Chapter 1289: Chapter 1289 - Why Are the Flowers so Red in Color?

Chapter 1289: Why Are the Flowers so Red in Color?

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Everyone else can visit him except for me. It’s so hard on me!” Nian Xiaomu pouted her lips and cooed in his embrace.

Yu Yuehan was unable to resist the little devil in his arms.

He locked her by her arms and spoke as he walked out.

“I suddenly remembered that it’s your day tomorrow.”

Nian Xiaomu blinked her eyes and asked, “Do I have anything on?”

Yu Yuehan nodded his head with all seriousness and said, “Yup, there is. It is the first of June, Children’s Day.”

“…”

Bullsh*t!

She was really missing her grandpa, but he actually teased her instead of comforting her.

Nian Xiaomu started to miss Xiao Liuliu again since she couldn’t visit her grandpa.

Since it happened to be Children’s Day the next day, Yu Yuehan decided to simply kidnap her onto the plane and make a trip back to City H to spend the special day with Xiao Liuliu, at the same time visiting Tang Yuansi and Shangxin.

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On the other side.

Qi Yan walked proudly with confident steps as he strode toward Mo Chengxian’s room with Tan Bengbeng.

Just like an apprentice, Mo Yongheng held onto a medicine box and was instructed to follow behind at the tail end.

He nearly smashed the medicine box onto the ground when he looked up and saw Qi Yan holding onto Tan Bengbeng’s hand with a gleeful look on his face.

However, he gritted his teeth and endured it the moment he thought of the severely ill, elderly head.

Qi Yan was the elderly head’s last hope.

As such, he could not even retaliate even if Qi Yan punched him, much less the other way round.

The few of them stopped in front of Mo Chengxian’s ward.

Qi Yan still remembered Mo Chengxian’s reaction when he saw Tan Bengbeng last time. As he lowered his gaze and took a glance at her elegant face, his eyes flickered and he called Mo Yongheng forward.

“Your movements are so slow, didn’t you have your meal?”

“…”

Mo Yongheng froze and he looked up at Qi Yan.

There were clearly nurses in the villa, but Qi Yan refused to order them around. Instead, he explicitly sought Mo Chengliang’s permission to take him as his assistant, and now he was trying to put him down.

Others might not be aware, but Mo Yongheng knew very clearly that he was taking revenge for a personal grudge!

He would endure it!

Mo Yongheng opened up the medicine box just as instructed. Then, he watched as Qi Yan retrieved a sterile mask and gently put in on Tan Bengbeng’s face.

He reminded her, “Try not to make any noises, lest you agitate Mr. Mo. Sit inside obediently and wait for me, I’ll take you back to rest after I am done examining him.”

Qi Yan lowered his head and planted a kiss on Tan Bengbeng’s face after he finished speaking.

He gave a light peck on her cheek without any frivolous intentions.

When he lifted his head up and noticed Mo Yongheng, who was sporting a darkened face, he intentionally lowered his head again and planted another kiss on her face.

After he noticed that Mo Yongheng’s face was so dark that black ink was about to drip down from it, he finally collected his gaze in satisfaction and led Tan Bengbeng into the ward with a cocky look.

Just before they entered the room, Mo Yongheng suddenly reached out and stopped him.

He said in a low voice, “Are you really confident of curing the elderly head?”

Mo Chengxian’s health was in a very bad state.

If the toxins remained in his body for too long, even an antidote would not be able to fully clear them.

Mo Yongheng knew this point better than anyone else.

He could understand if Qi Yan wanted to help Nian Xiaomu, and hence intentionally proclaimed in front of Mo Chengliang that he could nurse the elderly head back to health.

However, he wanted to hear the truth since only a few of them were here now.

“Look where you are touching. You can block me off, but don’t use the chance to touch my Bengbeng!” As Qi Yan clicked his tongue, he pushed Mo Yongheng’s hand away from Tan Bengbeng’s arm and cast him an annoyed glance.

“Qi Yan!”

Even though Mo Yongheng appeared to be very composed, he was not an easy target to provoke.

He had only managed to endure Qi Yan’s cockiness up till now because the elderly head’s health was at stake.

If Qi Yan dared to tell him that whatever he had said earlier was just to intimidate the others, he would pin him against the wall in one second and give him a good beating!

He would let him know why the flowers were so red in color!