Chapter 1727 - 2029: Unexpected Injury (1)
"Be honest, you made a secret deal with my grandpa. He actually supported you in front of so many people, completely disregarding my mother’s dignity," Nanrong Wanqing said interrogatively as they entered the room.
Ling Chen grinned and said, "Do I look like someone who plays tricks? You can only blame me for being too outstanding. Your grandpa feels too sorry for me and can’t bear to see me bullied, so he helped me out."
"Look at you being so smug. If you bully me in the future, won’t I have nowhere to complain?" Nanrong Wanqing said discontentedly.
"How dare I bully you? You better not bully me."
The two of them joked all the way, heading straight to Nanrong Yong’s bedroom. As soon as they entered, they saw Nanrong Yong sitting by the window, holding a teapot in his hand.
"Grandpa."
"Old sir," they greeted.
"Have a seat," Nanrong Yong said, his face instantly filled with a fond smile when he saw them. "Wanqing, you won’t blame grandpa for making your mother lose face in front of strangers earlier, will you? She is a daughter-in-law of the Nanrong Family, and I didn’t want to do this, but your mother went too far in some ways. I couldn’t stand it, so I asked Liu Kun to bring you here to teach her a lesson. Aside from Ling Chen’s relationship with you, back when the Nanrong Family was at its most difficult, Ling Chen helped us; he’s a benefactor to our family. As long as it’s on the Nanrong Family’s territory, I won’t allow anyone to bully him, including your mother, do you understand?"
Nanrong Wanqing obediently nodded and replied, "Grandpa, I understand your good intentions. Although mom also does it for my good, some things have indeed gone too far. Rest assured, I will talk to her properly."
"That’s for the best, so she doesn’t hold a grudge against me."
"Grandpa, don’t worry, mom isn’t that kind of person. How could she hold a grudge against you?"
"Alright! You go down first, don’t neglect those guests. I have some things I want to discuss with Ling Chen."
After Nanrong Wanqing left, Ling Chen asked, "Old sir, what’s the matter you want to discuss with me?"
"Regarding the Breathing Skills you taught me, I still have some questions and would like you to help explain a bit." With that, Nanrong Yong started talking with Ling Chen about the cultivation methods of the Breathing Skills.
Unknowingly, more than two hours passed, and the guests gathered in the backyard gradually left, leaving only Leng Feifei and Yang He. Leng Feifei initially wanted to leave with Ling Chen, but since he hadn’t come out, she couldn’t linger and left by taxi back to the hotel.
Yang He left even earlier than Leng Feifei. Having been harshly struck by Nanrong Yong and Nanrong Wanqing in front of so many people, he no longer had the mood to stay and be ridiculed.
After seeing off all the guests, Jiang Yue’e returned directly to her room with a stern face. Seeing this, Nanrong Wanqing, worried she might be upset, hurried after her. Entering the room, she saw Jiang Yue’e sitting by the bed with red eyes and a slightly pale face. Seeing her like this, Nanrong Wanqing asked with concern, "Mom, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"None of your business." Seeing Nanrong Wanqing approaching, Jiang Yue’e waved her hand, directly pushing her daughter away. Not expecting Jiang Yue’e to treat her like this, Nanrong Wanqing staggered, causing her high heels to slip a bit, and she fell directly onto the desk beside the wall, hitting her head on the corner of the desk.
At once, there was a muffled groan, and Nanrong Wanqing collapsed to the ground, with a red and swollen bump on her forehead, unconscious.
"Wanqing!" Watching Nanrong Wanqing fall to the ground unconscious, Jiang Yue’e’s face changed abruptly, rushing over to hold her daughter, gently patting her face, and calling her name. However, no matter how she called, Nanrong Wanqing remained unresponsive, seemingly falling into a coma.
"Daughter, don’t scare me, wake up quickly." Jiang Yue’e cried and shouted while feeling Nanrong Wanqing’s breath with her hand.
Sensing Nanrong Wanqing’s breath becoming weaker, Jiang Yue’e’s pupils tightened slightly, and her face turned extremely pale.
"Daughter, daughter, please wake up. Mom... Mom didn’t mean it, please don’t let anything happen." She held Nanrong Wanqing’s body, muttering to herself. After a while, she seemed to think of something, quickly got up, ran to her wardrobe, and frantically threw out all the clothes inside, murmuring continuously, "Where is it? Where is it...?"
After a while, in a pile of clothes, she finally found a medicine bottle. Returning to Nanrong Wanqing’s side, she quickly opened the bottle, took out a red pill, and placed it into Nanrong Wanqing’s mouth.
As Nanrong Wanqing swallowed the pill, her skin immediately appeared with a faint pink hue, looking extremely strange.
Knock, knock, knock!
At this time, a knock came from the door, startling Jiang Yue’e inside.
"Who is it?"
"Mom, it’s me. Is my sister with you?"
Jiang Yue’e took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and said in a calm tone, "She’s not with me, go look elsewhere. I need to rest, don’t disturb me."
"Got it, mom."
Hearing Nanrong Hao’s footsteps gradually receding, Jiang Yue’e slightly relaxed. Sitting on the bed and looking at the unconscious Nanrong Wanqing, she pondered for a while, then took out her phone and dialed a number.
At this moment, at the entrance of the Nanrong Family, Ling Chen was standing at the parking spot, ready to leave. "Chen," Nanrong Hao hurried out from inside, saying, "I don’t know where my sister went. I haven’t seen her, and she isn’t answering her phone."
"She probably went to rest. After being busy for so long, she must be tired." Saying this, Ling Chen opened the car door and added, "Let your sister know for me. I’m heading back first; I’ll be in touch later."
"Alright."
As Ling Chen left, Nanrong Hao was about to return inside but suddenly heard his phone ringing. He took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, then answered the call, asking, "Mom, do you need something?"
"Go to the company immediately; it seems there’s a problem over there."
"Got it, mom, I’ll head over now." Hanging up the phone, Nanrong Hao, who was initially about to go inside, turned around, got into his car, and drove straight to the Hongyu Group headquarters. Shortly after he left, a Rolls-Royce, surrounded by several Range Rovers, slowly drove up and stopped at the entrance of the Nanrong Family. The car door opened, and Yang He, who had left earlier, stepped out.
"You two come with me; the rest of you stay outside and keep watch; don’t let outsiders approach." Yang He pointed, and two men in suits responded, carrying items they had prepared beforehand, and followed Yang He into the Nanrong Family’s place.
Soon, the three of them headed straight to Nanrong Wanqing’s villa.