Li Si hurriedly rushed to catch the plane back to North City, finally exhaling a breath of relief after boarding. The timing had been far too tight—if she hadn’t acted quickly, she would have missed the flight. Thinking about the gift in her luggage, a smile blood on her face. She wondered if he’d like it!
As soon as she deplaned, she spotted the stern face of Leng Mochen waiting for her. Li Si quickly ran up to him and playfully clung to his strong arm. "Don’t be mad! Aren’t I back now?"
Leng Mochen gave her a cold glare. "Don’t let it happen again!"
Seeing her return safely, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The wait earlier had been torturous—his heart was plagued with worry about potential mishaps.
"Alright, got it! I’m starving. Take to eat, will you? Mochen!" Li Si imdiately pretended to nod weakly, blinking her eyes like an adorable puppy.
"You! Now tell —what did you go to Shanghai for?" Leng Mochen lightly tapped her forehead, exasperated. "So embarrassing!"
Li Si flashed him a mysterious smile. "It’s a secret! I can’t tell you now; you’ll find out on your birthday! Co on, hurry up—I’m starving! Everything was so tight and rushed, I didn’t even get to try any Shanghai snacks. Next ti, you have to take to eat so!"
"You silly girl. There’s no need to explain—I already guessed. You definitely went there to buy my birthday present!"
Li Si pulled a pained face. "Ugh! Why do you have to be so smart?"
"I can’t help it—high IQ up in the clouds!"
"Tsk!" Li Si rolled her eyes. Here he was, the classic arrogant idiot in flesh and blood—diagnosis confird!
...
Ye Duowei, wearing the eye-catching Patek Philippe n’s watch she found offensive, went to her aunt Tian Yaruo’s ho to vent her frustrations.
In the living room, Tian Yaruo quickly wiped the corner of her tear-streaked eyes upon seeing her arrive. She pulled her niece’s hand gently and led her to sit down, smiling softly. "Weiwei, what brings you here today? I heard from your mother that you’re about to get engaged to Yin Xian, isn’t that right?"
Ye Duowei pouted. "Don’t bring that up, Auntie. Guess who I ran into while buying a fancy watch for Brother Xian in Shanghai?"
"Who?" Tian Yaruo’s heart stirred—could it be Tiantian?
"It was that Li Si from last ti! She’s absolutely insufferable! Whatever I liked, she copied and snagged the purchase! What an idiot! I don’t even know where she gets her money!"
This was the part she found most baffling. She had privately investigated Li Si’s background and discovered she was just a girl without parents or family. Yet she sohow had enough money to swipe a card for a million without hesitation!
"Weiwei, did you say she bought a n’s watch too?" A jolt ran through Tian Yaruo’s heart—it truly seed plausible she had so connection with that man nad Leng.
Ye Duowei picked up a ceramic teacup and took a sip of tea. Nodding, she said, "That’s right! She even bought the 980,000-yuan one! Here, Auntie—this is the one I got for Kesong. I don’t know if he’ll like it. Is he ho?"
As she spoke, she looked around while pulling out the 380,000-yuan Patek Philippe n’s watch and handed it to Tian Yaruo.
Although Tian Yaruo accepted it, she muttered aloud, "He went out to et so classmates. Weiwei, why would you buy this? You know Kesong doesn’t lack these things. By the way, have you finalized the date for your engagent to Yin Xian? Your mother called a few days ago saying things were moving along perfectly—engagent now, then in a year or so, a suitable ti for the wedding!"
"Oh, Auntie! Kesong may have plenty of possessions, but what I buy still carries my heartfelt sentint! Just take it—you can give it to him as a recovery gift from his big sister!"
"Alright, I’ll hand it over when he returns. Weiwei, tell more about that girl Li Si—are you familiar with her?" Tian Yaruo placed the bag on the coffee table, held her niece’s hand, and asked earnestly. Inside, she harbored a pressing curiosity about Li Si’s recent situation.
Ever since Kesong gradually recovered, her thoughts had been tangled with the idea of finding a way to bring that child back. This way, she could not only make up for what she owed her, but also provide better prospects down the road—especially a good marriage, which was critical for young won. She just couldn’t suppress her instinctive dislike for that man nad Leng!
Ye Duowei pursed her lips. "Auntie, why are you asking about her? She’s just so girl from a small family—I don’t really know her well. But one thing’s certain: she’s vain and frivolous; otherwise, why would she compete with for everything!"
"What are you ladies chatting about? Couldn’t help overhearing from far away—who got our Weiwei so riled up?" Yan Xuefeng walked in from outside, speaking with a sly grin on his face.
"Oh, Uncle! You wouldn’t even know if I told you—it’s a girl nad Li Si. I loathe her!" Ye Duowei stood up, pouting as she spoke.
Yan Xuefeng froze for a mont, a questioning look directed at his wife. Seeing her lost in thought, he sat down beside her and asked, "Yaruo, how co this na sounds so familiar? Is she soone we know?"
Tian Yaruo chuckled weakly, her heart aching with bitterness. The Weiwei she had loved since childhood actually hated her own biological daughter—what kind of cruel irony was this?
"Uncle, you’re such a busy man—how could you know soone so insignificant? She’s just from a little place—you know North City, right? That’s where she’s from!"
Yan Xuefeng suddenly slapped his thigh. "I rember now—she’s the volunteer who donated bone marrow to save Kesong! What a strange twist of fate—Weiwei, she’s Kesong’s life-saving benefactor. You can’t hate her! Let go of those little tiffs between girls! Where is she? I’ve been aning to visit her along with your aunt to express our gratitude!"
Ye Duowei stared at him in shock, her eyes widening. "Uncle, are you mistaken? Are we even talking about the sa person? Does she really seem like soone who’d donate her bone marrow? Auntie, you’ve t Li Si—you tell us! Isn’t she soone else?"
"Weiwei, it’s definitely the sa person! Yan, why don’t we find so ti to visit North City? If that child agrees, how about we adopt her as our goddaughter?" Tian Yaruo couldn’t suppress the idea bubbling inside her. The more she spoke, the more feasible she thought it sounded!
If they adopted Li Si as their goddaughter, it would make everything legitimate and convenient for her to bring the girl into their lives and care for her.
"Sounds good—you make the decisions on this! Yaruo, if Kesong can regain his health, I’d do anything—and this is just a small thing!" Yan Xuefeng readily agreed without a second thought.
Ye Duowei looked at the two of them, stunned by the sudden turn of events. Her heart filled with rage and reluctance. "Auntie, Uncle—you two need to think this through carefully! What if, in the future, Li Si grows greedy for your wealth and threatens Kesong’s interests?"
Seeing no change in their expressions, her frustration grew, twisting her face into fury. "And, there’s sothing else you don’t know—she once tried to take Yin Xian from ! Soone who can be a mistress—how could she have good character?"
Yan Xuefeng’s face showed hesitation. While adopting a goddaughter seed harmless at first glance, poor moral character might tarnish the Yan Family’s reputation in the future. It was a concern that couldn’t simply be dismissed! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to cast your recomndation and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation! Mobile users, view content on m.qidian.)
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