Early the next morning, Shen Ximan woke up from her dream.
She had slept extremely soundly that night, as if all the exhaustion from the busy days of recent had been driven out of her body.
She was full of energy.
Shen Ximan got out of bed and saw the water cup placed beside it.
The memories flooding into her mind forced her to immediately recall what had happened the previous afternoon. She remembered that she had been instructing A Ting about An Ruo's matter, and then... she couldn't quite remember after that.
Xue Xiaoqi opened the door at this moment and happened to see her awake.
"Sister Ximan!"
She rushed over and checked on her. "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Shen Ximan shook her head and skipped over her concern directly.
"Who took care of me last night?"
"... Don't you remember?" She looked at her tentatively.
"Should I remember something?" She asked blankly.
Xue Xiaoqi forced a laugh. "Oh, I'm so hurt. I stayed up all night taking care of you, but you don't even have an impression of it."
Shen Ximan thought for a while. "You took care of me?"
"Of course! Miss An was taken away by the Second Young Master's people halfway yesterday. When I drove back on a long - distance trip, I heard from A Ting that you had fainted. I was so worried! Fortunately, the family doctor said it was nothing serious, just fatigue caused by being too busy and nervous recently."
She paused for a moment, still pondering in her mind whether it was true.
Afraid that Shen Ximan would notice something, Xue Xiaoqi quickly grabbed her hand.
"The kitchen has made waffles. Miss An has already gone there."
Shen Ximan hesitated a bit. "Is An Ruo still angry?"
"Miss An is so innocent and kind. How could she be angry with you?"
Looking at her sad face, she comforted her gently.
"I'll ask the servants to leave later. You can have a good chat with Miss An. Avoidance won't solve the problem. You have to face it."
Xue Xiaoqi's words made sense. Avoidance was not the solution.
"Thank you for your trouble."
In the dining room, An Ruo was sitting on the chair, swinging her dangling feet. She propped her hands on the chair and would look behind from time to time.
Finally, when she saw the person she was waiting for, she secretly smiled, curving the corners of her mouth, and then crossed her arms in front of her chest, pretending to be angry.
"Good morning, An Ruo." Shen Ximan took the initiative to talk to her.
In the past, she would definitely have responded with a big smile.
But today, she pouted angrily, obviously still blaming her.
"The honey waffles today taste really good. They're your favorite, An Ruo."
She let out a soft hum.
Shen Ximan smiled bitterly. "Are you still angry with me, sister?"
"Sister is a big bad guy!"
"I did something wrong. Can I apologize to you?"
An Ruo put her hands on her hips and pouted. "Then where did you do wrong?"
"I didn't set aside time to accompany you. When you were bullied by the kids in kindergarten, I wasn't there in time. I'm deeply reflecting on myself now!"
Shen Ximan's sincerity touched her.
But the tears of bitterness and grievance in her heart instantly filled her eye sockets.
"I don't want to cause trouble for sister either," An Ruo sobbed. "I've been very, very good. Mom and Dad never loved me. Only sister, brother, and Granny Yang love me."
She raised her red - rimmed eyes. "Sister, if you really don't like me having contact with brother, then send me away from here. Send me to a remote place where no one knows me. Then I won't think about him often, and I won't make you guys meet and quarrel."
These words made Shen Ximan feel extremely uncomfortable.
Without realizing it, this little girl had already had so many thoughts.
She remembered what Qian Li had said to her yesterday.
Maybe what he said was too straightforward, but it made sense.
She couldn't impose her own ideas on the child.
"I don't object to you meeting Bo Jingyu."
Hearing this, An Ruo's eyes immediately sparkled. "Really?"
Shen Ximan nodded helplessly. "But you must tell me when you meet him. If I'm busy, you have to call Xue Xiaoqi and A Kun. Do you understand?"
"Okay! I'll listen to you, sister!"
She sat beside her and stroked her soft little head.
"Hurry up and eat. The waffles will get cold soon."
In the president's office of the Bo Group.
As soon as Bo Jingyu sat down at his desk, he received a text message.
The message was full of the innocence that only a child had.
He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips. He read the message over and over again several times and didn't even hear Ruo Chi's knock on the door.
"Second Master? Second Master!"
Bo Jingyu came back to his senses. "Why didn't you knock on the door?"
"I've knocked so hard that there's almost a hole in the door!" Ruo Chi squinted and smiled. "What were you looking at so intently just now? Your mind was wandering to the ends of the earth."
He coughed awkwardly twice. "What's the matter?"
"This is the information just sent by the old master. I printed it out and brought it to you."
He took it from Ruo Chi's hand and flipped through a few pages roughly.
The content on it was all about how advanced the foreign technology was, what preferential treatment there was for transferring the patient to a foreign hospital, and personal sharing of successful cases, etc.
It seemed that Bo Jingming was determined to transfer Grandpa abroad.
It was impossible for Bo Jingyu not to be worried.
Although his men could be transferred abroad, since he himself wouldn't be there, he still had some concerns.
"There's another thing to report to you. The Eldest Young Master has been coming to the hospital very frequently these days. He almost comes every day." Ruo Chi said seriously.
He frowned. "Every day? What does he come for?"
"That's the problem. It's really strange. Every time the Eldest Young Master comes, he just goes into the ward and keeps asking about the old master's physical condition. He looks around, and then leaves soon with an excuse."
Bo Jingyu immediately understood.
He was worried that Grandpa might show signs of waking up, so he came to observe in person.
It seemed that the matter of transferring the patient abroad was a great blow to him.
"Have the people entering and leaving been registered these days?"
"Yes. Qian Li has summarized it and sent it to your email."
He nodded. "I see. You can go out first."
He stared at the computer screen for a while. Suddenly, Bo Jingyu's gaze was fixed on a nurse whose face was almost half - burned. He couldn't fail to recognize this disguise.
It was undoubtedly Shen Ximan.
She had disguised herself as a nurse and gone to Grandpa's ward again.
The next record was Bo Siming's time of entry and exit.
It was right after hers.
Bo Jingyu couldn't help but feel nervous.
Her appearance was too eye - catching now. Even though her face was disguised with scars, anyone who had ever had contact with her would feel as if they had seen her somewhere just by looking into her eyes. It was extremely familiar.
It was impossible for him to be calm.
Apart from Qian Li and Ruo Chi, only Aunt Yang in the eastern suburbs villa knew Shen Ximan's identity. If Bo Siming found out that she was still alive, it might lead to another endless bloodbath.
Bo Jingyu immediately called Ruo Chi in and asked him to send more people.
Ruo Chi smiled knowingly and went to carry out the order without saying a word.
The Second Master said he wouldn't have any more contact with Miss Shen, but in fact, he was constantly concerned about her. He was just being stubborn.