Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

It was a little after 5 p.m.

Cheng Xihe returned to her room.

Tomorrow's meeting with Yan Mingchuan is very important. After all, he's a sucker for fifty million, so I need to show some professionalism.

Otherwise, she would embarrass her master.

As his fingertips glided across the cool tablet, Cheng Xihe pulled up Yan Mingchuan's file.

This information was provided by Yan Mingchuan's assistant.

The materials they provided were probably over a thousand pages long, much longer than the ones Qi Shen had shown her before.

Cheng Xihe held a pen in his hand and turned the pages one by one, circling the parts that he was paying close attention to.

Before long, Cheng Xihe's brows furrowed slightly.

This file contains the diagnostic opinions of top hospital experts from around the world.

While experts may differ in subtle details, they are largely aligned in their general direction:

No organic lesions were found in the leg nerves.

It means that although the person cannot move, the reason why they cannot move has not been found.

Moreover, over the past year, Yan Mingchuan's leg muscles have shown signs of atrophy due to prolonged lack of support.

If this continues, an irreversible situation will arise.

Bo Ce called: Boss, how's the medical record? Are you confident?

Cheng Xihe rubbed his temples: "So many doctors can't find the cause of the illness. I haven't seen one yet, so I don't know."

She wasn't very confident.

If it were the master, the chances of success would be much higher.

"Boss, I believe in you! Tell me what needs to be prepared, and I'll go prepare it now." Bai Ce said confidently.

His boss is very capable at everything.

This time it will definitely work too.

Cheng Xihe tapped his fingers lightly on the table and thought for a while: "Go to the safe and take out my set of gold needles."

She's going to try it out tomorrow, no matter what.

"Yes, boss!"

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Xihe searched for Yan Mingchuan online.

There is very little information about him online, suggesting that someone is deliberately hiding his information.

He hasn't attended any events in the past three years.

From those few words, Cheng Xihe could only tell that Yan Mingchuan was a very capable person.

Despite his physical limitations, he still managed to control the Yan family through his exceptional skills and brilliant mind.

"Never mind, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Cheng Xihe stretched for a bit, then got up and walked towards the bathroom.

"Knock knock knock".

There was a knock on the door.

Cheng Xihe asked in confusion, "Who?"

"Second Miss, it's me."

Upon opening the door, Cheng Xihe saw Ye Mingde standing in the doorway.

"What is it, Uncle Ye?"

Ye Mingde briefly explained: "Tonight, the master took the third young lady to a dinner party, the madam and several other ladies are eating out, and the eldest young lady and young master Su have gone out."

Now that only you and the young master are home, I've come to ask for your opinion: what would you like to eat tonight?

"I'm not hungry, I don't need to eat, go ask Qin Yebai." Cheng Xihe waved his hand.

She had just finished eating, and her stomach was still bloated.

Butler Ye nodded: "Yes, Miss. Please feel free to contact us if you need anything. We can bring your dinner up."

"Okay, go ahead and get busy."

Cheng Xihe was about to close the door when she remembered the glasses: "Oh right, Uncle Ye."

If Xiaxia comes back, tell her to hurry back to her room; there's a surprise.

"Yes, Miss."

Ye Mingde nodded to her, then turned and walked towards Qin Yebai's room: "Young Master, would you like dinner?"

"roll!"

Qin Yebai grabbed something and banged on the door, his temper flaring: "I'm playing games, I don't have time for you, stop arguing."

"Yes, young master."

Butler Ye showed no sign of anger and turned to leave.

Cheng Xihe, who witnessed all of this, raised an eyebrow.

If that kid dares to say that to her face, she'll definitely give him a beating.

Since they didn't come out, let's just forget about it.

Cheng Xihe went to the bathroom with some disappointment.

*

8 PM.

Qin Jian returned home exhausted, with Qin Shengxia following behind him.

The little girl had a very low profile; during meals, she was practically invisible, only focused on eating.

When they started talking, everyone ignored Qin Shengxia.

As a result, she didn't learn anything useful.

On the way back, Qin Jian kept talking about Qin Shengxia.

Although he disliked Cheng Xihe.

But Cheng Xihe seems much smarter than Qin Shengxia.

Pushing open the door, Qin Jian found the house shrouded in a low-pressure atmosphere.

Confused, he pulled Butler Ye aside: "What's going on?"

I always feel that the house is lifeless and eerie.

"Sir, nothing has happened."

Butler Ye shook his head, puzzled.

Qin Jian frowned and looked around: "Where is Madam?"

"Madam invited a few ladies out to play cards today, and they haven't returned yet. Should we call and check on them?"

Butler Ye was neither servile nor arrogant, and his attitude was gentle.

Qin Jian waved his hand: "No need, she knows what she's doing."

Socializing is also a skill for women.

He had no reason not to let Zhang Zhiyue do these things.

"OK."

Qin Jian took two steps forward, then suddenly remembered Qin Shengxia: "Oh right, you..."

Qin Shengxia was still following not far away.

Seeing Qin Jian stop, he slowly paused and said, "Father."

"Go back to your room and reflect on your actions. I'm not taking you out next time; you're completely useless." Qin Jian went upstairs dejectedly.

There are three daughters in the family, none of whom are capable of taking over the family business.

Qin Shengxia acted as if she hadn't heard him and went to the living room to get a drink of water like a ghost.

"Third Miss".

Butler Ye poured her a glass of water, a smile on his face: "Welcome home."

Qin Shengxia forced a smile, but her expression was still listless: "Is my sister back?"

"The second young lady returned at noon. She said she would wait for you to come back and then go back to her room to check on you."

Seeing her distressed expression, Butler Ye sighed inwardly.

"Really?"

Qin Shengxia stood up, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise: "Sister, did you really say that?"

What a surprise! My sister gave me a surprise.

"Yes, the second young lady specifically asked me to convey this to you."

Butler Ye smiled and nodded at her, confirming her suspicions.

"I'm going up first!"

Qin Shengxia jogged upstairs, like a joyful bird breaking free from its cage.

The second-floor corridor was quiet, and Qin Shengxia happily returned to her room.

"Bang!"

After closing the door, Qin Shengxia took a few steps forward.

On the table was a tote bag, and next to it was something that looked like a greeting card.

Bang bang bang.

Her heart pounded, and Qin Shengxia quickly walked over, her hand holding the greeting card trembling slightly.

Upon opening it, there was only one simple sentence written on it: "A gift for you."

The words on the greeting card were written in a beautiful, flowing style.

The inscription read "Cheng Xihe," and the inscription carried a faint woody scent, somewhat similar to the scent Cheng Xihe wore.

The first gift my sister gave me.

Tears fell involuntarily.

It's like a wronged child finally finding their own light.

Qin Shengxia carefully put the greeting card away and placed it in the drawer.

The gift box was opened, revealing a pair of pink-rimmed glasses.

The glasses frames are round, the kind that are currently most popular among young women.

It looks much better than her old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses.

Qin Shengxia couldn't wait to put it on.

The plain-looking girl in the mirror instantly became radiant.

But those dark eyes held a unique kind of composure.

Qin Shengxia looked in the mirror, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said softly, "Thank you, sister."