Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

  “…”


  He was thinking too much!

  Yu Yuehan and Nian Xiaomu’s drama instincts acted up. However, Mo Yongheng and Qi Yan still had not started their fight even though they had finished acting as a pair of elderly parents.

  Instead, Tan Bengbeng, who had just lay down, immediately sat up on the bed when she noticed that the two men had their daggers drawn yet again.

  As she stared at Mo Yongheng with a confused look, she turned around and looked at Qi Yan.

  “Is there a feud between you two?”


  “Ask him about it! Perhaps there is something wrong with his brain since he kept on challenging me!” Qi Yan walked to Tan Bengbeng’s side. With the posture of a guardian, he stretched out his fingers and pointed at Mo Yongheng in disgust.

  Mo Yongheng’s face darkened when he heard what Qi Yan said.

  Just as Nian Xiaomu was about to head forward and break off the fight, Yu Yuehan pulled her back. With a pair of flickering eyes, he lowered his voice and asked, “Weren’t you very concerned previously at how Qi Yan sneakily took advantage of Bengbeng, as well as the way he forced her to get together with him? Do you want to see him meet with a rebuff?”


  Nian Xiaomu was taken aback and she turned around to look at him. “Are you referring to Mo Yongheng? It’s useless, haven’t you seen how fearless Qi Yan is? Mo Yongheng would not be able to take him down…”


  “That is unlikely!”


  Yu Yuehan’s lips curled upward into a devilish grin as he said slowly, “I have a feeling that Qi Yan is about to get unlucky, very unlucky!”


  “…”


  Nian Xiaomu replied, “Stop with your nonsense, grandpa needs someone to take care of him. How could Mo Yongheng be a match for the shameless Qi Yan? What if he simply stomps off in anger?”


  Just as Nian Xiaomu took a step forward, Yu Yuehan pulled her back again.

  He locked her tightly in his embrace.

  As he wrapped his arms around her waist, he rested his chin on her uninjured shoulder and said, “Don’t be anxious. You should just silently watch as Qi Yan seeks his own death. He will suffer later!”


  “…”


  Why did she detect a conspiracy of some sort?

  Could it be that Mo Yongheng still has a trump card up his sleeve?

  Beep beep!

  Mo Yongheng had only quarreled with Qi Yan for a brief moment before his cell phone rang.

  He listened for a few seconds and his eyes flickered slightly.

  As he hung up the call, he looked toward Nian Xiaomu and said, “The elderly head is awake, I’ll go back to take care of him now. Both of you should rest well, I’ll update you guys if there is any further information.”


  “Okay.”


  Nian Xiaomu saw Mo Yongheng off. Just as he reached the door, Qi Yan hugged Tan Bengbeng.

  He rested in her embrace and muttered, “Bengbeng, he is definitely jealous that you like me, so he challenges me every single time we meet. Look at my face, it is swollen from his beatings. Aren’t you going to ask if it hurts?”


  Nian Xiaomu noticed that Mo Yongheng evidently paused at the door when he heard this. Turning around, he glared at Qi Yan before he gritted his teeth and left.

  It seemed as if Mo Yongheng might just have returned to give Qi Yan another beating if he had not had to attend to her grandfather…


  His intent to murder was really strong!

  “He has already left, have you finished looking?”


  Nian Xiaomu was lost in her thoughts when a chilly voice suddenly sounded beside her ears.

  She shuddered all over and turned around immediately to soothe him.

  “The person whom Mo Yongheng likes is Bengbeng, and the reason I stared at him for so long was because I was appreciative of him taking care of grandpa. Why did you blindly get jealous!”


  Yu Yuehan raised his eyebrows and replied, “You have too many dark records, so I am really scared!”


  “…”


  After Nian Xiaomu saw Mo Yongheng off, Yu Yuehan hauled her back to her ward to get some rest.

  Only Qi Yan and Tan Bengbeng were left in the ward that had been extremely lively a moment ago.

  Tan Bengbeng reached out to push Qi Yan’s head away and said with a frown, “I didn’t say that I like you. You really deserve the beating.”