Chapter 958: Chapter 958: Sister-in-law, Your Lipstick Is Smudged

The next morning, at the Bai Family Mansion.

On the balcony of the backyard pavilion, Xiao Hongdao leaned against a rattan chair, his brow slightly furrowed, the vertical line between his eyes clearly visible.

Yin Zhihong stood behind him, whispering something.

Not long after, Ming Dailan pushed the door open and entered. She seemed to have not slept well, with noticeable bloodshot eyes.

Xiao Hongdao slowly raised his hand, interrupting Yin Zhihong, “You go ahead and get busy.”

Yin Zhihong bowed and retreated, giving Ming Dailan a discreet glance as he passed by her side.

At this moment, Xiao Hongdao picked up the teacup on the low table, seemingly asking casually, “Did Xiaoyan go out?”

Ming Dailan stood behind him, responding indifferently, “I heard he went out last night. Do you need to find him for something?”

Xiao Hongdao slowly turned his head, his deep eyes falling on Ming Dailan’s face, as if scrutinizing her.

After a while, he smiled, “No, just asking casually.”

Ming Dailan carefully controlled her expression, worried that Xiao Hongdao might notice something, yet faintly tired of such precautions.

She walked to another rattan chair to sit down, overlooking the garden below the pavilion, “When do you plan to return to the British Imperial?”

Xiao Hongdao caressed the teacup, glancing at Ming Dailan sideways, “Why? Are you in a hurry?”

“Why would I be in a hurry?” Ming Dailan glanced at him briefly, “It’s just that it’s a bit uncomfortable here.”

Xiao Hongdao withdrew his gaze and smiled with a meaningful expression, “It’s good that you’re not in a hurry. The night market in Myanmar is nice. If you’re bored, you can go take a walk.”

Ming Dailan spaced out, perhaps harboring a guilty conscience; she felt that Xiao Hongdao’s words were hinting at something.

She remained silent, casually picking up her phone to glance at it, “How have Ah Hui and Margaret been progressing these past few days?”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hongdao’s gaze darkened slightly, “You don’t need to worry about his affairs. Contact Xiaoyan as soon as possible and have him return quickly.”

…

Meanwhile, at Capital Hospital.

Xia Siyu leaned against the hospital bed, looking out the window with a bewildered expression.

The door opened as Yun Lih entered with a bowl of nutritious porridge; after two nights of keeping vigil, he appeared somewhat haggard.

Xia Siyu stared at him blankly, instinctively asking, “Did you take your medicine?”

The fatigue was evident in Yun Lih’s deep eye sockets, and he set down the porridge bowl, glancing at her as he spoke, “Have you become addicted to being a nanny?”

“I’m just routinely asking!” Xia Siyu pursed her lips and muttered to herself, “Ungrateful.”

Perhaps due to living together in Parma for some time, Xia Siyu was increasingly at ease in front of Yun Lih, even slightly indulging herself.

Yun Lih stretched his trousers as he sat down, picked up the porridge bowl and stirred it with a spoon, “After the wedding, your brother will come to take you back.”

“What?” Xia Siyu raised her eyes sharply, her fingers subconsciously curling, “You told my brother?”

Yun Lih lifted his eyelids, speaking very solemnly, “Xiaxia, you should go back.”

Xia Siyu swallowed, “I won’t!”

Yun Lih pressed his lips together, his carefree brows and eyes tinged with melancholy, “You were hurt for me, and I will help you seek justice. Be it revenge or settling accounts, I won’t let you suffer in vain. But apart from that, there’s nothing else I can give you.”

Heart to heart, Xia Siyu’s actions were not unnoticed by him.

But amidst the touches, the slight pangs of sympathy could not shake his rationality.

At least, at this moment, he would consider avenging Xia Siyu, doing everything within his power for her, but love was not an option.

A person stained with blood who is accustomed to life and death has a hard heart and cold soul.

Yun Lih had thought about being with her, but there was always something missing, preventing him from taking that step.

Most importantly, with his current physical condition, accepting Xia Siyu rashly would be irresponsible to her.

No one had solved the venom of the blue-ringed octopus; even the King of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Shang Zonghai, had never provided a definite answer.

Perhaps he would eventually meet his end; why delay others?

At this moment, Yun Lih candidly expressed his thoughts once again, and Xia Siyu was silent for a moment before laughing at herself, “Are you tired of me?”

Yun Lih met her gaze and softly sighed, “Not tired of you, but you really should go home.”

Return to your original path of life, return to your own brilliant life.

Xia Siyu stared at Yun Lih without blinking, her curled fingers gradually relaxed, and after a long time, she nodded in agreement, “Hmm, then take care of yourself.”

Yun Lih brought the spoon to her lips, “Tomorrow, after the wedding, I’ll come back to see you off.”

Xia Siyu took the spoon and drank the porridge herself, nodding calmly, “Alright, you go ahead with your work.”

She was too calm, her gaze unaffected by any ripples.

Xia Siyu’s demeanor left Yun Lih with an inexplicable sense of desolation.

…

New Year’s Day, Su Moshi and Wu Minmin’s wedding took place as scheduled.

On this day, in Naypy Capital, everywhere was illuminated and bustling, rivaling a national grand feast.

Very early, the entire main road was under strict security, and carriages adorned with Myanmar national symbols followed one after another, spreading blessings far and wide.

According to custom, the wedding banquet was held in the evening, at the State Banquet Hall of the Cabinet Office.

A grand ceremony, coupled with Wu Lv’s influence internationally, saw dignitaries and high officials from various countries attending to offer their congratulations.

Even those who couldn’t attend sent abundant gifts.

In the afternoon, Li Qiao changed into a long dress with a champagne-colored qipao collar, though she was over three months pregnant, her belly only slightly protruded and was not obvious.

The limousine was already waiting outside the manor, Shang Yu still donned his usual black suit and shirt, only the Windsor knot and pocket square matched the champagne color.

Li Qiao lowered her head to adjust the hem of her dress when suddenly, a warm chest pressed against her from behind, and the man lowered his head to whisper in her ear, “Don’t wander off tonight, okay?”

Li Qiao nodded, her eyes clear and bright, “Don’t worry.”

Shang Yu’s hand slipped through her waistline, resting on her abdomen, his lips curved, playfully nibbling at her earlobe, “Too many offenses in the past, hard to trust you.”

Li Qiao leaned back, raising her eyebrows jokingly, “I’ll try to amend that, won’t happen again.”

The man chuckled pleasingly, his fingers cupping her face as he bowed down to capture her lips.

The deep kiss had just begun, lips intertwined, when He Chen’s untimely voice sounded, “Need me to ask the limousine to wait another hour?”

Li Qiao: “…”

The man cradled her face, sucking her lips forcefully before concluding the passionate kiss.

Shang Yu rubbed the moisture from the side of her lips with his thumb, glancing at He Chen at the doorway, his gaze sharp as daggers.

He Chen rubbed his eyebrows with a mischievous smile, “Why are you looking at me? The old man asked me to come.”

Li Qiao pressed her lips together, giving He Chen a cool look as she passed by him, “Brother Chen is truly everywhere.”

“Sister-in-law…” He Chen cleared his throat, pretending seriousness to remind, “Your lipstick is smudged.”