A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1943: Chapter 473: Bitter Life, Dreams Like Bubbles (Part 7)

Zhang Huasheng let out a sigh of relief: "Luckily I ran into you, otherwise it would have been dangerous today..."

"But this medicine is very harmful to her body. This girl’s health wasn’t good to begin with. Who did this to her? I swear I’ll make them drink a whole bucket of it, let them taste it themselves." Zhang Huasheng was furious. Yun Ya had just started to regain her strength, and now it’s as if she’s back to square one, and the worst part is that she had to suffer for it.

Zhang Huasheng suddenly glanced sideways at the man standing at the edge of the bed, his entire body wrapped in a black robe, mysterious and cold.

"Are you human or ghost?"

The man took off his hood, revealing a face so handsome it shook the heavens and made ghosts weep. Even Zhang Huasheng, an old man with one foot in the grave, was momentarily struck.

It was a kind of cold and commanding handsomeness, refined yet noble, leaving one speechless, feeling none of the words in this world could do him justice.

"You..." Zhang Huasheng swallowed, "So handsome..."

The man’s deep, dark eyes looked over quietly, occasionally flashing a hint of crimson. His sensual thin lips parted slightly, and a deep, magnetic voice sounded: "Mr. Zhang, I am Yan Song."

"Yan Song? Yan Song..." Going from confusion to shock, Zhang Huasheng scrutinized him, "You’re that kid from the Yan Family? Yun Ya’s ’Brother Yan,’ whom she’s always talking about?"

Yan Song pressed his lips together slightly.

Zhang Huasheng suddenly kicked out, "You punk finally showed up? Do you know how much Yun Ya has suffered?"

Yan Song stood unmoved, taking the kick squarely, his back still straight as a rod. Zhang Huasheng staggered, almost falling on his backside, and Yan Song hurried to support him.

Zhang Huasheng shrugged off his hand: "Alright, alright, first tell me if you’re human or ghost. You just appeared in the room with a whoosh, this old man can’t handle such a scare..."

"It’s a long story, but rest assured, I will never harm Yun Ya. I’ve come this time to save her."

Zhang Huasheng put his hands behind his back, and suddenly circled around him, his small mustache twitching.

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Yan Song frowned slightly, "What do you mean by that, old sir?"

"Hmph, I know the Helian Family’s secrets better than anyone, but now isn’t the time to talk about such things. Tell me, how did Yun Ya end up like this?" fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Yan Song’s gaze fell on Yun Ya, and every time he thought about it, a violent anger surged within him, hard to quell. If he had arrived even a moment later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"It’s Ji Lanyi, right." Yan Song didn’t speak, but he had already guessed. There was no one else who could have done such a thing, and who else on this island could harm Yun Ya?

Zhang Huasheng looked at Yun Ya and sighed: "This child has everything going for her, except luck. Having a mother like that is truly a disaster."

"Take her away, to a place where that woman can’t find her. Yun Ya has such a hard life, and her mental state is deteriorating. If this keeps up, I fear she’ll eventually break down..."

Zhang Huasheng’s words grew more emotional, "You’re the only one who can save her."

Yan Song knelt on one knee by the bedside, holding Yun Ya’s hand, his gaze fixed intensely on her face, with deep tenderness that couldn’t be diluted.

"She’s carried too much on her frail shoulders, and I won’t let her suffer anymore." Yan Song pressed her hand to his face, closing his eyes deeply.

"Go, go far away, and never come back."

Zhang Huasheng paused and added: "But simply running away isn’t a solution. Ji Lanyi’s influence is global, as long as she wants to find you, she’ll always succeed, no matter where you hide. The best plan might be to deal with that woman once and for all."

Suddenly, Zhang Huasheng figured out the entire situation. Lorde is about to leave, and Ji Lanyi, seeing him as a desirable son-in-law, is bound to make a move. Who would have thought that a woman like her, with her ambitions, would resort to such disgraceful methods.

Drugging her own biological daughter—even calling her an animal is too kind.

Zhang Huasheng’s eyes shifted, "Is it you who’s been here these past few days? No wonder Yun Ya’s been acting all mysterious, saying she’s been dreaming—was it your doing?"

Yan Song buried his face in Yun Ya’s palm, silent.

Zhang Huasheng sighed, "Alright, I’ll go make some medicine."

Fortunately, he had a lot of Chinese herbs in his room, and the stove for brewing medicines was conveniently there too, ready to be put to use.

"Brother Yan..." Suddenly, a weak voice slowly rose.

Yan Song’s body froze for a moment, his face buried in her palm without moving.