Li Yehan, upon hearing the news, said to the person surveilling them, "Leave them be, If they want to die, let them die."
Receiving this information, Li Yehan sent a video message for Nan Qiao to see.
Just after sending the message, someone knocked on the door of Li Yehan’s office.
"Come in," Li Yehan’s voice was very stern.
He looked up and upon seeing the person who entered, his expression brightened and he swiftly walked over to take the item in Nan Qiao’s hand.
"Qiaoqiao, did you come specially to bring me lunch?"
Nan Qiao sat down, and Li Yehan poured her a glass of water and placed it in front of her.
"You don’t welcome me?" Nan Qiao asked with a smile.
"Welcome, I am happy for you to come, I look forward to it every day. I am very glad you could come to see me."
Qiaoqiao was showing her concern for him, and of course he was pleased.
Li Yehan opened the meal, placed it on the table, and poured Nan Qiao a glass of mango juice.
The two of them ate together.
Meanwhile, outside the door of Li Yehan’s office, someone arrived.
Secretary Zhao was on duty today; everyone else went to have lunch first, and he stayed behind to eat later.
When Secretary Zhao saw Li Ye, he immediately stepped out and stood in front of her, as if intending to block her way.
"What’s the matter? I can’t go in?"
Secretary Zhao nodded, "Mr. Li is inside having lunch with Miss Nan Qiao, it’s not convenient to meet with others right now. If you wish to see Mr. Li, please come back later."
Secretary Zhao stood face to face with Li Ye, unsure of how to address him for a moment.
Li Ye glanced toward the direction of the office but didn’t continue forward, choosing instead to leave.
Secretary Zhao returned to his seat and sent a message to Li Yehan.
Li Yehan frowned upon seeing the message, but then quickly relaxed.
The astute Nan Qiao noticed his reaction and asked softly, "What’s the matter?"
Nan Qiao raised an eyebrow, "Why is he back? Didn’t you say that Grandpa Li forbade him to return?"
Li Yehan put down his phone, "Tianhong is ill, stomach cancer, but they caught it early. He used his illness to negotiate with Grandpa, hoping that Li Ye could come back to see him one last time."
Nan Qiao hadn’t thought Tianhong would become sick and use this method to let Li Ye return. Grandpa Li couldn’t say much about it.
"Li Ye will probably try to approach you on purpose, no matter what he says, you don’t have to pay attention to him."
Nan Qiao said with a laugh, "What, are you afraid I’ll get along with him?"
Nan Qiao’s words successfully agitated Li Yehan.
Li Yehan walked over and sat beside Nan Qiao, looking at her with deeply affectionate eyes.
"Qiaoqiao, you are mine, and only mine."
Nan Qiao stretched out her hand and lightly pinched Li Yehan’s handsome face, giggling, "Li Yehan, I was just joking with you, why so serious? Besides, I’m not interested in Li Ye, he’s not my type."
Li Yehan’s lips slightly curled up, "So you like my type?"
Nan Qiao didn’t answer, "You guess."
"No need to guess, you like my type too. Qiaoqiao, I know you love me."
Li Yehan went to kiss Nan Qiao but was unceremoniously pushed away by her.
"Qiaoqiao, why are you rejecting me?"
"I’ve just eaten, it’s not the right time to kiss."
Too full, what if I throw up from excitement?
Li Yehan chuckled and ruffled Nan Qiao’s hair, "Qiaoqiao, you’re really cute."
Li Yehan cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks from the table and wiped it clean.
Soon, Li Yehan came over with a warm towel to wipe Nan Qiao’s hands.
Nan Qiao watched Li Yehan carefully wipe her hands; his handsome face was hard to turn away from.
Nan Qiao, a member of the "looks club," couldn’t help but take a few more glances at such a handsome man.
Perhaps Nan Qiao’s gaze was too intense, as Li Yehan suddenly looked up, their eyes meeting.
Nan Qiao instinctively looked away, fearing Li Yehan could read her emotions.
"Qiaoqiao, your gaze is too heated, I’m afraid you want to devour me."
Nan Qiao: "Not at all."
With a smile, Li Yehan held on to Nan Qiao’s shoulders, not letting her look away, "Qiaoqiao, your feelings are so genuine, I’ve already noticed."
Li Yehan was always meticulous, nothing escaped his notice.
Nan Qiao pushed him away and stood up, "I need to get back to work, you should rest a bit as well."
"You should rest too when you get back, let’s rest together."
Li Yehan picked up Nan Qiao in his arms and carried her into the resting room.
He gently placed her on the bed; Nan Qiao was tense all over, her palms against Li Yehan’s chest, shyly looking up at him.
Her eyes, shimmering with moisture, made Li Yehan’s heart tremble.
"Li Yehan, get up first."
Li Yehan rolled over, lay beside Nan Qiao, and pulled her into his embrace.
"Qiaoqiao, don’t talk, if you keep talking, I’m afraid I won’t be able to resist."
Nan Qiao fell silent, and Li Yehan held her as they took a nap.
Li Ye sat in his car, watching the entrance.
An hour passed and Nan Qiao didn’t come out.
Seeing this, Li Ye smiled.
Just then, Li Xia’s call came through, and Li Ye answered.
"Li Ye, where are you? You’re back in the country, why not come home for a visit? Dad wants to see you, come back quickly."
The smile on Li Ye’s face gradually faded, and his tone carried a chill, "Alright."
After hanging up, Li Ye drove back home.
Jiang Linyu paced back and forth by the entrance until finally, she saw Li Ye.
Jiang Linyu walked up excitedly, "Xiao Ye, you’re finally back. Why didn’t you call me when you got back to the country? Don’t you know how worried your mother was?"
"No need to worry about me."
"You’re on Li Yehan’s territory, I fear he might send someone to assassinate you. Xiao Ye, from now on, take two bodyguards with you whenever you go out, safety first."
"Li Yehan won’t lay a hand on me yet. If something happens to me now that I’ve just returned, it would surely be his doing."
During the conversation, the mother and son walked into the villa.
Tianhong saw Li Ye return and was all smiles, "Xiao Ye, you’re finally back."
Li Ye walked over with a smile, "Dad, I’ve consulted several doctors abroad, and they all said your illness is nothing serious. I’ll have them come in a few days, a small surgery will do."
"Xiao Ye, you’re always so thoughtful, you can’t compare with Li Yehan. His father is sick, and he didn’t even make a phone call. Yet here you are, running around for my illness."
Jiang Linyu smiled, "Xiao Ye is your son, and it’s right for him to be filial. As for Yehan... That child has never been close to us. We can’t count on him now, and certainly not in the future."
Li Ye didn’t make a sound, but Tianhong muttered a few words of annoyance.
Jiang Linyu brought Tianhong a cup of water and comforted him in a soft, gentle voice, "Tianhong, don’t be angry. Getting upset will only harm your health, and Yehan won’t care. Xiao Ye just got back, so let’s sit down and have a good talk, and we’ll eat lunch together."
Tianhong spoke cheerfully, "Let the kitchen prepare more of Xiao Ye’s favorite dishes. Xiao Ye has lost a lot of weight; the food overseas must be terrible."
A family, in perfect harmony.