Chapter 167: Regret of Chief Yi, Ling Xuan Joins
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In another ward just a wall away, the atmosphere was completely different.
Yi Hansheng’s left hand was wrapped in bandages, suspended around his neck, as he laid sprawled out on the bed. In front of him was a bed frame with a projection screen set up, playing a popular movie of the season.
To fully recreate the theater experience, a pair of 3D glasses rested on the bridge of the man’s nose.
Popcorn and soda were within easy reach.
Yi Ci, the filial son who came to keep him company, also snuggled into the bed, sitting side by side with his father. They occasionally leaned their heads together to discuss the plot, with a few pieces of popcorn spilled on the floor.
If one didn’t know better, they would think they were on vacation, not in the hospital.
“…Stinky Kid, go pour a glass of water for your old man.”
“No, it’s getting exciting!” Yi Ci didn’t even blink.
“What’s more important, the movie or your old man?”
“For now, it’s the movie.”
Yi Hansheng: “…”
In the end, Yi Ci still poured a glass of water for his old man. In this vast world, the patient was the biggest, so he endured.
“I don’t want it.” Yi Hansheng turned his head away, looking disgusted.
Yi Ci: “?” Was he being stubborn now?
Yi Hansheng: “Change it to cola.”
“The doctor said you’re only allowed to drink this.”
“…Son, don’t be like this… I…”
“Whether you drink it or not, it’s useless to say anything. Don’t even try to act cute; it gives me goosebumps.”
Yi Hansheng’s expression froze, then he compromised, “Then get me a straw.”
“…Okay.” So demanding.
When Yi Hansheng finally drank the water through the straw with his mouth wide open, the movie ended.
Yi Ci: “?” I suspect you’re messing with me, and I have evidence.
Yi Hansheng: “Good son, please help me take off the glasses, I can’t use my hands.”
Yi Ci: “!” Let me tell you, being so cocky will get you into big trouble sooner or later!
“Hurry up, what are you staring at?”
“…Okay. Rewind the movie; I haven’t seen the last fifteen minutes.”
“I already watched it.”
Yi Ci: “?”
“Change to the next one.”
“Dad, you’ve had enough, don’t piss me off, nobody else will come to take care of you.”
Yi Hansheng lost his wife early on and never remarried, raising his son alone. Compared to the happy family next door, he lived like a bachelor.
Well, not just like, he was one.
“You little brat, are you rebelling?”
Yi Ci rolled his eyes and didn’t bother to help him with the water cup. He placed it on the bedside table with a clank and then plopped down on the sofa across from him.
The old man was the master, and he was the young master.
“Dad, from the accident till now, you still haven’t explained to me?” He smirked.
You’re using such a formal address now.
Yi Hansheng felt a headache coming on and began to laugh awkwardly. “What explanation? Who do I need to explain to? This matter can’t be explained!”
“…” I almost believed you.
“Go ahead, how did you end up fighting? Although our families have never seen eye to eye with the Lings, this is the first time we’ve come to blows.”
Yi Hansheng’s eyes bulged with anger. “It was Ling Qingzhou, that old man, who struck first!”
“He just punched you out of the blue?”
“…”
“No reason at all?”
Yi Hansheng sneered, “What do you mean he punched me? Later, I was the one who made him scream and see stars.”
Yi Ci’s tone was icy. “Then how did you end up with a broken hand?”
“?” Useless son, always trying to stir things up.
“Old Yi, I’m telling you, you’re in your forties and still acting rashly like us young people. Now, everyone in the company knows you got into a fight with Ling Xuan’s dad and ended up in the hospital. Does the CEO’s face still matter?”
“The whole… company knows?!”
Yi Ci glanced at him askance. “Why wouldn’t they?”
“…F*ck!”
“Dad, why do you have to compete with Uncle Ling over building projects?”
Yes, Yi Ci could see it. His dad’s biggest pleasure wasn’t in building, but in competing with Ling Qingzhou.
Over the years, the two of them had gone all out to make things difficult for each other.
But there wasn’t necessarily any deep-seated enmity between them.
Yi Ci had never bothered with all this before. He figured, if his dad liked building, let him build. After all, it was his own money, and he could spend it however he wanted. He didn’t mind.
But this time, not only did it cost money, but also bones and muscles. Yi Ci couldn’t help but be curious and decided to ask directly—
“What are you two plotting?”
The man fell unusually silent, no longer joking around but sinking into a strange depth and seriousness.
Seeing this, Yi Ci swallowed nervously and sat up straight unconsciously.
The silence fermented, and after who knows how long, Yi Hansheng finally spoke in a low voice—
“If it wasn’t for him back then, our lives wouldn’t be like this now.”
Yi Ci looked puzzled. “Isn’t it good now?”
Their family and the Lings were both well-established taxpayers in the area, local “aristocrats.”
Yi Hansheng smiled. “It would only be better.”
Indeed, being by that person’s side, whether it was him or Ling Qingzhou, would be a hundred times better than it is now.
He had never doubted this.
Ling Qingzhou must also regret deeply, but unfortunately, it’s of no use.
Yi Ci: “So, did Uncle Ling do something?”
Yi Hansheng’s face darkened suddenly, and he snorted coldly, “That despicable scoundrel only knows how to use underhanded tactics behind the scenes. If I could have stayed in the capital back then…”
Stayed by Luo Mingyue’s side, “Then you would’ve been a proper young master of the capital, wouldn’t that be better than staying in this corner of Linhuai?”
Yi Ci: “?” The capital?
So, his old man really came from a big city?
“Uh… Don’t tell me you’re a scion of a fallen noble family from the capital, returning with your son twenty years later, reclaiming power, and from then on reaching the peak of life, with beautiful wives…”
Smack!
Before he could finish, an apple flew and hit him on the forehead.
Yi Ci’s eyes went blank.
Yi Hansheng: “You’ve read too many novels? Noble heir…”
It’s not strange Yi Ci would think like that. From childhood to adulthood, he had no grandparents, which was one thing, but there weren’t even any distant relatives in the family.
They might say it’s a “noble family,” but there were only him and Yi Hansheng in the family.
“Then what?”
Yi Hansheng’s eyes showed a hint of confusion, as if lost in some distant memory. “How could there be an heir? Back then, we were both orphans…”
Ling Xuan took two days off to stay with Ling Qingzhou in the hospital for a day, then flew back to the capital the next afternoon and first went to Yan Zhenfeng to report his leave.
In the office.
“Is everything okay at home?”
Ling Xuan: “Everything’s taken care of.”
“Mm.” Yan Zhenfeng nodded, “Since you’ve been away these past few days, the teams have been rearranged. You’ll stay in my team for now…”
“Professor Yan,” Ling Xuan suddenly spoke up, interrupting him, “I want to join Teacher Sun’s team.”
Not far away, Sun Qun, who heard his name, straightened up instantly, as if a radar had detected a flying object.
Huh? Another discerning and good student?
Yan Zhenfeng raised an eyebrow, half jokingly, “What, you don’t like my team?”
“Not at all, I just want to be with Jiang Fuyue.” His bluntness left no room for argument.
Yan Zhenfeng didn’t want to give in, “After the first group assignment, many people wanted to be in her group.”
Having Jiang Fuyue was like having an unparalleled weapon, a sure win.
With such a hot commodity, everyone wanted a piece of it.
He had already turned down many students, so why should he make an exception for Ling Xuan?
He had even announced to the whole class that once the groups were set, there would be no changes. By doing this, wasn’t Ling Xuan just slapping himself in the face?
“First of all, Jiang Fuyue and I are from the same place. If I had been present during the group selection, I would have chosen to be in the same group as her without hesitation.”
“Secondly, my situation shouldn’t be considered a strict ‘change,’ after all, I never chose from the beginning, so how could there be a change?”
“Lastly…” Ling Xuan took out the five sets of papers handed out for the group assignment.
Yan Zhenfeng received them skeptically and glanced down—
Wow! He had completed all five sets.
He took out the answer key and started grading.
Ten minutes later.
Five papers, four with full marks, and one deducted one point for missing a unit symbol.
Ling Xuan: “It took me four hours to complete these five sets of questions, averaging 2.5 sets every two hours, faster than Lin Shumo by half a set, with a correct rate of 99 percent.”
He said slowly, “I believe I have the ability to be placed in Teacher Sun’s group. What do you think?”
Yan Zhenfeng had nothing to say.
Sun Qun stood nearby, grinning, wondering what kind of luck he had stumbled upon. Now, all the good students in the summer camp were in his hands!
The next day, Yan Zhenfeng announced Ling Xuan’s group selection results, and naturally there were many sour voices.
Including Ren Xinghe, who was assigned to the coaching team.
They were all from Linhuai, why should he be able to lie down and win with Jiang Fuyue all the way?
But when Yan Zhenfeng laid out Ling Xuan’s five sets of papers, all doubts vanished.
In the morning, Ling Xuan walked into the classroom, and at a glance, he saw Jiang Fuyue and Lin Shumo sitting together in the corner, becoming desk mates.
Tsk!
His eyes darkened.
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