Chapter 258 No One



"He is our friend." An Yan replied and motioned for him to move aside.

But Sima Jixuan was not ready to move away. He leaned against the wall with one hand and said, "My uncle is the only relative who treats me well. I was naturally angry when I saw him lying in bed with injuries like that. But after asking around, I found out that it was Bai Shichen's friends who beat him up. What can I do? I can only pretend to do something. I planned to burn a pile of waste grass so that I could give an explanation to my uncle. Who could have thought that it would burn so quickly? I never expected it." At the same time, he raised his hand and said, "Look, my hand was burned while trying to put out the fire. What can I do?"

Several of his fingers were bruised and burned, and the wounds had not been properly treated. This made An Yan stop blaming him after all. She thought that he was young and it was possible that he did not think things through, and there was no point in arguing with a child.

Sima Jixuan added: "I came here today to explain to him, but I didn't expect to meet you."

An Yan motioned for him to move aside.

Seeing that An Yan's expression had eased and she no longer blamed him, Sima Jixuan thought that his trick had worked. He stepped back and said, "I'll go first, so that you won't be unhappy."

"Don't you want to treat the wound on your hand?" An Yan asked.

"It hurts a lot." Sima Jixuan answered irrelevantly, and then said, "The previous injury didn't seem to be healed, but it's nothing. Let it be. It's a punishment for me."

"Come on, come back with me, I'll help you treat your wound." An Yan said and turned to go to the ward first.

Sima Jixuan's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes sparkled with pride, and then he strode back behind her.

Wen Jiaer woke up because of thirst and was drinking water. He actually didn't know that Sima Jixuan was the man's nephew, nor did he think that he had set the fire intentionally. After all, he was really there trying his best to help put out the fire, although the effect was not great.

An Yan walked into the ward and explained how she met Sima Jixuan and his relationship with the middle-aged man that day.

Li Rongsen did not express his opinion. In the end, it was Wen Jiaer who spoke up and said, "If possible, let's end this matter here."

Sima Jixuan smiled politely and said, "I am most afraid that An Yan will be in trouble. My uncle deserves it. He was the one who made the mistake first."

An Yan had already taken out medicine and cotton yarn from her bag and said to Sima Jixuan, "Come here and treat the wound."

Sima Jixuan happily sat down next to her, handed her his hand again, and said, "I don't know what's wrong, this hand always seems to be not fully healed."

"You didn't take your medicine on time." An Yan said, while helping him clean the wound.

"I ate on time." Sima Jixuan said to her seriously.

An Yan felt his pulse and said, "When did you learn to drink alcohol? This will reduce the effectiveness of the medicine by half."

"I have no choice now. I have many social events and I have to drink." Sima Jixuan told her, and then said, "An Yan, I plan to build a super large amusement park on that island. What do you think?"

"It's up to you. I don't understand these things." An Yan applied ointment to his hand again, wrapped it with gauze, and said, "Don't touch water today, and it will be healed."

"If it's not good, can I come to you?" Sima Jixuan asked.

An Yan raised her eyes to look at him and said, "You should drink less and try not to drink, otherwise it will really be delayed."

"How about this, you accompany me to socialize, and you tell them that I can't drink, otherwise they won't believe it."

"You really talk like a child." An Yan frowned.

Li Rongsen also frowned. He thought Sima Jixuan was just flirting with An Yan, and couldn't help but say, "It's late. You should go back."

Wen Jiaer looked at Li Rongsen's face because of what he said and found that he seemed to dislike this young man.

Sima Jixuan smiled at Li Rongsen and said, "Please see me off. I have something important to tell you."

Li Rongsen did not refuse. He stood up to see Sima Ruoxuan off.

The first thing Sima Jixuan said after he walked out of the ward was: "What are you doing? Your love rival is someone else, and it's not me."

"What did you say?" Li Rongsen was touched by his words and became annoyed for a moment, but fortunately he had strong self-control and did not show it.

"Do you know what An Yan said to me just now?" Sima Jixuan asked him.

Li Rongsen naturally didn't know, but he really wanted to know, but he didn't want to ask Sima Jixuan to tell him.

Sima Jixuan chuckled and said, "I didn't bother with him because of An Yan's face. An Yan looked like he wanted to strangle me to death just because I wanted to investigate."

Li Rongsen frowned and stared at Sima Jixuan without saying a word.

Sima Jixuan added: "The two of us are no longer qualified to be each other's rivals in love." After saying this, he walked away.

Li Rongsen took a deep breath, sneered, and secretly laughed at how vicious this little brat was, using such a mean trick to sow discord, but he had to admit that An Yan was indeed very good to Wen Jiaer.

The next day, Wen Jiaer completed the discharge procedures and moved to Li Rongsen's home.

Yan Qingqiu had already made preparations. It would be more accurate to say that Xiaohua prepared everything for him rather than that he did, so everything was arranged very well.

Even Anyan couldn't help but praise him, saying, "I really can't believe you cleaned it up so well, maybe you hired a military advisor."

"Hey, I am also a different man." Yan Qingqiu boasted with a little pride.

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Li Rongsen chuckled and said to Wen Jiaer, "See if you need anything else. Don't be polite. Just tell me directly."

"Nothing is missing." Wen Jiaer signaled him not to be polite.

An Yan added: "We'll come here to cook these few days, so you don't have to worry about what to eat."

The smile on Li Rongsen's face fell a little, but when he realized it, he quickly restored his previous smile.

The happiest person was Yan Qingqiu. He quickly asked, "Can I make a request? I'll place an order."

"You're so beautiful. Just eat whatever we cook and don't talk nonsense." An Yan glanced at him coldly.

Yan Qingqiu shrugged. As long as he had something to eat, it was fine. He didn't want to attach too many conditions. Or he could ask Wen Jiaer to request dishes on his behalf, which was also an idea.

After spending some time together, everyone became familiar with each other.

It’s just that An Yan has become busier than usual, and she often works overtime at Wancaotang until very late.

Li Rongsen also had a lot of things to do at the company, but he would pick up An Yan on time every night. This seemed to have become a habit. But today he did not see An Yan and received a message from her saying that she had already returned home.

He didn't think much about it and just went home.

In the next two days, he only received messages from An Yan but did not see her in person.

I went to her house and she wasn't there.

I went to Wancaotang to look for her, but she wasn't there.

Moreover, it has been the third day since she last came to see Wen Jiaer.

Seeing that Li Rongsen was a little absent-minded, Yan Qingqiu asked him, "What are you doing? I saw you coming home last night and something seemed wrong. Are you not going to the company today?"

"You have been at home the whole time. Did you see when An Yan went out and when she came back?" Li Rongsen asked him. He felt that something had happened. Either An Yan was too busy, or she was avoiding him. Otherwise, it would be impossible that he had not seen her for several days in a row. What's more, she almost never came to his house.

Yan Qingqiu frowned and said, "Your question really stumps me. How would I know? I'm not watching her all the time."

This was true, so Li Rongsen didn't ask him any more questions.

Yan Qingqiu asked again: "Why, did she disappear from your place?"


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