"Alright, you should also sleep early, don't stay up too late," Fang Yanxi nodded.
"Mm, goodnight."
Wan Yunting smiled gently, and the two waved goodbye to each other. Fang Yanxi hung up the video call first and put down her phone. Leaning back against the headboard, she spaced out, thinking about many things. Finally, she placed her phone on the bedside table, turned off the lights, and lay down to sleep…
Wan Yunting also put down his phone and lay on the bed, thinking of Su Ke'er. He sighed helplessly and murmured, "I wonder where that girl is now…"
In China, in a villa in Shenzhen’s Su family mansion, in a boudoir on the second floor, Su Ke'er, wearing a nightgown, was leaning against the headboard, holding a tablet computer and gazing at Wan Yunting's photos…
Su Ke'er, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, looked even more gaunt, completely dispirited, a stark contrast to her usual lively and cute demeanor. Her bright red eyes looked at the man's photo, and she whispered sadly, "Brother Yunting, Ke'er misses you so much…"
The bedroom door opened, and Su Xing'an walked in. Seeing his sister's distraught state, he sighed helplessly and said, "Ke'er, go to sleep early. We're leaving for Singapore tomorrow."
Su Ke'er looked up at him and immediately got out of bed in a panic, running to grab Su Xing'an's arm. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, "Brother, I want to go find Brother Yunting. Can you help me…"
Seeing his sister's haggard and sorrowful appearance filled Su Xing'an with heartache. He cupped her cheeks with his hands and said gently, "Ke'er, forget him. Come to Singapore with me obediently tomorrow, okay?"
"No, I won't go…"
Suddenly, Su Ke'er became agitated, her tears streaming down as she shook her head and cried, "I don't want to marry him! I want Brother Yunting, I want to find him…"
"Ke'er…"
Su Xing'an tried to grab her, but Su Ke'er ignored him, fiercely shaking off his arm and running towards the door. "I'm going to find Brother Yunting…"
"Where are you going!"
Just then, a middle-aged man appeared and blocked Su Ke'er.
The man was the current head of the Su family, Su Wenbai. He looked at his daughter with angry eyes and snorted, "This marriage was arranged by your grandfather long ago, and you're not allowed to be willful!"
Facing her father blocking the doorway, Su Ke'er, with tears streaming down her face, tearfully pleaded, "I don't want to, I don't want to marry him, woo woo…"
Seeing his daughter crying her heart out, Su Wenbai was stern and unyielding. He angrily said, "I warned you long ago not to go out, but you insisted on not listening. Now you've fallen in love with someone else. This is your own doing."
These words made Su Xing'an frown. "Dad, I also disagree with Ke'er marrying Gao Zhe. You don't know the filthy things that scoundrel did overseas. If you marry Ke'er to him, you're pushing her into a fire pit!"
"You don't understand."
Su Wenbai glared at Su Xing'an. "Setting aside Gao Zhe's character, this marriage was arranged by your grandfather and the Gao family patriarch ten years ago. It's not something you can change!"
"Furthermore, the benefits derived from the alliance between our Su family and the Gao family are immense, so…"
Su Wenbai looked at Su Ke'er, who was squatting on the ground and crying bitterly, and Su Xing'an, who was full of anger, and said resolutely, "Ke'er must marry Gao Zhe!"
"Woo woo…"
This statement caused Su Ke'er to crouch down and weep uncontrollably, her delicate body trembling. One could imagine how desperate and helpless she felt at that moment…
"Dad, you're too heartless."
Su Xing'an glared, angered, "Don't you only care about profit?"
Facing his son's accusation, Su Wenbai kept a stern face, unmoved, and said coldly, "Keep a good eye on your sister. You'll understand later."
Watching his father storm away, Su Xing'an kicked over a chair in anger. He knew that his father and grandfather completely disregarded his sister's future happiness and feelings, because in their eyes, family interests came first.
"Ke'er…"
Seeing Su Ke'er collapse, Su Xing'an rushed forward to help her, startled. Seeing that the girl had fainted from crying, Su Xing'an felt immense regret. If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have brought her back from Hua Du…
The next morning, in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, at Li Guohao's private villa estate.
Wan Yunting slept until nine in the morning. He had consumed too much internal energy the previous night by opening the Ren and Du meridians for Li Shuyun, and only after a full night's sleep did he recover about seventy to eighty percent.
After changing his clothes, Wan Yunting came out, ready to wash up, when he saw Niu Qiuling just coming out of the bathroom. He smiled and said, "Morning."
"Hmph."
The response he received was Niu Qiuling's cold snort, and she walked straight back into her room.
Wan Yunting recalled what happened last night and gave a helpless bitter smile, not bothering to think too much about it. After washing up, he went downstairs, and an auntie called them for breakfast.
"Xiao Wan, Qiuling, come and eat breakfast quickly."
Li Guohao and Cheng Qiuhe, along with Li Shuyun, who was wearing martial arts attire and had just finished her meditation practice, smiled and greeted him when they saw Wan Yunting enter. "Good morning, Brother Wan."
"Mm, how do you feel now?"
Seeing Li Shuyun's flushed face and good condition, Wan Yunting pulled up a chair and sat beside her.
Li Shuyun smiled happily, "I feel a surge of energy in my dantian. Practicing and circulating energy this morning is much faster than before."
Wan Yunting accepted the porridge served by the nanny, thanked her, and then smiled at Li Shuyun, "This is the effect of opening the Ren and Du meridians. You'll feel it even more in the future."
Li Shuyun nodded. Her gaze towards Wan Yunting had changed, filled with admiration and gratitude…
This made Niu Qiuling, sitting beside them, turn into a sour lemon again. She lowered her head and silently ate her porridge.
Wan Yunting peeled an egg for her and placed it in her bowl. She took it out and threw it back into his bowl, splashing porridge onto the table. Wan Yunting was speechless.
Li Guohao and his wife, sitting opposite them, looked strangely at the uncharacterverted Niu Qiuling. Li Shuyun said nothing more and quietly ate her breakfast…
Ignoring Niu Qiuling, Wan Yunting ate his egg and asked Li Guohao, "Uncle Li, has Xu Jianqiang made any moves yet?"
Having finished eating, Li Guohao wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "He should still be preparing. It won't be that fast."
Wan Yunting raised his eyebrows and said, "We can't rely on him entirely. I'll make a move later and strike against Young Master Leng's forces!"
Upon hearing this, Li Guohao nodded and reminded him, "Young Master Leng has significant influence here. Be careful when you act, and don't be as impulsive as you were in Vietnam, or it will be counterproductive!"
Wan Yunting nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, Uncle Li, I know what I'm doing."
"Heh heh."
Niu Qiuling beside him let out a couple of cold laughs.
Wan Yunting glanced at her and directly shoved a fried dough stick into Niu Qiuling's mouth, "What are you laughing at? Eat your fried dough stick…"
Being forced to eat the fried dough stick by the man, Niu Qiuling's almond eyes widened. She glared fiercely at him and raised her foot to step on his instep. The pain made Wan Yunting grit his teeth. He leaned close and whispered a warning into her ear, "Don't push your luck."
Niu Qiuling, however, was not intimidated. She stomped her left foot on his instep twice, causing Wan Yunting to grind his teeth audibly. This made Li Guohao, Cheng Qiuhe, and Li Shuyun's family of three look at him strangely, exchanging bewildered glances.
Wan Yunting, choosing not to engage with Niu Qiuling, forced a smile and gritted his teeth as he said to Cheng Qiuhe, "Auntie, did you cook this porridge? It tastes great…"
After breakfast, Wan Yunting inquired further from Li Guohao about Young Master Leng's sphere of influence in Kuala Lumpur. By noon, Wan Yunting called out to Niu Qiuling, "Let's go out for a walk."
Niu Qiuling nodded, no longer arguing with him, as business was important…
Just then, Wan Yunting's phone rang. He took it out and saw it was a WeChat video call from his second brother.
Wan Yunting was a little confused and quickly answered the video call. Immediately, the panicked face of his second brother, Wan Dongming, appeared, and he said urgently, "Third brother, something's happened…"