Recently, there has been a lot of unrest in Deep City, so Si Yanghan had to go there personally.
Ever since the news of Si Yanhan’s serious illness spread, there has not been a single day of silence, both openly and secretly.
If he died, the Si family would be in chaos, and by then, the whole family would be in disarray.
Knowing that Si Yanhan would not be able to come back today, she returned to Jin Yuan in the evening.
This was once the place she hated and feared the most, but now it was a place she was used to and a place of peace of mind.
In the blink of an eye, three months had pa*sed since the Family a*sembly.
At that time, she had promised Race Elder that she would definitely nurse Si Yanghan’s body back to health, after all, according to Sun Baicao’s theory, if she could do what he asked, Si Yanghan’s body could slowly recover.
For the past three months, Si Yanghan’s body had been good and bad, but finally nothing serious had happened and it had stabilised for the time being, and the last two routine check-ups had shown no signs of Si Yanghan’s body continuing to deteriorate.
The group of clan elders were still as noisy as ever, but they had finally survived these three months, as they had no choice for a while because of Si Yanghan’s strength.
Although the most dangerous months had pa*sed for the time being, Ye ÒàÅ” still did not dare to relax in the slightest, those clan elders would not just give up, if anything went wrong with Si Yanhan’s health during that period, it would become their excuse and handle.
Somewhat worried about the situation there, Ye ÒÒ sent a message to Xu Yi.
[How is his health? Are things still going well?]
After waiting for a long time, there was no reply from Xu Yi’s side, presumably he was busy.
She looked out of the window at the deep night.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, she waited for a reply while working on the film project.
It was already late at night and a light rain was falling outside the window, soaking in the chill.
Ye Wanwan couldn’t concentrate a little, and after revising it for a while, she stared at the plan and stared blankly, always feeling uneasy.
She was not aware that a familiar black car was driving back silently in the night, at the entrance of the courtyard.
The maid at the side saw that Ye ÒÒÒ was late for bed and could not help but originate a reminder: “ÒÒ Miss, are you waiting for Master Jiu? Master Jiu is on a business trip, he shouldn’t be back so soon, you should rest early, it’s already very late.”
It wasn’t until the maid reminded her that Ye ÒÒ realized that the wall clock was past twelve and it was already early in the morning, so she hurriedly got up and prepared to take a bath and go to bed.
“Okay, I know, you guys go and rest too!”
Ye ÒÒ gathered up the threadbare jacket on her body, put down the script and stood up.
As soon as Ye ÒÒ got up, the heavy door suddenly pushed open slowly and a chill of the night accompanied by a cold wind instantly invaded from outside the house.
Looking at Si Yehan, who was wearing a black trench coat at the door, Ye froze.
The hem of the man’s coat tossed in the wind, the chill on his face deeper than the rainy night, and an aura of blood so thick it could not be melted wafted from his body.
“Ninth Master!”
“Ninth Master!”
The servants in the house all sat in two rows with trepidation, not daring to look up at the man’s face.
Have you finished your business?”
“Mm.” The man said, handing the coat on his body to the maid at the side.
As he spoke, he had already walked up to her in large strides.
