Yu Xue was wailing next to He Junting as he answered the phone, while crawling out of bed to get dressed.
He Bohuai narrowed his eyes and gloomily looked at He Qingchen on the screen.
He Qingchen raised an eyebrow at his gaze, "Uncle, did you enjoy the fireworks?"
He Bohuai didn't answer him, instead he directly hung up with a dark face. He got out of bed, put on so clothes, and drove with Yu Xue to the suburbs.
At this mont, in the second floor bedroom of the villa, He Junting was sleeping soundly while hugging a beauty. The phone had been ringing for a long ti before he picked it up to see who it was. He answered in an annoyed tone, "Mom! What are you doing calling so late at night?"
"Junting, get out of the villa quickly. He Qingchen has set your villa on fire. Hurry, get out!" Yu Xue anxiously shouted in a crying voice.
"What? He Qingchen set a fire?" He Junting tumbled out of bed and ran to the floor-to-ceiling windows, drawing back the light blocking curtains. He saw the courtyard filled with raging flas and was so frightened that he ran outside without even putting clothes on. He even forgot about the woman still in his bed.
He didn't care and was only concerned about saving himself! If that woman hadn't woken up when his phone was ringing like crazy, she definitely would have burned to death inside!
When He Bohuai and Yu Xue arrived, the firefighters had already extinguished the flas consuming He Junting's villa. He was standing outside alone, bare chested and shivering from the cold.
Seeing his parents arrive, He Junting cried sorrowfully while complaining to them, "Can you tell why you had to provoke that grim reaper? I almost burned to death. How are we supposed to live now? Our family isn't lacking money. The annual dividend from the company stocks is over 100 million. Even if Dad, you aren't Grandpa's own..."
Slap!
"Shut up!" He Bohuai slapped He Junting. "You know nothing, useless fool!"
Yu Xue pulled He Junting behind her and glared at He Bohuai. "What are you doing hitting him? Junting just narrowly escaped death, yet you hit him? Why don't you go hit He Qingchen instead?"
He Bohuai looked at the obese woman in front of him and the useless son behind her. His eyes were filled with disappointnt.
A graceful figure flashed through his mind and resentnt welled up in his chest again.
He got into the car and left. Now was not the ti to turn against Yu Xue. He would wait a little longer, until after the old bastard died. When he had He Group under his control, then... Humph! Get the hell out, all of you!
*
The next day, Jian Xi woke up at 6:30am as usual due to her biological clock.
After getting up, she washed and cleaned up first before getting the cleaning talisman to work and start tidying up.
Once everything was tidy, she went downstairs and started preparing breakfast. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to use so of the kitchen gadgets like the coffee machine and bread maker.
She only knew how to use the gas stove, so she simply cooked at shreds congee in a pot and made a refreshing cucumber salad.
Just as she was about to go upstairs to wake He Qingchen, he ca down. "Let's eat, Sis!"
He Qingchen looked at the breakfast on the table, then at Jian Xi standing next to it. His eyes flickered and the corners of his lips curved up. "Alright, coming."
This was the simplest breakfast He Qingchen had eaten in four years, yet also the most delicious.
After the two finished eating, He Qingchen took Jian Xi back to the main residence.
Given the fireworks fiasco last night, He Bohuai should be able to restrain himself for a couple days. So now was a good ti to return to the main residence.
Before leaving, he had already asked Shen Xiaoheng to go over first and send everyone else away.
So when he and Jian Xi arrived, only Shen Xiaoheng was left in grandfather's room.
When Shen Xiaoheng saw Jian Xi behind He Qingchen, he was startled. Wasn't this the girl from the plane? What was she doing here?
At the sa ti, when Jian Xi saw him, she also paused. Wasn't this the doctor who helped save soone on the plane? What's he doing here?
Although both had endless questions running through their minds, Shen Xiaoheng was the first to greet Jian Xi. "We et again, little miss!"
"What a coincidence, um..." Jian Xi trailed off. What did he say his na was back then?
Shen Xiaoheng smiled and didn't mind introducing himself again. "Shen Xiaoheng, a doctor at Huaping Hospital."
Jian Xi smiled politely. "Jian Xi."
He Qingchen, who hadn't said a word, looked at Jian Xi waiting for her explanation.
Seeing He Qingchen's expression, Jian Xi quickly explained, "Rember I told you about saving soone on a plane? Doctor Shen was the other doctor who helped save the person."
He Qingchen understood and told Jian Xi, "He's my private doctor, more or less one of us."
"Alright, let check on grandfather first." Jian Xi smiled politely at Shen Xiaoheng again before going over to examine grandfather's condition.
Shen Xiaoheng walked over to He Qingchen's side and asked suspiciously, "You know this girl?"
He Qingchen looked at him as if he were an idiot and simply uttered two words, "What do you think?"
Shen Xiaoheng didn't mind and continued asking, "Is Miss Jian trained in traditional Chinese dicine?"
"Mm." He Qingchen grunted in affirmation, which answered his question since that was one of her skills.
Shen Xiaoheng studied Western dicine surgery and was world class in terms of Western dical knowledge. However, what many people didn't know was that he was also very interested in traditional Chinese dicine.
Just as he was about to go over and observe, he saw Jian Xi rummaging through her limited edition handbag.
He figured she was going to take out acupuncture needles, so he turned and grabbed so alcohol to disinfect for her later use.
But what he absolutely didn't expect was for her to take out not the small cloth bundle from last ti, but a talisman sheet!
Shen Xiaoheng gently closed his eyes for a mont before opening them again.
Sure enough, it was a talisman sheet and he hadn't seen wrong.
He turned to look at He Qingchen's reaction, only to see him looking completely calm.
Alright, so the clown was only himself!
In less than a minute, Jian Xi spoke up, "Bro, I need grandfather's eight characters."
Bro? Shen Xiaoheng was shocked. Could this Miss Jian be the sister who gave He Qingchen that Five Emperor coin?
Was this little Taoist priestess down the mountain now?
While Shen Xiaoheng was distracted, Jian Xi had already obtained grandfather's birth details and calculated his lifespan. She now had a sense of his condition.
This was one of grandfather's critical life obstacles!
However... brother's parents!
After delving deeper into the calculations, she frowned. "Bro, I need your parents' birth details. Do you know them?"
Shen Xiaoheng sharply looked at Jian Xi, then glanced sideways to see He Qingchen's reaction.
This was one of He Qingchen's taboos!
Everyone in their circle knew he had two major taboos. First, no one was allowed to ntion his parents. Second, no one was allowed to call him brother!
"May 3rd 1980 at 7-9am. The other, November 18th 1980 at 5-7pm," He Qingchen answered without any hesitation, as if the details were engraved in his heart.
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