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Chapter 348: Doubts, Li Jingtian’s Entanglement...

Chapter 348: Chapter 348: Doubts, Li Jingtian’s Entanglement...

Doudou’s body trembled slightly—not out of fear of Chengcheng, but rather... not wanting Great-Grandma to worry, so she tacitly agreed.

Old Madam Li nodded, not saying a word.

After they finished their meal, she secretly called Doudou over to her side.

Lowering her voice, Old Madam Li said, "Doudou, be honest with Great-Grandma. Why have you been coming home so late these days?"

Doudou was startled.

Great-Grandma had actually seen through Chengcheng’s lies!

Old Madam Li noticed the little girl’s hesitation and continued, "Doudou, don’t worry. Once you tell me, Great-Grandma promises not to let Chengcheng find out. This will be our little secret—just between the two of us."

Since it involved their own family, it wouldn’t be a problem to tell Great-Grandma, right?

After a brief internal struggle, Doudou extended her pinky finger for a promise.

Old Madam Li hooked her finger and confirmed the pact.

Only then did Doudou start gesturing in sign language.

"These past days, Second Uncle often comes to find us after school. He takes us to so many places to play and eat lots of delicious food. Because of his special status in the Li Family, he’s afraid you and Daddy will get mad, so he told us not to say anything."

It was Li Jingtian!!

Old Madam Li was genuinely surprised.

When did he start caring so much about Chengcheng and Doudou?

Thinking of his murky entanglements with Shen Jiangqing raised even bigger questions.

She herself had seen Doudou and Aling undergo a paternity test; Chengcheng and Doudou were twins.

Logically speaking, they shouldn’t have anything to do with him!

Could it be that Li Jingtian was trying to use the children for something?

Old Madam Li’s mind suddenly became chaotic. "So, Doudou, what do you and Second Uncle talk about when you’re together?"

With her soft, chubby hands, Doudou kept gesturing.

"Second Uncle cares about my studies and life, but most of the time, he spends with Chengcheng. I don’t really know what they talk about."

After explaining, Doudou tugged at Old Madam Li’s sleeve again and gestured seriously, "Great-Grandma, this is our secret; you can’t tell anyone, okay?"

Especially Chengcheng...

"Good girl, Great-Grandma definitely won’t tell anyone. Go play now."

Old Madam Li lovingly stroked her small head.

Only then did Doudou head upstairs at ease.

"Madam, I’ve asked the driver responsible for picking up and dropping off the Little Miss and the little young master. He insists the children have been staying late at kindergarten to finish their homework. Should I address it?" the old steward asked tentatively upon returning.

"Leave it for now, so as not to alert him,"

Old Madam Li’s expression became cryptic. "Here’s what you’ll do—assign some clever ones to tail them discreetly. Find out why Li Jingtian is approaching the children and what he’s after."

This matter left a lingering unease in her heart.

...

Early morning in Reykjavik, Country A.

Although Li Lingyang had regained consciousness, his physical condition was still extremely fragile. He couldn’t even get out of bed and was in a near-24-hour state of IV infusion, hooked up to various monitors to track his vital statistics.

The attending physician had come early to conduct an examination and left only after confirming there was nothing abnormal.

It was hard on Li Lingyang to recover in isolation here, unable to actively seek out Ning Yichu.

He felt an unbearable itch in his heart.

Were they awake yet? What were they up to?

Was Mo Baiyou bothering them?

He couldn’t help but let his mind wander further and further, his thoughts becoming increasingly absurd. After a moment of hesitation, he picked up his phone.

Li Lingyang didn’t want to be too direct. After deliberating for a few moments, he crafted his message.

It needed to sound pitiable yet subtle.

"Chu Chu, are you and the kids awake yet?"

"I struggled to sleep last night. My wound hurt so much... I drifted off and dreamed of the days when you and the kids studied abroad in Saint Peter."

"I find myself really missing all of you..."

Finally, he took a few photos of himself looking pale and miserable with the IV attached and sent them over.

However, there was no reply on the other end.

Li Lingyang wasn’t too anxious; he knew Ning Yichu had a soft heart despite her tough exterior. His injury was because of Chen Bao, and the subsequent aggravation of that injury was also for her. She would never stand by and do nothing.

Sure enough, just as Li Lingyang had anticipated, Ning Yichu saw the message. Though exasperated, after tending to the children, she came to the hospital.

When she pushed open the door, the man was still lying on the large hospital bed, pale and hooked up to IV drips, looking utterly weak.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Upon hearing the sound at the door, Li Lingyang slowly opened his sharp eyes. As he caught sight of the silhouette he had longed for day and night, he pretended to be surprised and said, "Chu Chu, why are you here?"

Ning Yichu rolled her eyes.

"You sent all those messages, filled with hints. Isn’t the whole point to get someone to come keep you company?"

Li Lingyang feigned ignorance. "In a foreign land, injured and unable to confide in anyone else, I just shared a few thoughts with you. If you’re busy, you don’t really need to bother; I can manage on my own."

"..." Manage on his own?

Wasn’t there a whole entourage of Special Assistant Xu, bodyguards, and nurses?

Forget it; arguing with an injured man was pointless.

Ning Yichu immediately saw through his motive, let out a soft snort, and said, "Eat some breakfast. The doctor mentioned your diet needs to be light while you’re recovering, so I brought you something mild..."

Being able to spend quiet moments like this with her—even if the food was bland—Li Lingyang would happily eat poison.

After surviving near-death, he cherished these moments with her even more.

He struggled to lift his tall frame to grab the small tray used for the hospital bed, but his sudden movement irritated his wound.

His face turned pale as he drew in a sharp breath.

Ning Yichu quickly set aside the breakfast to support his arm, adjusting the pillow so he could recline comfortably.

"Li Lingyang, I can handle this myself. Your gunshot wound is still severe. Who told you to move around? Did you forget what the doctor warned you about last night?!"

After scolding him, Ning Yichu found him staring fixedly at her.

In his pitch-black pupils, little reflections of her were mirrored back.

Ning Yichu’s heart skipped a beat inexplicably. Instinctively, she asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Chu Chu, your tone just now was fierce."

"???"

"But I like it!" The fiercer, the more it showed she cared about him!

Li Lingyang had some twisted thoughts.

Ning Yichu truly wanted to pry open his mind to see what he was thinking. She took a deep breath and said, "You’re injured because of Chen Bao, so I came to care for you. Don’t overthink it."

Was it really just for the child?

During his injury, had she felt any worry or sorrow for him?

Li Lingyang wanted to ask her, but in the end, his gaze dimmed briefly, and he said nothing.

In the blink of an eye, the hospital bed’s tray was laden with breakfast.

Pumpkin millet porridge, paired with freshly steamed buns, emitting a rich aroma.