A second chance with my billionaire husband

"That girl just injured this arm."

Yan Song swiftly retracted his arm, put on his clothes, and calmly buttoned them one by one. Cold sweat dripped down from his forehead, and his pale lips were tightly pressed.

Zhang Huasheng raised an eyebrow, seemingly having guessed something, and handed him a bottle of medicine, "Take one when the pain becomes unbearable; it might make you feel better."

Yan Song stood up and turned to leave.

The bottle of medicine wasn’t looked at from beginning to end.

Perhaps in his eyes, there’s no pain that can’t be endured, except for the pain of losing that person.

Zhang Huasheng lowered his gaze with a slight smile: "Still not grateful, huh? Well... this medicine exhausted many precious herbs of mine. This is the only bottle in the world. If it weren’t for my disciple’s sake, you wouldn’t get one from me."

Yan Song walked to the balcony and put on headphones, where Yellow Hair’s anxious voice echoed.

"Boss, where are you? The General wants to see you. Please come back quickly...."

Yan Song directly hung up the call, cutting off Yellow Hair’s incessant chatter.

——

"Jiang Mi’er was shot while covering Ji Lanyi, and now our people have captured her alive. Ji Lanyi and the black-clothed assassin, Butler Ziyu, by her side are missing, their life or death unknown. Subordinates have already sent people to search them, she won’t escape."

Now various factions are after Ji Lanyi; where can she escape to with such a net?

After Mingyue spoke, Yun Miao’s brows furrowed slightly, looking down at his open palm, his gaze deep and profound.

Suddenly he clenched his palm, tightly gripping it.

Ji Lanyi, who are you really?

Everything can only be known after meeting Ji Lanyi. Now he hopes Ji Lanyi will live a little longer, so he can figure things out before she passes.

"She cannot die yet."

Yun Miao said coldly.

Mingyue pursed her lips, "The dagger Miss used was coated with poison. Even if we find her, the situation probably won’t be good...."

Thinking of past events, Yun Miao clenched his fists tightly, "The incident at the banquet must be strictly sealed."

Rumors would damage Yun Ya’s reputation.

Mingyue nodded, "Young Master Lorde has already taken care of everything; no need for us to act."

Lorde? Yun Miao has no favorable impression of this man, brave but lacking intelligence.

"Where is Yan Song?"

——

Late at night, all of Wan Lan is silent.

The abrupt ringing of the doorbell broke the quiet room.

Zhang Huasheng glanced at the door, wondering who would come here at such a late hour?

Could it be someone looking for Yan Song?

Glancing at Yan Song’s room door, he got up and opened the door, only to see a handsome young man standing at the entrance, with a tall and noble demeanor, eyebrows as gentle as spring water, eyes as bright as stars.

The young man spoke gently, "Doctor Zhang, I am Yun Miao."

From the moment Zhang Huasheng saw the young man, he guessed his identity. After all, the resemblance to Yun Ya’s features couldn’t fool anyone; he immediately smiled and stepped aside, "So it’s Yun Miao, please come in, come in."

The young man walked in with long strides. Zhang Huasheng turned his head and curiously looked at his back. He had seen Yun Miao years ago, then just a sensitive and silent little boy. But this young man now exuded nobility like a noble family scion, poised and courteous, humble yet dignified, truly prompting admiration for a gentleman unmatched.

Genes are wondrous; Yun Ya’s looks and aura, her twin brother couldn’t fall short.

Perhaps fate took pity, finally giving this child a path forward.

With a smile all over his face, Zhang Huasheng asked, "Why come now?"

Yun Miao smiled warmly, "I came to see Yaya. Is she... alright?"

Zhang Huasheng replied with a smile, "Good, though her mental state wasn’t great initially, with Yan Song here, she’ll quickly recover. Yan Song is her medicine."

Yun Miao’s brow furrowed slightly, fingers tightened then relaxed, silent for a while before slowly speaking, "Can I... see her?"

"This hour, Yun Ya is asleep; otherwise she’d surely come to see you. How about this, I prepare a room for you to stay overnight, tomorrow morning when Yun Ya wakes, you can see her."

Now it’s the only option, Yun Miao nodded, "Alright."

Zhang Huasheng happily went to prepare the room. He liked this kid, much like he had liked Yun Ya at first glance. They were both grandsons of his master’s sister, each resembling her youthful appearance closely.

Yun Miao stood silently before Yun Ya’s room door, casting a long shadow under the light, diagonally stretching across the floor, full of cold loneliness.