Chapter 688: Chapter 688: He’s Sick, and It’s Serious

A series of questions from Jun Ruyi pierced directly at Mrs. Qin’s sore spots, leaving her speechless.

"I... I..." Her face was incredibly awkward, unable to defend herself against this young and aggressive girl.

Jun Ruyi gave her a contemptuous glance.

She pulled a check from her limited edition Hermès bag, offering it as if it were charity: "I heard Qin Wenrou hasn’t been able to raise enough money for her heart surgery. Consider this for her treatment. You know what to do, right?"

Mrs. Qin’s eyes lit up at the number on the check.

Ten million.

Miss Jun certainly has a generous hand.

Mrs. Qin touched the check: "You mean you just want Xin’er and Mr. Nalan to break off their engagement?"

Jun Ruyi chuckled sarcastically, pressing her hand on the check on the table: "You have one week. As long as the engagement is broken, the money on the check is yours. Otherwise, it can be reclaimed at any time."

Mrs. Qin curled her fingers; the check was like a flame, irresistibly drawing her like a moth to it.

"Alright, I agree to... try."

She quickly snatched the check from Jun Ruyi’s hand, unable to resist rubbing the numbers on it with her hands.

Ten million.

A lot can be done with that.

Jun Ruyi watched Mrs. Qin’s money-loving demeanor, lifted her bag, and began to walk out, sneering: "Truly petty...

How could a daughter raised by a small Qin Family be worthy of Mr. Nalan."

Mrs. Qin’s face turned pale at Jun Ruyi’s blatant sarcasm, and she lowered her head.

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That night, many people couldn’t sleep.

The Qin Family.

Mrs. Qin tossed and turned all night, contemplating how to approach Mr. Nalan about breaking off the engagement.

Imperial Royal Academy.

Qin Wenrou lay in bed, too angry to sleep, pondering where to begin finding evidence that the Qin Family sold Qin Xin’s blood, to take it to slap Qin Xin’s face with.

Song Anjing sighed repeatedly on her bed: "Without Sister Xin, I actually have insomnia, insomnia... even milk can’t make me sleep, what should I do?"

Xiao Bailu stood on the balcony, tearing tissues and gnashing her teeth in frustration at the moon: "You dogman, dogman, Huo Tingzun you’re just a short, skinny, bastard dogman..."

The balcony was left with a trail of cold, white breath.

Overseas.

Si Moyu flew overnight to Europe, to the birthplace of Victoria roses, personally selecting the most expensive, freshest, and unique varieties.

For some reason, it seemed that picking flowers was the most peaceful and pleasant time of his life, with none of the violent emotions that made him want to kill.

He seemed entirely immersed in a grand and gentle undertaking. Even thinking of the hot-tempered girl he was buying flowers for, a smile involuntarily tugged at the corner of his lips.

He really wanted to hear her say, "Are you freaking crazy?"

Yes, he was crazy, and deeply so.

Imperial Mansion.

Huo Tingzun, after three years, returned to the Empire, not to his former villa, but to a presidential suite in a hotel.

When the woman and child were asleep, he stood silently before the floor-to-ceiling window alone.

Looking at the familiar city, he didn’t know why, but he felt something was missing.

What was missing?

He couldn’t even recall what he vaguely lacked.

Xinghe Bay.

Nalan Ye Jue turned on a softly glowing lamp by the bed, looking at the little woman sleeping beside him.

Separated by several pillows, her sleeping face appeared petite and harmless, very different from her calm and cool demeanor during the day. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The man gazed for a long, long time.

Finally, he whispered a few words: "Knowing I’m going on a business trip, do you really not feel any reluctance? Heartless little thing..."