"I just can’t find Nan Qingqing, which is why I ca here. Isn’t your Young Madam her foster sister? She must have a way to connect with Nan Qingqing!"
ng Fu spoke anxiously, his tone tinged with irritation.
The outside world’s news of Nan Yu’s death hadn’t reached ng Fu’s ears; he assud that as Young Madam Huo, Nan Yu was living well, and went straight to her to inquire about her missing daughter.
Qi Ming tried to soothe him, "Mr. ng, I’m truly sorry, but our Young Madam was forcibly cut off from the Nan Family after her marriage. She has not been able to contact Nan Qingqing for a long ti, and what’s more, our Young Madam has recently been in an accident and is not at ho. You should try looking elsewhere."
Nanny Wang said coldly, "If you can’t find her at the Nan Family, go look at Nan’s Hospital. Nan Qingqing is now the Nan Family’s precious daughter, spending every day there with Duan Zhu."
Upon hearing this, ng Fu’s rigid mind was as if infused with life-giving water, instantly becoming alert.
"Thank you, I’ll go look there right now."
After speaking, he turned back, got into his car, and left the Huo Family.
Nan Yu erged from behind the balcony, watching him leave completely before going downstairs.
As soon as she ca down, she said to Qi Ming, "Uncle Qi, is ng Yi missing?"
Seeing that Nan Yu was awake so early, Qi Ming imdiately said, "Young Madam, did we wake you? ng Yi disappeared last night after leaving a bar with four n, and ng Fu has been searching for her since this morning."
Nanny Wang, noticing Nan Yu dressed in thin clothing, quickly took a coat and draped it over her, "Young Madam, it’s chilly this morning. You’ve just recovered from your illness, don’t catch a cold again."
She made Nan Yu sit on the sofa before speaking again, "I don’t know what ng Fu is thinking, not reporting his daughter’s disappearance to the police, searching like a headless fly."
Nan Yu coughed twice, her voice still raspy and unpleasant, but her body felt much better than yesterday, not so heavy, and her mind was much clearer.
"Perhaps the sudden disappearance of ng Yi has him too worried."
Qi Ming ca to Nan Yu’s side with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.
"Young Madam, this doesn’t concern you, let him search on his own. The most important thing for you now is to recover."
Nan Yu drank the orange juice in one gulp, feeling her throat improve a bit.
"Hmm, the city isn’t that big; they’ll probably find her in a few days."
Nanny Wang went to prepare breakfast in the kitchen while Qi Ming stayed by her side, "Young Madam, there are a lot more violets blooming in the courtyard this morning. How about I accompany you to see them?"
Nan Yu nodded, slowly standing up, "Okay."
When she went outside and saw the clumps of violet flowers in the courtyard, with the faint scent lingering in the air, she felt refreshed and clear-minded.
Qi Ming stood by and smiled, "The young master used to dislike going out because of his leg disability, spending all day lying in bed. The old madam, fearing he would grow lancholic, placed a pot of violets by his window."
"After that, the young master would sit up in bed every day, watching the violet flowers from morning till night."
"Later, to cheer up the young master, they filled the area outside his window with violets, and he was willing to leave his room, watering the flowers every day, which greatly improved his ailing health."
Nan Yu looked at the sea of violet flowers and could imagine Huo Juanyan sitting in his wheelchair, admiring them, experiencing that hopeful vitality.
"Uncle Qi, where are the scissors? I want to pick a few flowers."
Qi Ming’s face lit up with joy, swiftly handing her the scissors, thinking she wanted to pick flowers for the young master.
"Young Madam, the scissors are here."
Nan Yu took the scissors and cut a few newly blossod violets, still dotted with dewdrops.
She wanted to bring them to her mother, hoping she too would wake up soon.
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