Translator: Henyee Editor: Henyee
Hearing Tang Xi’s words that were resolute, Qin Xinying frowned slightly and said angrily, “Miss Xiao, don’t you understand what I’m saying? I said this has nothing to do with me. It’s because you messed with the wrong people. I’m just kindly reminding you. You should be grateful to me!”
“Huh? Grateful to you?” Finally seeing Qin Xinying’s true color, Tang Xi gave a cold smile and said, “Qin Xinying, I tell you, it’s not me but you who messed with the wrong people.”
After that, Tang Xi didn’t say anything more to Qin Xinying and hung up the phone.
Damn it, it was Qin Xinying! Why was she so blind as to regard such a person as a good friend for so many years? She insisted on taking Qin Xinying as her friend regardless of Grandpa’s objection and forced Grandpa to put down his hatred towards the Qin Family and help them in business.
However… as Little Five told her, since Grandpa knew what had happened to her, he could finally take revenge on the Qin Family people without scruple.
But Grandpa had been old. Could he manage it?
It would be Grandma’s death anniversary in a month…
Tang Xi slightly clenched her hands. Qin Xinying, from today on, you will be my enemy. Our friendship has disappeared from the moment I died in that plane crash.
Tang Xi didn’t know how she got back to the Xiao Family’s villa. When she got home, Yang Jingxian had already prepared lunch. Seeing Tang Xi come back, she led her in and handed her a large bowl of mung bean and pig’s foot soup. “Come on. Have some soup.”
Tang Xi smiled, holding the soup in her hand she began to eat it. After taking a few mouthfuls of it, she looked up at Yang Jingxian hesitantly. When she saw Yang Jingxian happily watch her drinking the soup, she couldn’t bear to tell Yang Jingxian that she was going to live in Xiao Hongyi’s home for a period of time. If Yang Jingxian hadn’t stretched out her hands to her at that time, she might still be that cold-hearted Tang Xi who never enjoyed paternal and maternal love.
Seeing her hesitate, Yang Jingxian frowned but soon said with a smile, “Take more soup. I’ve also made angelica chicken soup. Take some for your mom when you go to the hospital. She needs a nutritional supplement.”
When Tang Xi heard Yang Jingxian’s words, her eyes turned red. She looked at Yang Jingxian and asked in a hoarse voice, “Mom? You already knew it?”
Yang Jingxian stroked her hair with a smile and whispered, “She is your mother. Now she’s become like that you’re supposed to accompany her. I’ve already packed your baggage, and I’ll send you there after lunch. Anyway, your father’s home is not far away from our house and I can visit you every day if I want.”
Tang Xi put down the bowl and hugged Yang Jingxian. “Thank you, Mom. I’ll come back home when she recovers.”
Yang Jingxian paused. Would Lin Ru recover? Then if Lin Ru never recovered, would Rourou never come back? Yang Jingxian’s nose became sour as she thought about it.
Her daughter could finally stay by her side, but it had been only two or three months and now she would leave her again. God was so unfair to her…
Tang Xi seemed to feel the emotion of Yang Jingxian. She pursed her lips and held Yang Jingxian’s hand tightly. “Mom, just a month and a half. The National Day is coming soon. I promise you, by Christmas, she’ll be alright and I’ll be back.” She said softly.
Yang Jingxian paused. She forgot that her daughter was a fairy. It wouldn’t be difficult for Rourou to cure Lin Ru. And Rourou had said that she could cure her in merely two months, which meant that she could really cure Lin Ru.
“Ok, I’ll be here waiting here for you,” Yang Jingxian gently released Tang Xi, looked at her quietly and said gently, “Then promise me not to burn yourself out like you did when you saved your brother. If you’re really gone, I don’t know how to survive.”
Feeling warmth in her heart, Tang Xi nodded. “Mom, don’t worry. I won’t let it happen. This time I’ll treat her with silver needles. I’ll take care of myself.
Yang Jingxian was relieved to hear that. After lunch, Tang Xi was going to Xiao Hongyi’s home. Yang Jingxian offered to send her, but Tang Xi didn’t let her and instead asked the driver to do it. On the way, Tang Xi called Qiao Liang and told him about her plan. Qiao Liang was obviously not happy to hear it. “Acupuncture? I can find a specialist to do that. How can you serve others like a maid?”
Knowing he would say something like this, Tang Xi smiled helplessly, and said, “I’m her daughter. I should take care of her.”
“You’re Tang Xi. When did you become her daughter?” Qiao Liang sounded sullen. “I won’t allow you to do that.”
Hearing his domineering words, Tang Xi didn’t know what to say. “I am calling to inform you, not to ask for your permission. If I have to ask for your permission when I want to do something, then am I still the queen?”
When it came to the queen, Tang Xi asked, “How is the affair that I asked Jing and you to do going?”
“It’s been done. You can come and get your certificate and license yourself,” Qiao Liang said in a low voice. “You’re so busy and still have to take care of…”
“Qiao Liang, I am calling to ask you to pick me up and send me to Aunt Qiao’s house every day.” Tang Xi raised her voice and interrupted Qiao Liang. She had a hunch that Qiao Liang would say something that she didn’t want to hear if he continued to speak, so she’d better let him stop.
Qiao Liang was a little surprised and said with doubt, “Send you to my mother’s house?”
Looking at the scenery out of the window and listening to Qiao Liang’s voice, Tang Xi suddenly felt this was what life should be. She grunted in a low voice and said, “I’m going to give my mother acupuncture treatment and I remember Aunt Qiao has the same problem. Maybe I can help her stand up again too, so from today on I’ll go to Aunt Qiao’s house and give her acupuncture therapy every day. Anyways, I want to give it a try.”
Qiao Liang had suspended a conference call to answer the phone call of Tang Xi. Now he was standing in front of his office window and looking into the distance. When he heard Tang Xi’s words, he clenched his cell phone in his hand tighter. Then he looked at the sky and tried to pacify his throbbing heart. “Okay, I’ll pick you up every day from now on.” He gave a faint smile and said softly to her.
When Tang Xi heard Qiao Liang’s cello-like voice, she gave a sweet smile and said gently, “Talk to you later. I’m gonna hang up”
