Chapter 410: Chapter 405: Successfully Played Yourself to Death? Chapter 410: Chapter 405: Successfully Played Yourself to Death? Her body was warm and cozy, making Shen Yan reluctant to crawl out of bed.
She clutched the soft silk quilt, turned over, and squinted towards the morning sun outside the open window.
A sound of footsteps ca from behind her, and a gentle, large hand softly stroked her hair, landing a kiss on her cheek, “Ti to get up.”
“You didn’t leave?”
Shen Yan turned around to look at the man leaning over her.
“Sothing seed off with you since you ca back yesterday, did sothing happen?”
Shen Yan noticed that since Qi Si returned from his outing, he had beco more talkative and much gentler.
His gaze towards her was constantly warm!
It had to be said that this version of Qi Si comforted her uneasy heart.
“No, it’s just that I’m about to return to Shen City for work soon, are you staying in Beijing?” Shen Yan sat up.
“Yanyan,” Qi Si embraced her from the side, “I will follow in your footsteps.”
Even if I know nothing about you, I will still follow.
Compared to Shen Yan’s unease, Qi Si felt even more anxiety and fear.
Shen Yan’s heart skipped a beat!
“I…”
“I’ll stay in Beijing for a while. Have you fixed your schedule for returning to Shen City?” Shen Yan had her own things to do, and Qi Si couldn’t stop her, even though he wanted to keep the person who might disappear at any mont close to him, he had to suppress that unhealthy thought.
He didn’t want her to feel pressured and then distance herself from him.
The two embraced each other with their own thoughts for a while before parting.
“Uncle Liu has gotten a comrcial.”
“Have you set a date?”
“I can go back to Shen City by myself; you don’t need to go through the trouble of arranging it.”
“How could doing these things for you be considered a trouble,” he genuinely liked doing things for her, truly fond of her, and couldn’t help but do anything for her, even if it was a small gesture, he felt happy!
“The day after tomorrow,” Shen Yan had confird with Liu Su, and she would be able to make it back to Shen City in three days.
*
Watching Qi Si leave, Shen Yan then returned to Qi Mansion.
The people in Qi Mansion were sowhat surprised to see Shen Yan.
Father Qi was still doing rehabilitation at ho, and Song Jinwei had delayed her usual ti to go to the office by two hours; she was just about to leave when she noticed Shen Yan standing outside the courtyard where she and her husband lived, Song Jinwei furrowed her brows.
Five minutes later.
The two were seated across from each other in the pavilion’s tea room, the atmosphere tense.
“Did you co back alone?”
“Yes.”
“I heard your father was injured, so I sent over so gifts. Your mother doesn’t like ; if I had gone in person, it could affect the harmony between our families.”
Song Jinwei spoke dryly.
Shen Yan nodded, “I want to see Grandpa Qi.”
“You’ll have to ask Qi Si’s father,” Song Jinwei picked up the freshly brewed tea, took a sip, found it slightly bitter, frowned, set it down, and explained, “I don’t have the old man’s contact.”
Shen Yan couldn’t help but glance at her.
“Don’t look at like that. The old man dislikes being disturbed; even Qi Heng doesn’t have his contact info. But I’m curious, why didn’t you ask Qi Si but instead ca to ask , his mother-in-law? Are you two fighting?”
Shen Yan shook her head, “We can’t really fight, I didn’t want him to know I was back.”
“What are you up to,” not letting Qi Si know, Song Jinwei thought Shen Yan was up to sothing, her brows furrowing tighter.
“Could you please ask for .”
“Go ask for yourself,” Song Jinwei clearly had no intention of helping.
Shen Yan stood up and walked towards that courtyard.
Watching her figure, Song Jinwei’s gaze sharp and cold, ultimately followed her back to the yard.
In the courtyard.
Father Qi sat down in his wheelchair with the help of a care worker and took a towel to wipe his sweat.
Looking up, he seed a bit surprised to see the two people entering the courtyard.
“Aren’t you at the company?”
Song Jinwei pointed towards Shen Yan.
Father Qi looked at Shen Yan and motioned for the care worker to leave, then wheeled forward and was about to speak when Shen Yan cut him off.
“I want to see Grandpa Qi.”
Father Qi stared at her for a long while. Though his expression seed unsettled, he still took out his phone and made a call.
The first call went unanswered, but on the second attempt, Elder Qi’s voice was steady, betraying no emotion.
Father Qi simply relayed the situation and, after receiving a reply, told Shen Yan about a location.
*
In a protected garden in Beijing.
Shen Yan climbed the steps and arrived at a pavilion on a small knoll.
Inside the pavilion, she could see a lake and a pavilion on the other side, where several elderly people were chatting and drinking tea.
There were a few hundred ters distance, and her elevated position provided a broad view. The people below couldn’t see clearly into the pavilion, but those in the pavilion could clearly see them.
“Grandpa.”
“Um, sit.”
Shen Yan sat down and noticed that soone had placed freshly washed fruit on the stone table, all fruits transported from the south.
“Song Jin just brought it up, eat.”
Elder Qi indicated that this was specially prepared for her.
Whoever Song Jin was, Shen Yan knew that without Elder Qi’s instruction, no one would have specifically brought fruit here.
“Old Shen told yesterday that you have been inquiring about that matter, what for? Is it a health problem?”
Shen Yan was stunned.
Just yesterday, her grandfather had asked her to seek out Elder Qi, yet he had already inford Elder Qi beforehand.
Shen Yan felt a sense of indescribable emotions.
If it were Old Shen from Mountain City, he definitely wouldn’t have done these things for her but would have sternly warned her not to pry too much.
“My health is fine,” Shen Yan adjusted her posture, “But why would you assu it’s a health issue? Why not because my father had an accident, and I ca to confirm with you?”
Elder Qi silently watched her. After a long ti, he said, “Because the drug injected into your body was a confused experintal product, and we’re unclear about its components, but you survived it, and…”
He paused, examining Shen Yan.
Her heart tightened, “Experintal product?”
“That drug is sowhat miraculous. Logically, an operation like yours would require one and a half years of recovery, but you were up and about in three months. It’s dically inexplicable. To prevent rumors from spreading, soone had you sent back to the country imdiately and concealed this matter to keep research institutes from targeting you.”
“We only uncovered so clues about this matter much later, nothing more. You’ve stabilized now, no different from before. We didn’t want to get involved further, so that matter was laid to rest.”
Investigating further, they worried it might bring trouble.
Similarly, they were more concerned that Shen Yan might be targeted.
dicinal fluid, underground auctions, experintal products, inexplicable by dicine…
All these terms together made Shen Yan recall a terrible event and vaguely guess that the dicine she had exchanged might have been accidentally mixed up by the facility.
So…
Had she successfully played herself dead?
That accident wasn’t an accident…
No wonder she couldn’t understand how her preparations ended up being a death warrant and got her killed in that situation.
Just one step away.
And that step was oddly one she had mistakenly prepared?
Tragic yet ridiculous, and utterly laughable.
Shen Yan felt like laughing now but couldn’t.
Her face was deathly pale…
Damn!
How could she have made such a basic mistake!
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