pertwk Chapter 414 Yang Xi's Fate Should Not Die
Chapter 414 Yang Xi's Fate Should Not Die
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the kitchen blinds, casting warm dappled patterns on the floor.
Wang Yuling, wearing an apron, was busy in the kitchen.
The air was filled with an indescribable, unique fragrance of spiritual beings.
On the counter, several ingredients were laid out:
A small bowl of translucent, jade-like rice, a few slices of the tenderest part of the Spirit Horned Green Ox, a small piece of pure-colored Cloud Mane Spirit Pig liver, and a few slices of exquisite jade-like cabbage hearts.
She first put the chalcedony rice into a special grinder and ground it into a fine, snow-white powder.
She diced the Lingjiao green beef and Yunzong Ling pig liver into tiny pieces, then skillfully pounded them into an almost velvety texture.
For the chrysanthemum-infused bok choy, only the tenderest core is used, blanched, and then chopped.
All the prepared ingredients were placed in a warm, white jade pot.
She slightly cupped her palms, channeling her spiritual energy to evenly envelop the jade pot.
Under the precise control of spiritual energy, the mixture in the pot begins to heat up and blend slowly and evenly, without damaging the spirituality of the ingredients, while fully bringing out their essence.
Finally, she added four drops of pure spiritual spring water as a "starter".
In an instant, the already enticing aroma in the pot seemed to be infused with a soul, becoming even richer and more mellow, as if it possessed a vibrant life force that nourishes all things.
This is the complementary food recipe that Lin Yan's two little ones love the most.
Although the two little ones are young, they are exceptionally gifted, possessing an innate sensitivity to spiritual energy and delicious food.
Sure enough, the aroma of the baby food wafted out for less than three seconds after it was made—
"Whoa—!"
"Ah! Waaah! Waaah!"
On the thick, soft playmat in the living room, the two white, tender little ones who were chasing after a white-furred creature and trying to bury their faces in Xiao Qi's soft belly stopped almost simultaneously.
With her cute little pigtails, Xixi was the first to raise her head. Her big, dark eyes instantly locked onto the direction of the kitchen. She pouted and let out a loud, aggrieved wail, then started crawling towards the kitchen on all fours.
Chenchen reacted with a slight "reserve" for half a second, but only for half a second.
He sniffed and immediately joined the howling army, babbling indistinctly "fanfan" as he charged toward the source of the aroma with his sister at an unhurried pace.
Little Qi, "abandoned" in the center of the playmat, raised her fluffy front paws, looking completely bewildered.
Just a moment ago, I was enjoying the "intimate contact" between my two little masters, who were drooling with affection. How come it suddenly doesn't feel so good anymore?
It tilted its head, looking at the two rapidly moving figures, its big golden eyes filled with confusion and a hint of resentment at being "neglected".
It flicked its tail, leaped lightly, and followed, curious about what could be more attractive than its seventh master's belly.
"Here they come, you little gluttons, slow down, slow down."
Wang Yuling smiled and brought out two small, warm white jade bowls. The baby food inside had a light golden color and a fragrant aroma.
She had just stood by the children's high chair in the living room when the two little ones had already precisely "crawled" over, hugged her legs, and started looking up, crying for food. Their eager little faces showed that they couldn't afford to be a second late.
Lin Yan came down from upstairs.
Seeing this lively and heartwarming scene in the restaurant, especially the two little ones' greedy looks and Xiao Qi's bewildered expression of "disfavored" status, his lips unconsciously curled up and his eyes were filled with smiles.
"So lively so early in the morning?"
He approached with a smile, first rubbing Xiaoqi's head to comfort her, then bending down to gently pinch his daughter's chubby cheeks and then squeezing his son's little nose.
"Hmm? So eager? Daddy, look what Aunt Wang made today!"
When the two little ones saw their father, their howling subsided slightly, but their eyes remained fixed on the bowl in Wang Yuling's hand. Xi Xi even reached out her chubby little hand, trying to reach for it.
Lin Yan smiled and shook his head, taking a bowl from Wang Yuling's hands: "I'll feed Xixi."
He held his daughter in his arms, then used a small spoon to scoop up a small spoonful of complementary food, blew on it gently, and brought it to his daughter's mouth.
Xi Xi immediately opened her little mouth and took it in with a "woof," then her big eyes narrowed into crescent moons with happiness, her little feet swayed happily in his arms, and she made satisfied "mmm" sounds.
On the other side, Wang Yuling also started feeding Chenchen.
Only the two little ones' contented humming could be heard in the living room, and the previous "chaos" instantly turned into a heartwarming scene of eating.
Little Seven jumped onto the sofa next to her, tucked her front paws in, and watched quietly, seemingly understanding what the "top priority" at this moment was.
In the United States, Tang Liuqian, Li Wenbin, and Zheng Jiaming acted extremely quickly, and with Lin San coordinating relationships and smoothing things over domestically, all the procedures for entering the Chinese market were completed one after another with astonishing efficiency.
Libre de Soi's first major show in China was ultimately held at the Meridian Gate Square of the Forbidden City, a place of great symbolic significance, on November 7th, the day of Lidong (the beginning of winter).
It not only echoes the brand's inherent oriental charm but also implies the meaning of "the beginning of a new life".
A month in advance, Lin Yan brought Chenchen, Xixi, Wang Yuling, Xiaoqi, and the rest of his family back to their courtyard house on Dongxinglong Street in Beijing from Hong Kong.
On October 11, Tang Liuqian and Yang Xi'en arrived in Beijing first. Lin Yan personally drove to the airport to pick them up.
After more than ten years apart, Tang Liuqian looked at Lin Yan and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement:
"Xiao Yan, every time I see you, I feel like God is being too unfair! So many years have passed, how come you haven't changed at all?"
"Right?" Lin Yan glanced in the rearview mirror, raised his hand to touch his face, and said with a hint of playful smugness, "Still so handsome."
"Pfft—" Yang Xi'en, sitting in the passenger seat, burst out laughing, turning to look at Lin Yan with a warm smile in her eyes, "Little Yan hasn't changed, but I think he's become more and more narcissistic!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yan turned and smiled at Yang Xi'en. However, his gaze lingered on her face for a fleeting moment, almost imperceptibly, before he suddenly froze.
He quietly released a wisp of his divine sense, gently sweeping it over her body, and immediately understood.
"Don't just stand there, it's cold outside, come home with me." He calmly looked away, skillfully turned the steering wheel, and merged the car into traffic.
The car drove into the familiar and impressive courtyard house on Dongxinglong Street.
Elder Dan and Elder Fu had both emerged from seclusion and were leisurely enjoying tea in the courtyard. Upon seeing Mr. and Mrs. Tang Liuqian, Elder Dan stroked his beard and smiled, taking the initiative to greet them, "Young friend Tang, how have you been?"
Tang Liuqian hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully bowed with his hands clasped in greeting:
"Elder Dan! Thanks to you, my father was able to live a long life. Even on his deathbed, he still remembered me and asked me to thank you in person again! You are truly a white-haired old man with a youthful face, and may you live as long as the Southern Mountain."
Dan waved his hand, his smile warm:
"No need for such formalities. Healing the sick and saving lives is a doctor's duty. I am merely sparsely versed in the ways of health preservation and have only lived a few more years by chance."
"Don't stand in the yard, come inside and it'll be warmer."
Lin Yan led everyone towards the main house, instructing, "Yu Ling, prepare dinner."
Pushing open the door to the main room, a wave of warmth washed over us. On the kang (a heated brick bed), Chenchen and Xixi, dressed in chubby clothes, sat side by side, staring wide-eyed at Xiaoqi, who was squatting in front of them, tilting his head to the side.
Upon hearing the door open, three pairs of eyes turned to look at them simultaneously.
As soon as the two little ones saw their father, Xi Xi reacted the fastest, immediately stretching out her two little arms, leaning forward, and babbling as she wanted to hug him, her little face full of eagerness.
Yang Xi'en's gaze was instantly captivated by the two adorable, exquisitely crafted little children on the kang (a heated brick bed), her heart softened completely, and her maternal instincts surged forth.
"Xiao Yan, whose baby is this? It's so cute! Can I hold it?" Her voice softened unconsciously.
"Whose could it be?" Lin Yan smiled broadly, his eyes brimming with obvious pride. "Mine."
Tang Liuqian and Yang Xi'en widened their eyes at the same time, and then they understood—it was perfectly normal for Xiao Yan to have children given her age and status, and these two children were just like Xiao Yan, looking exceptionally good.
Lin Yan stepped forward, gently picked up Xi Xi who was eagerly asking for a hug, and placed her in Yang Xi En's arms.
Xi Xi wasn't shy at all. With her chubby little hands, she curiously grabbed a strand of hair from Yang Xi En's chest and tugged it gently. She tilted her little face up and started babbling in "baby talk" that only she could understand. As she spoke, she seemed to remember something happy and burst into laughter, looking extremely adorable.
Taking advantage of Yang Xi'en's complete focus on Xi Xi in his arms and his inability to pay attention to anything else, Lin Yan gave Tang Liuqian a wink and whispered, "Brother Liuqian, come to the study for a moment, there's something I need to discuss."
Although Tang Liuqian had some doubts, he still followed Lin Yan into the study.
As soon as the door closed, Lin Yan's relaxed smile vanished, and his expression turned serious.
"Brother Liuqian," he lowered his voice, his expression grave, "Sister Xi'en's health... might be having some problems."
Tang Liuqian's heart skipped a beat, and the color drained from his face visibly.
Lin Yan continued:
"Don't make a fuss or scare her. I'll ask Grandpa Dan to examine her pulse carefully under the guise of a routine health check. Don't worry, I'm confident I can cure her."
Tang Liuqian felt his legs go weak and he almost lost his balance. He quickly reached out and grabbed the back of the rosewood chair next to him.
He looked up, his eyes instantly reddening, his voice trembling with pleading:
"Xiao Yan... Xi En, what exactly is her illness? You... you will definitely cure her, right?"
Lin Yan looked directly into his terrified yet earnest eyes and uttered three words clearly and firmly:
Breast cancer.
Then, his tone softened, carrying a reassuring certainty.
"It was discovered in time, far from being beyond redemption. It can be said that... she was destined to survive, and she just happened to come back with you."