"We can't afford to offend people like this." Sister Yuan looked at Cheng Yi'an's face carefully, fearing that she would not like to hear about her troubles.
But Sister Yuan also sincerely did her best.
"With his family background, I'm afraid the family will also..."
"I know." Cheng Yi'an didn't let Sister Yuan say any more. She tightened her hand and held Sister Yuan's hand again: "I know, Sister Yuan, don't worry, I know everything. I know it's impossible for me to be with him. As for me, I have never thought about being with him in this life. What does it matter if we meet such a superior person? I know we are not suitable, and I am not one of those little girls who dream."
"Besides, I can't think about so much right now. How can I care about it? What I'm thinking about now is how to make more money, hire a lawyer, and get my parents' things back. I'm thinking about completing my studies. These have taken up everything I have now, and I have no time to think about anything else."
"Besides, how can he, the dignified Young Master Nan, like me?" Cheng Yi'an laughed self-deprecatingly.
Sister Yuan's words came to her lips, but she didn't say them out. Cheng Yi'an was really too arrogant to belittle herself.
Haven't she seen her in the bar?
Do the young masters invite her to drink every day?
Some women were born to attract men's attention.
"I can't reach someone like that." Cheng Yi'an said, "Besides, he also looks down on me from the bottom of his heart. Even if he really likes me a little bit, what respect is there for such a like? I understand it all, do not worry."
Sister Yuan nodded. Seeing that Cheng Yi'an was really very measured, she said no more.
For a long time, Cheng Yi'an did not meet Nan Jingheng in the bar again.
She couldn't tell whether she was happy or disappointed.
To him, after all, she was nothing more than an interlude.
Appeared in front of him, and it reminded him of something.
Once she was gone, she will be forgotten.
Furthermore, she made it so clear that day that Nan Jingheng would not come to her again even if he was so proud.
Cheng Yi'an sighed, thankful that she had repeatedly warned her not to have unrealistic illusions about Nan Jingheng.
If she didn't have hope, she won't be disappointed.
She looked around, she had her own life, her world, which would never be the same as his.
Cheng Yi'an took a deep breath, put Nan Jingheng out of his mind, and concentrated on her own life.
***
As for Little Millet Cake's injuries, they were almost healed. He had been recovering from his injuries in the hospital for several months and has long been unable to stay.
At first, he would be scared at night and have nightmares. he couldn't see his parents and felt uneasy.
Later, Song Yu and Ruan Danchen took their children over to play with him in shifts every day. Chu Zhaoyang also specially hired a psychiatrist, pretending to be Chu Zhaoyang's friend, to visit Little Millet Cake and chat with him, leaving Little Millet Cake unguarded.
Little by little, he was being treated unconsciously.
Little Millet Cake was still in the dark and didn't know that he had actually seen a psychiatrist.
He thought he was very big-hearted and a little man, and that he had stepped out of the shadows.
They were hospitalized because of him. Even though their bodies were slowly recovering, the old man and the old lady still went to the hospital every day. They felt uncomfortable when they couldn't see him for a day.
If it weren't for the fact that there weare many germs in the hospital, it wouldn't be good for the two elders to live here. The two elders would want to open a ward directly next to Little Millet Cake.
At this moment, Little Millet Cake was on the hospital bed, tinkering with the smart watch on her wrist. The bandages on his body have long been removed, and the bruises on his face have been completely dispersed, revealing his originally fair and delicate face.
In a pair of big black and white eyes, there was no trace of haze anymore, and the impact of the kidnapping was completely gone.
Clean and carefree.
The arm was still bandaged, but it no longer needed to be hung, only the plaster was still on.
Children's bones were soft and easily injured, but they were also the easiest to heal, faster than adults.
In fact, the little guy could almost be discharged from the hospital, but the two elders were still worried, so they let him recuperate in the hospital. If anything happens, he could call a doctor immediately.
At this time, the little guy was mumbling something in his pink mouth and looked depressed.
"Little Milllet Cake, what's wrong with you?" Qi Youxuan asked him strangely. Little Millet Cake had a bulging face, with a serious look on his face, as if he was thinking about something.
After a long while, he finally made up his mind and said to Qi Youxuan, "Brother Youxuan, I'm telling you, you can't tell anyone." Qi Youxuan was already a big boy.
Seeing him looking like this, he smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Little Millet Cake noticed Qi Youjin sitting cross-legged opposite him, holding a big blessing and chewing on it, and said to him: "You can't tell anyone either."
Qi Youjin blinked and nodded vigorously: "I won't".
After saying that, he also stretched out his little finger: "Man, keep your word. Hang yourself with a hook, and you will not change for a hundred years!"
Little Millet Cake and Little Youjin hooked up, and their soft thumb pads faced each other, like seals. When it was over, Little Millet Cake sighed: "I...my birthday is coming soon! But my parents seem to have forgotten and didn't mention celebrating my birthday at all."
When Qi Youxuan heard about it, it turned out to be this.
Such a small thing, yet done in such a mysterious manner. However, Qi Youxuan remembered what his parents and uncles had told him before.
Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian have not forgotten his birthday, and were even secretly preparing to surprise Little Millet Cake. They also had greeted to Qi Chengzhi and the others, asking them to attend Little Millet Cake's birthday on that day.
Hence, Qi Youxuan naturally knew about this.