Yun Nuan had a very long dream in which she became a ghost, drifting around.
She saw Yun's parents taking good care of the child, their faces brimming with happiness, and the two chatting in their spare time.
“I went to pray to Buddha a while ago, and the monk said that something about us has returned to its rightful place and that a blessed person does not enter the door of the unblemished. He kept shaking his head at me. Does he know something?”
Yun's father was exhausted after a long day and didn't want to hear her say these things; he could only blame her for overthinking.
“Our son is perfectly fine, isn’t he? It’s normal for Yun Nuan to pass away. We haven’t mistreated her all these years. Medical expenses and such are huge expenditures every year. We, as parents, have already done more than enough.”
Yunmu looked at her sleeping son, still feeling worried.
Having learned from past mistakes, she was always afraid that Chaoyang would suddenly fall ill for no apparent reason, just like Yunnuan.
This is her heart and soul.
"Alright, don't overthink it. At worst, we can donate to charity, right? We haven't done anything immoral. Blame God for making Yun Nuan sick and taking her away."
After finishing his speech, Yun's father went inside, and Yun's mother followed him in, carrying her son.
The ghost should be emotionless, but her heart ached more than ever before, gripping her tightly and refusing to let go.
She had been gently held by her mother, and her father had tenderly told her bedtime stories, but all of that was gone after she fell ill.
The person in her hospital room had changed. The girl next door who liked listening to audiobooks had been discharged, and a new patient had moved into the room. They exchanged a few pleasantries and then didn't talk much, because no one knew whether the other person would still be in the room the next second.
She drifted for a long time, and finally sat alone in the darkness. She looked around and saw nothing, and felt a chill in the air.
"Is this hell? It's a bit strange. The book says that in hell you'll meet Meng Po, drink Meng Po's soup, and cross the Naihe Bridge. There's nothing here. Could I have arrived at the eighteenth level of hell? Well, that should be it. I lied to Qin Yan and still owe him so much money. It's only right that he cursed me."
She drifted alone in the darkness, unable to find an exit or any light.
"Yun Nuan, you should wake up. Sleeping too long will only make you worse off." A gentle voice came from above, filled with pleading.
A sliver of light shone through, becoming the only hope in the darkness. The voice sounded somewhat familiar, she thought blankly.
"Nuan Nuan, it's time to wake up."
Who is calling her? Is it her name? But it's been so long since anyone has called her so gently. It must be an illusion. She is floating in mid-air, facing the light.
The sound disappeared, and the light that followed also vanished.
Darkness enveloped her again, and she thought to herself that this was the place she should be, falling into boundless darkness, all alone, so that she wouldn't be abandoned as a burden.
No one could tolerate her unconditionally. Besides her numerous illnesses and unreasonable temper, she was certain that everyone would leave her in the long run.
Qin Yan's workplace had changed to the hospital room. When the secretary arrived with the documents, she was slightly surprised and walked a little louder. One look from President Qin made her not dare to breathe.
After reading the documents, President Qin handed them to her, whispered a few instructions, and then asked her to leave. Cindy was a little hesitant because she still had some important responsibilities on her shoulders.
"President Qin, the board of directors hopes you can return to Qin's office."
Qin Yan didn't even stop what he was doing, but simply replied in a low voice, "Tell them that if they want me to manage the company, they shouldn't interfere too much. If they don't accept that, then I'll step down from my management position starting tomorrow."
The secretary clicked her tongue, not expecting President Qin to say such a thing. She wisely shut her mouth and obediently returned to the company with the message. When she came out, she looked at the person on the hospital bed, who had been in a coma for more than half a month and showed no signs of waking up.
"Is there anything else?" Qin Yan appeared behind her at some point, his brows furrowed, and asked her with a hint of hostility.
Cindy quickly shook her head, grabbed the documents, and fled.
As she left the ward, she patted her chest and said, "So that's why Assistant Wen didn't come. It turns out President Qin is in a bad mood!"
Presumably worried about disturbing Yun Nuan, Qin Yan moved his office to the hospital next door, which he had invested in and built, and arranged a private ward for him there.
Since Qin Yan's leg recovered, many people have wanted to find him. The socialites were even more regretful, seeing that Qin Yan not only didn't have a limp, but also became the largest shareholder of the Qin family overnight, firmly grasping the Qin family in his hands.
In the group "The upper class circle and me, the lower class"
Guan Mingyue: "Mr. Qin is indeed a man of great things. He endured for a while and eventually became the biggest winner."
Xie Huaqin: "Oh no, my dead heart is beating again. President Qin has a more mature and composed air about him than before. My god, he's a mature, steady, and aloof beauty. I love him even more now."
Jiang Miao: "You didn't say that when your leg wasn't healed. You sighed about how regrettable it was all night."
Xie Huaqin didn't refute the exposé, but just sighed, and then thought of Yun Nuan. It had been so long, and it seemed like she hadn't heard from her again.
"Does anyone know anything about Yun Nuan? I think she's the biggest winner. She's engaged to President Qin, and he even admitted it at the last banquet. My god, I'm so jealous!"
Xie Huaqin sent a lot of envious emojis, but no one replied for a long time, so she pouted and went to chat with someone else.
Jiang Miao couldn't bring herself to talk to Yun Nuan, who was still lying in a hospital bed, her fate unknown.
Qin Yan already had many suitors, and now her net worth has doubled, with only more likely to follow. I wonder if she'll have any second thoughts after she wakes up.
And what if a man like Qin Yan later decides that Yun Nuan is no longer helpful and then abandons her? It's not that Jiang Miao is overthinking things; there are too many such cases in the industry.
Many people secretly came to inquire about Qin Yan, probably because they saw her exchange a few words with Qin Yan at the banquet, something she hadn't expected.
At first, he only wanted to take care of Yun Nuan, but he ended up getting such a big advantage. The Lin family was the same. Since Qin Yan returned to the Qin family, they have taken good care of both families. Some people even said that Qin Yan might have taken a fancy to Jiang Miao.
Jiang Miao found these words absurd. Qin Yan did this because of Yun Nuan, and they helped Qin Yan because of Yun Nuan.
Qin Yan spends all his time in the hospital. Since leaving the Qin family that day, he has not appeared in public again, and he does not answer the calls from Old Master Qin.
Those who wanted to find him went to the Qin family but came up empty-handed; some even went to plead with Old Master Qin.
Old Master Qin's face was ashen. Qin Yan didn't even give him face, and didn't even know his whereabouts. He was so angry that he was trembling. This was the kind of person his Qin family had raised. He was really cold-blooded!
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