Chapter 25: He Lian Succumbs Entirely to This Trick

Huo Lin was so infuriated by these words that he nearly tumbled right off the sofa!

His “Shark Pool” Association stationed outside the Western Border and He Lian’s “Citadel” were both official, registered private armed organizations under the Ministry of National Security.

They specialized in handling crime cases with extremely high risk factors within the two borders.

Even though He Lian became President at a young age, Huo Lin was still of his father’s generation. Having been cursed at for so long, Huo Lin raised his walking stick and swung it right at him!

He Lian didn’t even look; he simply shoved it away with one hand.

Huo Lin fell back onto the sofa.

Vice President Xu hurriedly supported him, persuading him with a bitter smile: “Forget it, President Huo. His own old man can’t control him, let alone you. I see you’re injured too, so you’d better head back first.”

Huo Lin snorted coldly and said to He Lian: “Fine then, I need to nurse this leg of mine for a while anyway.”

He Lian: “What are you pretending for? Who told you not to watch where you were going and get tripped up by a little girl’s rubber band?”

Huo Lin: “…”

He waved his hand repeatedly.

Forget it, forget it. If he stayed any longer, he would definitely suffer a brain hemorrhage.

This kid was far too vicious with his words.

Vice President Xu helped him out. Rustling sounds of their conversation could still be heard coming from the corridor, and He Lian didn’t need to listen to know they were cursing him.

However, all of his attention was on Jiang Yu.

He Lian slipped his hands under her armpits and lifted the girl upward a bit. Thinking of Huo Lin’s words just now, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably a few times.

Even if Jiang Yu looked small, she was already nineteen.

He himself was only twenty-seven.

How could anyone say she was his daughter?

Having a child at eight years old—that old bastard really had a mouth on him!

“A-Yu, you…”

Jiang Yu suddenly cupped his chin, pushing it up slightly as her entire face leaned in close.

He Lian froze. Gazing at Jiang Yu right before his eyes, his ears grew a little hot.

She kisses me as soon as she wakes up?

…Well, that works too.

However, Jiang Yu had no such intention; she was simply far too shocked.

It was He Lian!

It was really him!

Jiang Yu’s slender arms trembled incessantly, and her pupils were tinged with red.

She had truly left that bone-devouring old residence.

Leaving in a car…

It wasn’t a dream!

Seeing Jiang Yu’s emotions surging, He Lian thought she was frightened by the unfamiliar surroundings. Just as he was about to comfort her, he saw Jiang Yu leap down from his lap with a thud and run over to the window in a few quick steps!

Whoosh! She pulled open the white curtains, closing her eyes tightly at the blinding glare.

She then opened them cautiously, pressing her tiny face flat against the window. Looking at the blue sky, white clouds, and the spring-like warm sun, Jiang Yu couldn’t help but slap the glass twice.

Thump, thump, thump.

Jiang Yu then ran over to the left window. Staring at the bustling, traffic-filled street and the modern Italian-style architecture, she hadn’t expected the outside world to change so much during her five years of confinement in the Song family.

Her fingers resting on the glass quietly tightened their grip.

She was out; she was truly out!

Yet in a moment of trance—

She spotted a familiar figure near the hospital entrance.

The woman was wrapped in a beige cape, waving at her gently with a gratified smile on her face.

Jiang Yu gasped in shock.

Mom!

But in an instant, the vision vanished.

Jiang Yu panted twice, her eyes turning moist.

Being kept in a dog cage for half a year did cause her to experience hallucinations every few days, but they were always terrifying, fanged lines whirling wildly before her eyes.

It had been a very long time since she had last hallucinated her mother.

Unable to contain herself, Jiang Yu began to sob softly.

He Lian was so startled that his legs twitched, and he stood up in a panic.

This seemed like some kind of stress response.

He remembered seeing Shen Jin raise a British Shorthair cat before. It was exceptionally timid, and once when it caught a cold, Shen Jin took it to the pet hospital for an injection, only for it to dash around madly in the clinic and literally die of fright.

Don’t let Jiang Yu be scared to death too.

He had brought her back with great difficulty.

He Lian walked over to stand behind Jiang Yu. The girl’s slender waist was a whole size smaller than his. His two broad palms hovered near her shoulders for quite a while, unsure where to place them.

Jiang Yu was far too delicate; he felt that if he were even slightly careless, he might break her.

“A-Yu? Are you scared?”

With reddened eyes, Jiang Yu turned around and looked up at the tall man. Fortunately, this arrogant crown prince was unexpectedly easy to hook onto; otherwise, she would have ended up in a place beyond redemption.

However, looking at He Lian’s expression, he seemed to be expecting something.

Not quite sure, Jiang Yu tentatively spread her arms and said in a dazed, silly tone: “Hugs.”

He Lian grinned instantly, bending down to lift her up almost the very next second.

Lying on his shoulder, Jiang Yu: “…”

He Lian really succumbs to this trick.

Still, this was for the best. He Lian hated being schemed against by Song Xueyan so much. If he knew that she had set up a trap herself, he might return her to the Song family in a fit of rage. For now, it was better to keep playing dumb.

Playing dumb lowers people’s guard.

Furthermore, she had instructed Su He that once He Lian took her away, Su He was to reveal nothing except matters regarding the inheritance.

Revenge was like dancing on the edge of a blade.

She didn’t want to involve anyone else.

He Lian taking her away could be said to be an impulse of the moment, or perhaps an act driven by a flare-up of his temper.

Things were not entirely secure yet.

To bury the Song family, she first had to get a firm grip on He Lian.

Patting her head, He Lian paced back and forth in front of the window, mimicking how people coaxed children. Only when he caught his reflection in the glass did he realize he was grinning so wide his gums were showing.

He hastily pulled his smile back in.

He Lian gently released Jiang Yu, his broad palm supporting her fragile back: “Hungry?”

Jiang Yu nodded.

Having been isolated from the world for five years in Yangcity, there hadn’t been a single day when her stomach wasn’t empty. The Song family only ensured she stayed alive, guaranteeing nothing else.

He Lian carried her out into the corridor, just happening to run into Zhuang Yumian and a nurse.

Seeing this scene, the former lowered her brows imperceptibly and said: “President, the Old Master called and asked you to set off back to Jinzhou immediately.”

She then turned to the nurse and said: “Please take Miss Jiang back to her ward first.”

The nurse responded and stepped forward, reaching out her hands to take Jiang Yu.

He Lian knitted his brows, instinctively twisting his body to the left to block her.

The nurse felt a bit embarrassed: “…Mr. He?”

Without showing any embarrassment at all, He Lian stared at the nurse’s hands for a moment, then said to Zhuang Yumian: “After Jiang Yu finishes her meal and rests for a night, we’ll head back to Jinzhou. If the old man urges again, tell him to call me directly.”

With that, he took long strides toward the elevator.

Watching Zhuang Yumian’s complex expression, Jiang Yu lowered her eyelashes slightly.

This woman isn’t quite right.

Inside the ward, Jiang Yu sat on the bed like a tiny cloth doll. The nurse placed the nutritional meal on the bedside table, thoughtfully laying out medical wet wipes and dry wipes as well.

He Lian glanced over; the meal tray contained nothing but yam porridge and softly stewed pumpkin and corn. It was vegetarian and bland, looking completely tasteless.

“No meat?” He frowned.

The nurse hurriedly explained that Jiang Yu’s physical condition was extremely poor; she had been undernourished for years and her stomach was particularly fragile, so she couldn’t consume greasy food right away and needed to be conditioned step by step.

Only then did He Lian nod.

Jiang Yu lowered her eyes. Seeing the chopsticks on the left side of the tray, she reached out to pick them up.

“Hey! Wait a moment.” He Lian picked up the chopsticks and handed them to the nurse. “Does your hospital have the kind of children’s tableware that kids use? The plastic kind made of corn starch?”

Jiang Yu was somewhat speechless.

She wasn’t a lunatic.

It was fine that He Lian had always regarded her as a fool.

Now he was treating her like a little child too.

The nurse looked at Jiang Yu with difficulty.

This girl didn’t look that small; could she really not know how to use adult tableware?

Feeling a wave of sorrow, her eyes held a bit of pity: “Then I’ll go look for a set.”

Before long, the nurse returned with a set of the children’s tableware He Lian had mentioned.

The top was shaped like a rabbit, and whether it was the spoon or the chopsticks, both had corresponding silicone finger rings.

The nurse set it down and left.

Starving, Jiang Yu picked up the chopsticks and was just about to eat when she saw He Lian coming over using both hands, adjusting her grip on the chopsticks while nagging: “That’s not how you use them. Can you do it or not?”

Jiang Yu felt that she originally knew perfectly well how to use chopsticks.

However, being fiddled with by He Lian like this, it felt completely awkward instead.

She was truly hungry; that bland yam porridge in her eyes right now was no different from delicacy from land and sea.

“Ah, how can you be so clumsy?”

He Lian pulled the chopsticks back impatiently, the corners of his lips curling up high: “Come on, let me feed you.”

Jiang Yu: “…”

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