungs, "Miss is back!"
Then many people rushed out.
Xiao Xi was dragged back to the main building by Ye Yichen.
"Brother! Brother! I was wrong, please don't hit me, please don't hit me!"
Xiao Xi ran all over the hall, so agile that even Ye Yichen's long legs couldn't keep up with her short legs.
They ran and chased each other for quite a while.
Xiaoxi saw that her brother was still wearing his formal attire for the party, and his eyes were red. He must have been worried all night, and now he was upset because of her.
Suddenly feeling guilty towards her brother, she leaped over the sofa and pounced on Ye Yichen.
"Brother, go ahead and hit him! If it makes you feel better, then go ahead and hit him."
Ye Yichen immediately hugged his younger sister tightly.
How could I bear to hit him?
"Brother, I'm sorry, Xiaoxi just wanted to go out and sell some things!"
"Why would you need to spend the whole night buying something? I've always said that whatever Xiaoxi wants, I'll give it to you."
Ye Yichen then noticed the large woven bag his sister had dropped on the ground: the bag was torn, revealing stacks of yellow paper inside. Why did his sister always like such strange things?
My sister's hair is all messy now, her bun is crooked, and her face and body are dirty.
Ye Yichen's eyes immediately welled up with tears, and he hugged his sister tightly again.
He seemed to see that little beggar girl again.
It's because I'm not good enough. I never knew what my sister really wanted, what she liked, or how to make her truly happy.
Xiaoxi had no idea that her brother was overthinking things again. She was all dirty now because she had been in someone else's ancestral home, hitting people and dismantling beams.
However, Xiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief after finally appeasing her brother.
Suddenly, Ye Yichen's phone rang.
"Young Master Chen, Mr. Mo is not doing well. You must come immediately, and be quick!"
Ye Yichen's face turned pale, and he put Xiaoxi down.
"Xiaoxi, your brother has to go out. Be good at home."
Then Ye Yichen hurriedly went upstairs to change his clothes.
When Xiaoxi heard the phone call, her heart skipped a beat; she knew her brother's teacher was dying.
She quickly changed her clothes and came downstairs, just in time to see her brother's long legs about to step out into the hallway.
"elder brother!"
Xiao Xi rushed over and hugged Ye Yichen tightly.
"Brother, you absolutely must take Xiaoxi with you this time! You have to take Xiaoxi with you!"
Her eyes were incredibly serious and determined, brooking no argument.
Without giving it much thought, Ye Yichen picked up Xiao Xi and left, relying solely on a sliver of intuition.
In a small building in a villa area in the city.
Mr. Mo, my brother's teacher, lay quietly on the hospital bed. He was already emaciated, but his belly was abnormally large.
On the bus, Xiaoxi already knew that her brother's teacher, Mr. Mo, had colon cancer.
Beside the hospital bed, the tubes of many instruments had been removed, proving that Mr. Mo had just stopped having a heartbeat.
Beside the hospital bed stood a young doctor in a white coat and an elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctor with a long beard, both with their heads bowed in sorrow. Mr. Mo's butler wept silently nearby.
Ye Yichen rushed into the room with his sister and witnessed this scene.
"Teacher, teacher!"
Ye Yichen grasped Mr. Mo's hand, and tears welled up in her eyes.
He started learning from Mr. Mo when he was very young. Mr. Mo taught him how to navigate the business world like a battlefield and how to maneuver skillfully in high society.
His relationship with Mr. Mo was that of both teacher and father.
Ye Yichen felt as if he were being suffocated by a winter blizzard.
"Dr. Yang, when did the teacher leave?"
About five minutes ago.
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