Chapter 107: Malice
Hua Ye had been having a comfortable time these past two days. He was currently lying on a recliner while An Cheng prepared something delicious in the kitchen. He had just cut some fresh fruit and brought it out, placing it next to Hua Ye's recliner.
Hua Ye said, "Don't be busy anymore. Come sit down and play chess with me."
"I'll be busy for a while, it'll be ready soon." An Cheng said as he went back to the kitchen and brought a few more plates of fruit to An Yan and Rong Qian. He also placed another on the table in the yard and said to Li Rongsen, "Take a break first and have some melon."
It's never been lively here at Hua Ye's place, but it's been quite interesting these past two days. However, he doesn't mind the noise at all. Instead, he finds it quite interesting. Maybe he's very happy with these people.
He felt that he was enjoying family happiness.
An Yan was teaching Rong Qian to draw and said to her: "Here, it depends on the light."
"Fortunately, I have some basic knowledge, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to learn it." Rong Qian said as she added with her paintbrush. She has been following Ling Feng for the past few years and has learned a lot of painting skills.
An Yan thought Rong Qian was a rare good student and said, "You do have some talent. You understood it as soon as I told you."
"I have some basic knowledge too." Rong Qian said to her with a smile while painting seriously.
Li Rongsen had already picked all the herbs, washed them, put them in a large basket, put them in the sun to dry, and then washed his hands.
Hua Ye said to Li Rongsen, "Eat the melon, it's very sweet."
"An Yan, Rong Qian, you should take a rest first." Li Rongsen motioned them to come over and eat melon together.
Rong Qian refused to put down her pen and said, "I have to practice more often, otherwise how can I achieve anything?"
"It won't happen overnight." An Yan said, indicating that she didn't need to work so hard, and then said, "There is still time to eat fruit."
"When I become a famous painter in the future, I can enjoy fruits all day long." Rong Qian still refused to put down the paintbrush in her hand. She wanted to practice painting all the time and must surpass Ling Feng's painting level as soon as possible.
An Yan smiled at her and said, "It won't take too long for you to surpass Ling Feng. His painting skills are also limited."
Rong Qian's eyes dimmed for a moment and she pursed her lips. She didn't say anything, but her heart was filled with sadness and depression.
Li Rongsen handed a melon to An Yan and said, "This one is very sweet."
An Yan sat next to Hua Ye and started eating.
Li Rongsen walked over to Rong Qian and said to her, "What are you going to do next? Should you go back home? Mom and Grandpa were so against it back then, but it was really for your own good."
Rong Qian finally understood. She had always believed that Madam Li didn't recognize her, and that Old Man Li was overly superstitious, so she had always resented them. Now that this was happening, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty. She whispered, "I'm afraid they won't forgive me, and I don't have the face to see them."
"What are you talking about? We are all family, just be clear." An Yan thought she was overthinking.
But Rong Qian didn't think so. After all, too many unpleasant things happened at that time, and what she did was a bit excessive, so she was naturally afraid of not being forgiven.
Li Rongsen knew that he couldn't persuade Rong Qian, so he could only look at An Yan.
An Yan took a bite of the melon, and she understood from Li Rongsen's eyes, but she was not a member of the Li family after all, so how could she help?
Li Rongsen thought she would definitely agree, so he said directly: "Grandpa listens to An Yan the most now. Let An Yan go with you. Everything can be solved."
"Really?" Rong Qian was a little unconvinced.
An Yan looked at her watch and said, "Oh right, I have to give your grandpa an acupuncture today."
Li Rongsen quickly said to Rong Qian, "Let's go to Grandpa with An Yan today. I'll take you with me."
Rong Qian lowered her head.
An Yan had already started packing her things. She said, "Rong Qian, stop overthinking. You have to face things bravely. Don't run away. Firstly, it's very painful for you, and secondly, you won't be able to deal with the problem properly."
When Rong Qian heard this, she put down the pen in her hand and said, "Okay, I'll go pack up and go with you."
Li Rongsen walked closer to An Yan and said to her in a very low voice: "I really owe you too much."
"I volunteered to help Rong Qian. It has nothing to do with you. You don't need to thank me." An Yan looked at him and told him her thoughts so that he would not misunderstand her intentions.
Li Rongsen lowered his head and said nothing, and saw Rong Qian come out.
Hua Ye said to them, "Are you guys coming back for dinner today?"
"Not necessarily." An Yan said.
At this time, An Cheng came out of the kitchen and said to An Yan, "Call me if you want to come back for dinner."
"Okay, got it. We'll go first." An Yan said as she walked out the door.
Li Rongsen and Rong Qian followed behind her, and the three of them got into the car together.
On the other side, Old Master Li was waiting for An Yan to come over. He asked his servants to clean up the house today, put out fruit drinks and various snacks. He hoped that An Yan could stay for dinner today.
He paced back and forth, his steps seemed steady, but his left calf seemed a little stiff.
The servant came over with the medicine and said, "Master, you can take the medicine now."
"I don't want to drink this medicine anymore. It makes my legs feel swollen and uncomfortable. I don't want to drink it anymore." Old Master Li refused to drink it and asked the servants to pour it away.
The servant frowned and said, "This is the medicine that Miss An ordered you to drink. You can't pour it out."
"She doesn't know, and I won't tell you that I asked you to throw it away. Why are you afraid?" Old Master Li snorted at him.
The servant had no choice but to take it back and pour it out.
Suddenly, he heard a "bang" outside. It was Old Man Li lying on the ground. His face was pale, his lips were purple, and he said tremblingly, "I feel sick all over. Quick, call An Yan and ask her to come."
"I'll go get the heart pills." The servant hurried to get the medicine.
But after he got the medicine, he consciously slowed down his pace. He was a little conflicted. He could pretend that he didn't know and not save him. He retreated to the kitchen and made a phone call.
It was Wang Lina who answered the phone. She asked, "What's wrong? Have you figured it out?"
"If Mr. Li died today, could you fulfill your promise and give me 50 million?" He was very concerned about the truth of this matter, as he was really short of money.
Wang Lina smiled and said, "Of course. As long as he's truly dead, the key is, can he be completely dead?"
"Yes, he should have had a sudden heart attack. If he doesn't take the heart-saving pills, he will definitely die." He said with some excitement and excitement in his voice.
"Okay. Then I'll wait and see. As soon as he dies, I'll transfer 50 million to your account." Wang Lina hung up the phone after she finished speaking.
The servant went out to see again and found that Mr. Li seemed to be no longer making any noise. He was lying motionless on the ground, as if he was dead.
At this time, the doorbell rang.
Standing at the door were Li Rongsen, Li Rongqian, and An Yan.
Li Rongsen frowned and said, "This is not Grandpa's habit. It's very strange that he didn't open the door after ringing the doorbell three times."
An Yan thought carefully and realized that every time she came here, she would just press the button and someone would come to open the door. Today was indeed a little different.
Li Rongsen glanced at the umbrella stand at the door again and said, "Grandpa always wears an umbrella when he goes out. He definitely didn't go out."
(End of this chapter)
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