Chapter 57: Could It Be Life Force?
Jiang Junsheng came to Wanhe Hospital on a whim today.
This morning, as he was preparing to go sign the contract, his assistant learned the news that the Feng family’s true person in power had been transferred from Shangjing to Wanhe Hospital in S City.
As the host family in S City, the Jiang family should naturally go visit.
However, going to Wanhe Hospital would mean returning home later, so before heading to the hospital, he specially called Jiang Xinxin.
Therefore, when Nan Yuanman appeared here, Jiang Junsheng naturally assumed she had eavesdropped on Jiang Xinxin’s call with him and had deliberately shown up here to block him.
As for the reason, it was very simple: she just wanted to leave a good impression in front of him.
Or maybe she was bullying Xin Xin into feeling guilty and wanted to act cute in front of him in advance.
Either way, Jiang Junsheng felt disgusted by it.
Nan Yuanman covered her forehead that hurt from the bump with her short and chubby little hands, looking at him with a bewildered small face: “Who are you?”
Jiang Junsheng sneered coldly: “What are you pretending? You deliberately bumped into my leg, and you still don’t know me?”
Nan Yuanman’s meaty steamed bun face scrunched up, and she retreated several steps backward, saying very seriously: “Uncle, I really don’t know you, and I didn’t bump into your leg on purpose, I…”
Before she could finish, Jiang Junsheng interrupted her impatiently: “Enough, I don’t have time to listen to your long-winded nonsense. You and your mother are cut from the same cloth, both vicious at heart.”
“Even if you come to butter me up in advance, I won’t let slide the issue of you bullying Xin Xin.”
Feng Yuli, who had just caught up to Nan Yuanman, happened to hear Jiang Junsheng’s words. The smile that was always on his face immediately faded a bit, and his eyes turned cold.
He strode forward quickly, stretched out his long arm, and picked Nan Yuanman up from the ground with one hand. His narrow phoenix eyes narrowed as he said coldly: “Which idiot is spewing nonsense at my child?”
Suddenly being picked up and held protectively in someone’s arms, Nan Yuanman’s small face froze slightly.
Jiang Junsheng furrowed his brows tightly, his expression gloomy. He opened his mouth to question, but when he saw Feng Yuli holding Nan Yuanman, the coldness on his face instantly turned to shock: “You… Young Master Feng?!”
Feng Yuli’s face was exceptionally famous in high-society circles, not only because he was handsome, but also because he was too rebellious and reckless.
Before he became a Doctor Without Borders, he was the leader of the second-generation rich kids, and no one wasn’t afraid of him.
Jiang Junsheng reacted: right, if the Feng family’s person in power had been transferred to Wanhe Hospital, Feng Yuli was the only one in the Feng family who studied medicine, so he must have come along.
It’s just…
He looked at Nan Yuanman held in Feng Yuli’s arms. When did Feng Yuli get to know Nan Yuanman? They looked very familiar…
Feng Yuli narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly and sized him up: “Who are you?”
“I am the president of Dongsheng Limited Group, Jiang Junsheng. We recently have a cooperation with the Feng Group. I learned that Mr. Feng is recuperating here, so I came specially to visit.”
Jiang Junsheng unconsciously put on a smile and explained.
“Also, Young Master Feng, the one you’re holding is my niece. Her character was taught poorly by her mother, so don’t be fooled by her.”
Hearing this, Nan Yuanman’s steamed bun face darkened instantly. She angrily tugged at her childish voice and yelled: “You’re the one taught poorly by Mom! You inexplicably curse people right upon meeting, and now you’re talking about my mom. You’re going too far! You’re ill-mannered! You, you!#￥@%@…”
By the end of her yelling, Nan Yuanman directly switched to the village dialect and cursed Jiang Junsheng a bunch in a flurry of words.
Feng Yuli couldn’t understand, but seeing the little girl’s face flushed red with anger, he knew she must have cursed very filthily.
He touched his nose, and his distinct-knuckled large hand gently covered Nan Yuanman’s little mouth, coaxing her softly: “Okay, okay, little girl doesn’t say dirty words.”
After coaxing Nan Yuanman, he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Junsheng, whose facial expression he could no longer maintain, with a half-smile: “Mr. Jiang, your words seem a bit biased, don’t they? I think the little girl’s character is just fine; it’s you who…”
“This harsh and arrogant attitude toward a five-year-old child really opens my eyes.”
He tilted his head slightly, his eyes carrying a bit of mockery: “Is this the kind of character of the successor painstakingly cultivated by S City’s richest person’s person in power?”
In Jiang Junsheng’s imagination, Feng Yuli would develop a bad impression of Nan Yuanman because of his words. After all, to him, he was Nan Yuanman’s uncle, the person closest to her, and what he said had some credibility.
But he completely didn’t expect Feng Yuli to fully side with her.
Immediately, his expression was a bit awkward. He also realized that his attitude toward Nan Yuanman just now was indeed a bit nasty, so he quickly started to make excuses: “I wasn’t targeting her; it’s just that she often bullies her younger sister at home…”
Before he could finish, Feng Yuli interrupted him: “Oh~ so it’s because there are other kids at home. You adults are biased, I get it!”
Jiang Junsheng felt even more awkward: “That’s not the case…”
He chose not to confront Feng Yuli head-on anymore, turned to look at Nan Yuanman instead, took a deep breath, tried to make himself kinder, and decisively said: “Yuanman, sorry, Uncle was a bit over the top just now. I apologize to you now.”
Nan Yuanman was puffed up with anger, her meaty cheeks puffed out like an angry bird: “I don’t accept your apology!”
Anyone who insults Mom is absolutely unforgivable!
Jiang Junsheng lost face and his expression turned ugly: “You this child…”
“An honest and brave good child.” Feng Yuli smiled and rubbed Nan Yuanman’s head, praising her generously.
Nan Yuanman’s puffed-up little expression froze. She raised her hand to touch her little head, sneakily peeked at Feng Yuli, and suddenly a thought flashed through her mind.
This big brother… has such warm hands.
Feng Yuli smiled and said to Jiang Junsheng: “Mr. Jiang, my father is recuperating and inconvenient to see people. We appreciate your kindness; you can go back.”
“Oh right, this child and I clicked at first sight. Let her stay with me for a while first; I’ll send her back safely to the Jiang family tonight.”
After speaking, he nodded politely. Without waiting for Jiang Junsheng to reply, he turned around holding Nan Yuanman and headed to his old father’s hospital room.
Now was the perfect opportunity to let Nan Yuanman meet his father! If not now, when?
Jiang Junsheng’s face alternated between green and white from Feng Yuli’s retorts. His assistant following behind looked at the sky and the ground but not at him, pretending to be a wooden puppet who saw and heard nothing.
Jiang Junsheng took several deep breaths, raised his hand to pinch his faintly aching nose bridge, suppressed his dissatisfaction toward Nan Yuanman, and said: “Back to the Jiang family.”
He paused his steps slightly and instructed his assistant: “Go investigate how Nan Yuanman ended up mixing with this Feng family member.”
Assistant: “Yes.”
Nan Yuanman lay on Feng Yuli’s shoulder, staring at Jiang Junsheng’s back. Puffed up with anger, she took Zhuang Zhuang out from her shoulder bag and threw it on the ground…
After doing all this, she casually shrank back into Feng Yuli’s arms as if nothing had happened and couldn’t help but peek up at him.
Feng Yuli sensed the intense gaze from the little brat in his arms, looked down at her, and raised his narrow eyes slightly: “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Nan Yuanman was uncharacteristically a bit shy. She twisted her little buttocks, blushed, and said in a shy tiny voice: “Just now… thank you.”
This was the first time besides Grandpa that someone had praised her!
Not only praised her but also stood up for her in front of that annoying ghost from the Jiang family. The little girl felt warmth in her heart.
A child who hadn’t been treated well by anyone for a long time cherished even this little bit of kindness immensely.
Her two chubby little hands pinched and rubbed the hem of her clothes: “Um, I-I don’t know how to thank you. D-Do your family need a coffin? I’ll make one by hand and give it to you!”
Feng Yuli felt both heartbroken and amused: “Thank you, but we don’t need one for now.”
His old man was in a coma, but he looked like he could live for a while longer.
Suddenly, the old Daoist priest’s words flashed through Feng Yuli’s mind. His steps paused slightly, and his gaze slowly fell on Nan Yuanman: “However, there is one thing I do want to ask of you.”
Could this little brat be the life force for the old man that the old Daoist priest mentioned?
Extra update today! Thank you all my darlings for your support! Love you, muah!
