1240: Chi Yang's Illness Acted Up

Chi Yang's Illness Acted Up

Unbearable, Hong Feixu called out at Mrs. Hong. Only then did Mrs. Hong return to her senses. She hurriedly smiled and said, "It's like this. I'm sure you know that we bought a few mountains in the south, and we've been cultivating some greens and fruits there. When we returned last time, we picked a little bit more and brought them over to your grandfather. The old master is getting old, and the air in the north is rather polluted. Eating some clean food that grew without pollution will be good for the old master's health. They're nothing too valuable, just non-fragile agricultural products such as sweet potatoes and potatoes. I've already put them in the guardhouse for you. I didn't anticipate bumping into you. Come, let Auntie help you bring them to the car."1

Knowing Chi Yang's background like the back of her hand, she knew that this young master was financially sound and had everything he needed. If their family wanted to give him anything valuable, not only would their family not be able to afford it, Chi Yang would never accept the gift either. On the contrary, it would be difficult for Chi Yang to reject these small things that were not as valuable but were brimming with their sincerity. Instead of turning the simple presents down, he had no choice but to accept them. After all, he did accept this offering the last time.

Under Hong Feixu and Mrs. Hong's expectant gazes, Chi Yang said, "No need."

Hearing Chi Yang's refusal without hesitation, Hong Feixu's heart sank.

Mrs. Hong could not help but feel embarrassed. She forced a smile and asked, "Why's that? Last time, Auntie also brought you something. You've accepted it then, haven't you?"

"Last time, I rescued Hong Feixu at a critical moment. Out of gratefulness, you acted like you were going to let your daughter marry me if I didn't accept the gift. I had no choice but to accept your local specialties." Chi Yang had all the intentions to extend his happy life. After all, Hong Feixu had made his wife unhappy last time, so this time, he insisted on telling them everything that he needed to say.

Hearing this, Nuannuan, who hovered somewhere nearby all this while, lost her composure.

'Big Brother Chi Yang, can you not flame them like that?'

Looking at Mrs. Hong and Hong Feixu's flushed faces, Nuannuan could not help but burst out laughing.

She felt that Big Brother Chi Yang's words were too relatable.

Mrs. Hong turned around and glared at Nangong Nuannuan. The anger in her heart started to rise. She continued speaking to Chi Yang, but she intended for Nuannuan to hear too.

"That's because I noticed that you and our Xu'er seem to get along very well! At the time, not only did you protect our Xu'er with your life, but after she got injured, you visited her often too."

What?

After hearing Mrs. Hong's words, Nuannuan looked questioningly at her Big Brother Chi Yang.

Why did she not know anything about this?

He protected Hong Feixu with his own life?

Chi Yang was scared out of his wits. He, who had always been able to keep a straight face even in the face of gargantuan pressure, felt a cold sweat break out on his back. A burning sensation followed closely after his cold sweat that caused his entire body to itch.

He knew that he had been overwhelmed by a wave of urticaria.

Despite how strong this broken body looked, he suffered from many minor diseases. Insomnia, skin diseases, and his once uncontrollable emotions affected him in many different ways.

After his mood improved after receiving Nuannuan's care, these problems gradually disappeared. However, Chi Yang was still scared out of his wits when he was taken aback by Mrs. Hong's sudden spout of nonsense.

The hives instantly engulfed his entire body, and even his face was abnormally flushed.

In Mrs. Hong and Hong Feixu's eyes, Chi Yang merely looked like this because they managed to guess his real feelings and now, he was blushing.

Otherwise, why else would he blush?

Mrs. Hong and Hong Feixu were so excited that they nearly squealed.

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