At 3:00 in the morning, Bai Jingrou began to yawn frequently. She struggled to even keep her eyelids apart.

  Thus, she said to Fang Xinxin, “Cousin-in-law, I’m really too tired. I’ll visit a nearby hotel to rest for a while. You should get some rest soon.”

  She then glanced at the two Bai family’s bodyguards outside the hospital ward. “With the Bai family’s people guarding the hospital room, Grandfather will definitely remain safe. Please don’t blame me for not being able to stay here any longer. If I exhaust myself, Grandfather’s heart will definitely ache for me. I’ll come again tomorrow afternoon.”

  What was that about exhausting herself? That Bai Jingrou sure found a grand reason to excuse herself to go to sleep.

  In fact, Fang Xinxin understood very well that it was especially tiring for Bai Jingrou to use her hypnosis.

  She could only use her skill to the best of abilities when she was energetic and in a good state. Thus, she could not allow herself to be too tired.

  Bai Chenxi was also curious about his sister’s plan. Hence, he left with her.

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  After the both of them were gone, Fang Xinxin sent a message to Ya Lun. “Send over a high quality imitation skin based on Long Jingyuan’s appearance.”

  There were many exquisite masks that were even more well-made than those used on television sets. If one did not look carefully, they truly would not notice the difference.

  This intensive care unit ward was no longer safe for Long Jingyuan.

  She needed to take some pre-emptive measures.

  Ya Lun responded with an ‘OK’ emoticon.

  Fang Xinxin instructed the bodyguards to inform her when Bai Jingrou was about to make her way to the hospital again and entered the VIP hospital ward where Long Yifan was admitted next door.

  There were two beds in the VIP room. One of which was occupied by Long Yifan, while the other vacant bed was occasionally used by her when she visited him.

  She also needed to rest. Her own abilities could also only work to the best effect when she was well-rested.

  She sat by Long Yifan’s bedside and reached out to tuck the corner of the sheets against him. As she took in his thin appearance, she suddenly thought of Long Yifan.

  Previously, when she first met Long Jingyuan in the Bai family, she had found him somewhat familiar. However, she had struggled to understand why that was so.

  She now understood that Long Yifan and Long Jingyuan appeared uncanningly similar at times.

  Both of them were unrelated. Why would they appear this similar?

  “Dad, both Mom and I have the surname ‘Fang’, while your surname is ‘Long’. Does that mean that your mother’s surname is also ‘Long’?” Fang Xinxin recalled asking him when she had been young.

  Her father had not gotten angry. Instead, he had held her and spoken seriously. “My good daughter, my surname follows my father. He is also your grandfather. He once said that our family always has to keep our ancestors’ names. That is why my surname is ‘Long’.”

  “But if I don’t take your surname, others will laugh at you.”

  “For your mother, it’s nothing to me if others laugh at me. Besides, no matter whose surname you have, you’ll always be my blood family. You’re daddy’s little precious girl.”

  “In that case, Daddy is my big precious daddy!” She had responded sweetly.

  “Xinxin is so sweet!” Long Yifan had not been able to resist kissing her chubby cheeks.

  Fang Xinxin returned to herself. She felt a little sad as she watched her father.

  She muttered to herself. “Dad, I wonder when you’ll finally wake up. I really regret not being able to take good care of you in the past. I hope you’ll wake up and give me another opportunity to do so. I really wish to hear you calling me your ‘precious daughter’ again.”

  Long Yifan’s left hand trembled ever so slightly. As his hands were tucked beneath the sheets, Fang Xinxin did not notice this.