novelraw Chapter 1279 - 249: Scheming and Deep Manipulation (Part 3)
Chapter 1279 - 249: Scheming and Deep Manipulation (Part 3)
Huo Chanyi frowned: "Aunt, this really has nothing to do with Miss Ji, it’s truly an accident..."
Lady Meng didn’t listen to her explanation at all, "If you are truly Ah Ci’s friend, then tell me, who is that Miss Ji?"
Actually, she already had a hunch in her heart, there isn’t a Ji family in the Capital City, except for that woman...
"She’s... Young Master Yan Song’s fiancée, Ji Yunya... Aunt, listen to me, this really has nothing to do with her, she’s a victim too..."
Indeed it was her, Lady Meng sneered coldly.
A glimmer of secretive light flashed through Jiang Hanbi’s eyes, the corners of her lips curled subtly.
Elsewhere, Yun Ya and Yan Song also arrived at the hospital, Yan Song was pushed into the room to get an X-ray, he grabbed the doctor who was going to X-ray him: "My arm is fractured, quite severely..."
The doctor hesitated for a moment, in fact, during the initial diagnosis it was determined that the injury wasn’t serious, but seeing the delicate and tender girl beside him, nodded knowingly, these days young people certainly have their tactics.
Yan Song was pushed out, Yun Ya hurriedly ran over, "How is it?"
"The results will take a while to come out, let’s go back to the ward first." Yan Song tightly held Yun Ya’s hand, and the two went back to the ward together.
"I’ve already called Aunt Zhuang, she’ll be here soon." Yun Ya said.
Yan Song nodded, letting her lie on his chest, and asked: "Were you scared today?"
Yun Ya pursed her lips: "Actually, I was really afraid at that moment, if something happened to me, what would Brother Yan do alone, but as it turns out I was worrying unnecessarily, someone like me is bound to live for a thousand years."
"You’re talking nonsense, if you’re Baosi, then I’m Prince Zhou You, we’re a pair of scourges."
"That’s what it means to be a match made in heaven..."
While they were saying this, the door of the ward was suddenly knocked on, Yun Ya quickly got up, "I’ll go check." She said and walked over swiftly.
Opening the door, there stood a clear and slender man holding a bouquet of lilies, amidst the fragrant flowers, his face was as warm and gentle as jade, his gaze as tender as the first meeting.
Yun Ya froze: "You... why are you here?"
Pei Qinghan smiled and said: "Came to see an old friend, what, am I not welcome?"
Yun Ya felt she shouldn’t be petty, smiled and stepped aside: "Please come in."
Pei Qinghan handed her the flowers: "Find a vase to put them in."
Yun Ya didn’t want to take them, it felt a bit odd, she didn’t want to accept flowers handed to her by any man other than Brother Yan, she hesitated a bit, Pei Qinghan’s eyes flashed with a hint of melancholy, then he smiled nonchalantly and said: "We are still friends, right?"
Yun Ya thought she too was not doing well, what was she being pretentious about? Indeed, they both were open and honest, her guilty conscience was unnecessary, she was being too petty.
Understanding this, she smiled and took the flowers, "Brother Yan, Brother Pei came to see you."
"Have a seat, I’ll get some water."
Pei Qinghan sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed, looked at the man on the bed, and smiled: "Long time no see."
Yan Song snorted lightly: "Wouldn’t want to see you for a lifetime."
Pei Qinghan smiled, no matter how mature, still so childish at heart.
Yan Song found his smile annoying, how should he respond kindly to a man who constantly covets his woman yet pretends to be generous and kind? Sorry, he couldn’t do that.
"Haven’t congratulated you yet, you’re getting engaged." Pei Qinghan’s words were truly sincere congratulations, without a trace of hidden motives, he genuinely hoped for Yun Ya’s happiness, something he couldn’t provide, Yan Song would.
Yan Song pursed his lips, didn’t want to lose face either: "Don’t forget to come to the wedding." Though Pei Qinghan was admittedly annoying, he couldn’t deny he’d helped Yun Ya a lot, secretly he thanked him but only to such an extent.
Pei Qinghan smiled and said: "If time permits, I’ll go." Implying if there’s no time, he surely wouldn’t be going.
Yan Song thought Pei Qinghan wouldn’t go, watching the woman he liked getting engaged, any man would find it unbearable, but he obviously underestimated this man’s resilience and scheming.
"Tea." Yun Ya came over holding freshly brewed tea: "It was a rush, nothing prepared, this is the hospital’s poor quality tea bag, hope you don’t mind."
Pei Qinghan took a sip, smiling: "Never mind, this kind of tea is tastier."
Yan Song thought this man with his act was lucky Yun Ya didn’t fall for it, grabbed Yun Ya’s hand and pulled her to his side, "Yaya, what shall we have for lunch?" The sweetness in his tone was overwhelming.