Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 558 - 458: Father-Daughter Reunion

Xiao Mingwei sat in the passenger seat, while Du Li drove the car.

"We’ve done some investigating, and lately, Jing City Hospital has indeed tightened security, all with Golden Net’s people. Although our people can’t get close, we’ve still managed to find some clues."

Xiao Mingwei took out two photographs.

"These were taken by our people, the woman in the photo bears an uncanny resemblance to Yun Yue..."

He watched He Yao’s expression intently, not daring to speculate wildly.

After all, his temper was unpredictable, and if he spoke out of turn, he could lose his head.

Uncle Fu took them, glanced over with delight and handed them on: "Master, it’s the lady!"

He Yao slowly opened his eyes and saw the woman in the photograph, smiling enchantingly as if in bloom, feeling both love and hate.

Loved her to the bone, yet hated her to the core.

He had seen clearly that day, she had willingly gone with Yun Yue, didn’t hesitate for a second before getting into the car, not thinking for a moment about the many years of their relationship, not even a phone call all these days.

He knew she always wanted a child, even if she took medicine, Yun Yue’s figure would still appear in her dreams. So, when he saw someone who looked so much like her, he did not hesitate to believe her!

It was his carelessness that had allowed Yun Yue to find Garden Castle.

What he just couldn’t understand was how she managed to communicate with Ji Wenjun beforehand and have her leave the castle in advance.

"Master, what are you planning to do next?" Uncle Fu naturally knew him well, understanding his thoughts with just a glance.

"Let’s not alarm the enemy just yet, it must be a success in one strike, otherwise it will be much harder to get another chance, cough cough cough..." The barely healed wound was aggravating He Yao, causing it to tear open and gush blood uncontrollably, and he fainted.

Uncle Fu was alarmed: "Quick, find somewhere safe to settle down, we must first treat the master’s wounds!"

"Go to my private residence! Quick!" Xiao Mingwei was also in a panic, who else could help him to control the entire Beijing if something happened to him?

Before Xiao Mingwei could finish, Du Li had already stepped on the gas pedal.

After He Yao had stabilized, Xiao Mingwei pulled Uncle Fu aside.

"Uncle Fu, with the master’s status, and so many skilled people to protect him, who could have hurt him?"

Du Li was also puzzled.

Uncle Fu glanced at the person on the bed and gestured for them to move further away before speaking softly: "It was Yun Yue, there was no guard at that time, that bullet nearly cost the master his life!"

The bullet hit the left shoulder, a little lower it would be the heart, a little higher it would be the neck, hit either of those places and death would be certain.

Luckily, fortune favored him.

"It was her!" Xiao Mingwei was somewhat shocked, he knew she was the leader of Golden Net, but never imagined she would be able to almost kill the master!

"Alas." Uncle Fu sighed.

Father and daughter taking each other’s lives, it seemed only they themselves were each other’s concern.

In the days that followed, He Yao focused on recuperating and waiting for the right opportunity.

**

Ji Family.

Ji Ling looked at Housekeeper Ji cooking medicine in the kitchen and walked over with a smile: "Housekeeper Ji, you’re making medicine for grandfather. Let me do it."

She stepped forward to help, trying to take the fan from his hand.

"How can I trouble Miss with such a menial task? I can manage this." Housekeeper Ji quickly turned around, blocking her hands.

Ji Ling said with a smile: "This isn’t a menial task, preparing grandfather’s medicine is something I, as his granddaughter, should do. Please let me help, Housekeeper Ji. I sincerely want to earn grandfather’s forgiveness."

Of course, Housekeeper Ji wouldn’t allow it, the young miss had given strict instructions, insisting that he must watch the medicine at all times, and no one else could make contact with it, especially Ji Ling.

Seeing how eager she was to take on this task, Housekeeper Ji became even more alert, and didn’t dare let her.

"The master has never been angry with Miss, there is nothing to forgive or not forgive." Housekeeper Ji said expressionlessly.

He never bought into that sort of thing. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Miss never would have spoken like that.

Master never got mad at Miss; he didn’t have the time to hold her in the palm of his hand, and even if he did get mad, it was just for show. Miss never acted this way; it was all about buying his happiness with money.

The day after Master said he liked the Jade Buddha, it was delivered.

When Master took a fancy to the limited edition tea sets from Ming Tea House, they were used the very next day.

Master mentioned wanting snowdrops from the Snow Mountain, and within three days, they were transported here...

In short, whatever Master desired, Miss would find a way to place it before him.

Ji Ling was somewhat hypocritical in this way.

Ji Ling cursed the old man inwardly while maintaining a smile on her face.

"The medicine’s ready; I’ll take it to the Master first," said Housekeeper Ji as he poured the medicine into a bowl and left the kitchen with it.

Ji Ling’s smile gradually faded, and she stared venomously at his retreating figure.

"Mi-, Miss," the maid who had just returned from shopping in the kitchen dropped her groceries in shock upon seeing the look in Ji Ling’s eyes.

My God!

What had she seen!

The miss’s gaze just now was terrifying, directed at Housekeeper Ji!

Ji Ling glared at her and threatened, "You had better not speak of today’s events, or I’ll make it so you can’t stay in Beijing!"

"Yes, I won’t say a thing, I promise!" She trembled until Ji Ling had left, gradually calming down.

After remembering Ji Ling’s recent demeanor, she hurriedly glanced around and clumsily picked up the vegetables from the floor to take them into the kitchen.

"Master, it’s time for your medicine," Housekeeper Ji said as he brought in the medicine and saw him lost in thought holding a picture of Miss Wenjun. He tiptoed over.

"Housekeeper Ji, why hasn’t Yue taken me to see Wenjun yet?" Ji Xian was almost frantic with waiting.

"It rained heavily the day before yesterday, and there was a meeting all day yesterday. Miss must have been busy, but she should have time today," Housekeeper Ji reluctantly explained.

He would ask almost every hour.

"I see," said Ji Xian, carefully putting down the picture frame and reaching for the bowl of medicine.

"This medicine really does work. I’ve felt much better these past few days."

Ji Xian downed the medicine in one gulp, accustomed to it after so many years of bitter medicine.

Housekeeper Ji handed him a tissue, "It’s the same medicine as before. It’s just the Master’s attitude that has changed. Knowing that the young miss is still alive has revitalized him; he looks more than ten years younger."

Seeing him like this, Housekeeper Ji was also overjoyed.

That afternoon, Yun Yue took Ji Wenjun to Tianshi Restaurant.

She had planned to take her to the Ji family home, but it had too many prying eyes, so she booked a private room at Tianshi Restaurant instead.

Ji Xian couldn’t wait to rush over upon receiving the call, but it was Housekeeper Ji who advised him to dress nicely, so as not to frighten the young lady. He got ready, although he still arrived half an hour early.

He sat inside the private room, staring constantly at the entrance without blinking.

He was a living ’waiting-for-daughter’ stone.

Finally, the door to the private room opened, and it was a waiter. Ji Xian’s expression fell like that of a disappointed child, and his head drooped immediately.

"It seems someone is quite anxious."

Yun Yue walked in from behind the door, leading Ji Wenjun.

Ji Xian instantly raised his head and stood up, looking excited yet restrained at the person walking in.

His lips moved, but he said nothing; tears were already flowing down his aged face.