Free Web NovelChapter 920: Chapter 917: Poisonous Hand 4
The son is no longer in danger, so Liu Daqing felt completely relieved.
"Xixi, you’re exhausted too. Have some breakfast first."
In the lounge, there was a lavish breakfast prepared, Yan Xixi took a look, and wow, rock sugar bird’s nest, black-bone chicken soup, fresh croissants, and top-grade butter... all high-calorie nutritious supplements.
Yan Xixi was already hungry, and with her relaxed mood, she had a good appetite, so she didn’t hesitate to dig in.
After eating to her heart’s content, a steaming cup of coffee made it all the more enjoyable.
Seeing her eat so happily, Liu Daqing secretly sighed, thinking that this must be what people mean by "a feast for the eyes," right??? Just looking at the radiant glow on her smooth, jade-like face made the food seem especially appetizing.
Just looking was filling.
At first, this girl seemed like just an embroidered pillow, merely relying on her looks to gain some benefits from her son. Beautiful women like her, it’s only natural to scam some money from men. But unexpectedly, she continued to surprise everyone.
"Xixi, you should return to school. Your studies are important, you can’t delay for too long."
Yan Xixi was straightforward: "Actually, it’s very hard for me to take leave, and the past few days I carved out for this. Don’t worry, Empress Dowager, I’ll work twice as hard when I get back to make sure I don’t fall behind because of these days."
"There’s always someone stronger out there. You might get by elsewhere, but at a place like Harvard, you can’t just get by. Even if you’re a bit distracted, you’ll fall behind. Even passing is difficult."
"I absolutely won’t fall behind."
"Leave this afternoon, I’ll have someone book your flight."
"No rush, Empress Dowager, I’ll leave tomorrow. Don’t worry, I won’t delay. I’ll stay with Brother Donglin for one more day, and it’s just right with my leave schedule to go tomorrow."
Liu Daqing didn’t insist either.
She sipped her coffee, "Ah, that’s how people are. Before you came back, I was by myself, and it didn’t feel so hard to bear. But now I’m used to having you around, and the thought of you leaving makes me feel empty."
Yan Xixi smiled: "When Brother Donglin is better, we can celebrate Christmas together."
"Alright, we’ll come see you for Christmas."
Yan Xixi was overjoyed, "Really? Empress Dowager, will you really come to Boston?"
"Really. I haven’t relaxed in a long time. As long as Donglin’s health allows, we will come."
Yan Xixi immediately caught the underlying message—Liu Daqing had already lost interest in staying. As soon as Wan Donglin recovered, no matter the cost, she would leave as soon as possible.
Yan Xixi lowered her voice: "Empress Dowager, there’s something I’ve been meaning to say..."
"Go on."
"Brother Donglin’s injury was very bizarre. Who did it? Can the perpetrator be found?"
These days, Liu Daqing had been avoiding this topic. She knew that Yan Xixi would eventually ask. Yet, she had no way to answer.
Seeing the expression on her face, Yan Xixi’s heart sank, realizing some things were scarier than she imagined.
Liu Daqing stopped walking, speaking softly: "Actually, we all know who did it. In fact, the person who pulled the trigger isn’t necessarily the culprit..."
Yan Xixi was startled.
The shooter isn’t necessarily the real culprit—exactly!
Often, the one who stabs a knife into you isn’t the real culprit—they’re usually paid off, instructed—behind them is the person who truly wants you dead.
