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nQin Yiyi woke up in the middle of the night, her stomach growling.

nAt the side, a smile flashed across Shang Jingheng’s eyes. He took out a bowl of porridge as if conjuring a magic trick.

n“I cooked it myself. Why don’t you try it?”

nQin Yiyi’s eyes instantly lit up. “That must be delicious!”

nShe had tasted Shang Jingheng’s cooking a few times.

nIt was really good!

nAfter finishing a bowl of porridge, she could not help but lick her lips and look at Shang Jingheng with eager eyes.

n“Is there any more?”

n“Yes, but you can only drink half a bowl.”

nQin Yiyi,”…”

n“Half a bowl, then half a bowl!”

nIn the end, after half a bowl of porridge, Qin Yiyi was so pitiful that she almost carried the empty bowl and continued to eat rice grains.

nShang Jingheng was amused and angry. He reached out and took the empty bowl from her hand.

n“It’s just a bowl of porridge. Is there a need to go so far?”

nPausing slightly, he shook his head with a doting expression. “If you want to eat it, I’ll cook more for you tomorrow.”

n“That’s what you said.”

nQin Yiyi blinked her eyes repeatedly, her face full of slyness.

n“You can’t go back on your words.”

n“I won’t go back on my words.”

nAfter she had eaten his fill.

nQin Yiyi leaned on the sofa and did not want to move.

nHowever, she was forcefully pulled up by Shang Jingheng. “Get up and walk around. It’s good to stand up.”

n“You’re a girl. After eating, you have to walk around to digest your food. Otherwise, you’ll gain weight.”

nQin Yiyi glanced at him as if she was looking at an idiot.

n“Do you think I’m someone who’s afraid of gaining weight?”

nShe wasn’t going to gain weight at all, alright?

n“That won’t do either. It’s not good for your stomach.”

nQin Yiyi glanced at him and pursed her lips. “I’ll listen to you, Uncle.”

nThe corners of Shang “Uncle” Jingheng’s mouth twitched. He really couldn’t hold it in anymore. He raised his hand and knocked on her forehead.

n“Am I very old? Hmm?”

n“No, no, you’re not old at all. You’re still young and at the right age.”

nAt the end of her sentence, Qin Yiyi couldn’t help but laugh as well.

nShang Jingheng also shook his head in amusement until his phone rang.

nQin Yiyi glanced at him and raised her eyebrows. “Ding Yi called?”

nHe seemed to have hesitated for a moment just now.

nShe very considerately took the initiative to bring it up.

n“Then pick up the phone. I’ll go back to my room to rest for a while.”

nShe was a very thoughtful and obedient child. She would not take the initiative to listen to other people’s calls!

n“There’s no need to avoid it.”

nShang Jingheng looked at her directly and even pressed the speakerphone.

n“Speak. I’m listening.”

nDing Yi’s very serious voice came from the other side of the phone, “Sir, someone from the family is involved. However, we haven’t found out which one. However, the two people who attacked should be from the Changsheng family. Moreover, it seems to be related to the third miss of the Changsheng family. What do you think about this matter…”

n“We’ll do it according to the rules.”

nShang Jingheng’s voice was calm. He glanced at Qin Yiyi from the corner of his eyes. Then, he spoke with a ruthless tone.

n“What I want is irrefutable evidence.”

n“Don’t worry, sir.”

nAlthough Ding Yi had already thought of this result before he made this call.

nHowever, after he hung up the phone, he couldn’t help but have a deeper impression of Qin Yiyi in his heart.

nSir placed too much importance on Miss Qin!

nHowever…

nMiss Qin was definitely worth it!

nDing Yi spent the whole night dealing with the aftermath. One by one, orders were sent out from his hands and mouth.

nIn the room.

nQin Yiyi glanced at Shang Jingheng. After thinking for a moment, she pushed the tea beside her over.

n“Have a sip?”

nLooking at his expression, he was a little angry. Drinking tea to calm his anger…

nShang Jingheng glanced at her and rubbed the space between his brows. “I’m not drinking anymore. Didn’t you say you were going back to your room to rest? I’ll send you.”

n“It’s only two or three steps away. What’s there to send?”

nQin Yiyi turned around and prepared to return to her guest room.

nHowever, after taking two steps, she turned back and tilted her head at Shang Jingheng with a serious expression.

n“You don’t have to worry. That Changsheng family provoked my people. I’ll handle this matter.”

nShe had plenty of ways to make their lives worse than death!

n“I’m worried about you.”

nAlthough there were some things that Shang Jingheng didn’t know how to talk about, he didn’t want to hide anything from the little girl in front of him.

nHearing Qin Yiyi take the initiative to speak, he simply said, “The Changsheng family is best at hiding. This time, their people actually attacked you, so they definitely won’t let it go easily. So I’m not prepared to let it go just like that, and I don’t want to keep their family.”

n“The Changsheng family is old friends with you?”

nShang Jingheng lowered his eyes. “It’s my maternal grandparents’ family.”

nMaternal grandparents… his mother’s family…

nWhen Qin Yiyi heard this, she immediately changed her mind. “Then don’t get involved in this matter.”

n“I’ll do it!”

n“There’s no need.”

nShang Jingheng shook his head directly. He even explained to Qin Yiyi with a serious look on his face, “I’ve wanted to lay my hands on them for quite some time. This is also a good opportunity. Just leave it to Ding Yi and the others.”

nQin Yiyi looked at him deeply.

nAfter a while.

nShe smiled. “Alright. Let me know if there’s anything you need.”

n“Definitely.”

nAfter the two of them finished talking about serious matters, Qin Yiyi waved her hand.

n“I’m going back to my room.”

nAfter returning to her room and lying on the bed, Qin Yiyi, who was staring at the ceiling again, did not feel sleepy.

nShe tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.

nIn her mind, the dream that she had before was still replaying.

nShe kept feeling that something was wrong, but… if she thought about it carefully, it was just a dream…

nForget it, forget it, she did not want to think about it anymore!

nEarly the next morning, Qin Yiyi and Shang Jingheng called Grandpa Fang when they were having breakfast. They said that they would go straight to school later and that they would return home after school in the afternoon. Grandpa Fang did not think too much about it.

nHe directly reminded her to be careful on the road before hanging up. After breakfast, Qin Yiyi went to see Yang Huairou. Then, she came out again and went to Yang Huaijun’s room.

nOnly then did the family doctor treat his external injuries and change his dressing.

nWhen he saw her come in, he had a look of distrust on his face. “Miss Qin, can you really cure his hand?”

n“There should be a 70-80% chance of saving it.”

nQin Yiyi felt that although she had said 70-80, if she were to perform the surgery…

nThe hope should be above 90.

nHowever…

nWeren’t all Chinese people particular about modesty and couldn’t be so full of themselves?

nTherefore, Qin Yiyi couldn’t help but be modest.

nThe family doctor was very suspicious, “Mr. Shang, I used the most advanced equipment, and you know my medical skills, but I really don’t even have a 50% chance, but this Miss…” In short, he… didn’t believe it!

nShang Jingheng didn’t even look at him. His gaze landed gently on Qin Yiyi.

n“How is it? Do you need me to prepare anything for you? If you’re too tired, you can rest for a while.”

n“This kid should be able to hold on for another half a day.”

nQin Yiyi rolled her eyes at him and turned her head. She looked at Yang Huaijun very seriously.

n“My suggestion is to perform the surgery immediately. I will do it personally. This family doctor’s opinion should have been made clear to you. Do you want to make your own choice?”

nThe family doctor opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he shivered under Shang Jingheng’s leisurely glance.

nShut up and you’ll live!

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