Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

After Ye Shuning finished the call, she saw the little girl's slightly red eyes, and was stunned for a moment. Her heart ached, "Why are you crying?"

Ji Yan raised her head, "Mom, do you still remember Qi Yan?"

It seemed like Ye Shuning heard this name for the first time. After a long time of recalling, she still couldn't find the slightest impression. After a while, she shook her head blankly: "I don't seem to have any impression. Is this Yanyan's former classmate?"

Ji Yan then knew the answer and did not ask any more questions. She just shook her head silently.

She should have been one of the people who had forgotten Qi Yan, but by some strange coincidence she remembered everything and was the only person in the world who still remembered Qi Yan.

Ye Shuning said: "Do you need mom to help you find him?"

Ji Yan shook her head, "No need, Mom." I can't find it.

After she returned to the real world, she completely lost contact with the system. Everything in the plane world seemed like a dream, and it was all over. No matter how many regrets she had, she could only hide them deep in her heart. Like in the past, she always had to look forward, at least not let Qi Yan down for everything he had done for her.

Ji Yan's vocal cords recovered, and Ji Chi Nian also returned from abroad. The first thing he did after returning was to go to the hospital to visit his daughter.

Ji Chi Nian sent flowers. Ji Yan hadn't seen him for a long time, and the image of her father had become somewhat strange in her mind. She spoke to him very politely. Ji Chi Nian could feel the estrangement between his daughter and him.

When she was a child, she was sent to the old house to live with her grandparents. Ji Chi Nian only came back twice a year at most, and each time he stayed for a short time. Ye Shuning was better, but not much better.

When he came back this time, seeing the little girl lying on the hospital bed, calling him dad politely but distantly, Ji Chi Nian felt particularly aching in his heart, and his guilt towards her almost reached its peak.

During the time Ji Yan was in the hospital, Ji Chi Nian and Ye Shuning took turns to accompany her in the hospital. The little girl was carefully cared for, her complexion became better and better, her speech became more fluent, and she no longer had difficulty speaking long sentences. The operation did not leave any sequelae, which was almost a medical miracle.

It is indeed a medical miracle, but the end of the miracle is something that people in this world cannot yet reach.

In mid-August, Ye Shuning completed the discharge procedures for Ji Yan and took her back to the villa to recuperate. The little girl seemed to have changed, but the change was very subtle. The most obvious change was that she liked being alone and began to enjoy her time alone. Ye Shuning and Ji Chi Nian often came to see her. The little girl was either reading a book or taking an online class. Occasionally, she would go for a walk outside the villa and greet everyone she met in a gentle and sunny manner.

Ye Shuning didn't know whether this change was good or bad, but the tenacity and peace shown by the little girl made her, as a mother, very sad. Every important moment that she and Ji Chi Nian missed when Ji Yan was young became a regret that they could never make up for, but fortunately everything was developing in a good direction.

On this day, the weather was clear and a medium-sized truck drove into the community.

Ji Yan was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. When she heard the sound, she looked up and saw the words "Moving Company" written on the body of the truck. She didn't pay much attention to it and just looked away.

In the evening, Ye Shuning returned to the villa and cooked by herself. When Ji Yan found out, she went downstairs to help. Ye Shuning was wearing an apron and her eyes softened when she saw her. She didn't ask her for help, but mentioned something: "There's something Mom forgot to tell you. Do you still remember Uncle Qi who lives next door to the old house?"

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment and nodded.

Ye Shuning said, "His family is in decline now, but your uncle Qi's ex-wife has done very well in recent years. She opened her own company and also wanted to get back the custody of the child. Now the Qi family's child is with his mother. The child is also promising and has signed an entertainment company. Hey, Yanyan should not have forgotten her brother, right?"

The two children seemed to have had a quarrel before, and Ye Shuning also understood the girl's temper. If there was really a conflict or even a breakup, the girl would definitely hold a grudge for a long time.

When Ji Yan heard Ye Shuning say this, she almost raised her head suddenly, "Brother?"

Her voice trembled slightly, and her dark eyes were full of disbelief.

Ye Shuning was slightly surprised: "Yes, Qi Yan, could it be that Yanyan has really forgotten her brother?"

"But didn't you say before that you didn't remember him? How come..."

Ye Shuning looked confused: "Did I say that? Yanyan probably remembered it wrongly. Qi Yan has been taking care of Yanyan for so long in the old house. There is no way that mom can forget him."

The child was very sensible, but he had a bad fate. Fortunately, things are better now and his mother is a very reliable person.

"There is one more piece of news that mom forgot to tell Yanyan." Ye Shuning said gently, "The villa next door has been idle for a long time. Today, Qi Yan moved in. Yanyan can go and take a look when she is free. Bring a housewarming gift and at least welcome brother to become a neighbor..."

Before Ye Shuning could finish her words, the little girl ran out of the kitchen, her hair uncombed and she just ran out in her pajamas. It was rare for Ye Shuning to see her so impatient, and for a moment she was unsure whether the two children had had a conflict back then.

Ji Yan ran outside the villa. The villas in the community were far apart, so she almost jogged over and saw that the lights in the villa next door were on. The people from the moving company were still there. They didn't know how many trips they had made today, and the workers were still moving items from the truck.

Suddenly a little girl ran over, her eyes were red, and when she raised her head, everyone's breathing held for a moment. Her face was so pretty, her eyes were clean and pure. No one knew why she was sad, and people just wanted to stop what they were doing and cheer her up.

The girl stood blankly at the door of the villa and did not go in, as if she was afraid of something.

The worker asked, "Little girl, are you here to see the owner of this house?"

Ji Yan paused and nodded.

The other party smiled and said, "Mr. Qi is on the first floor directing the workers to unload the goods. You can see it when you go in."

Ji Yan said: "Thank you."

She didn't know what she was afraid of. She stood there stupidly for a long time before finally taking a step.

She took a few steps and a tall and thin figure walked out of the villa. It was a familiar person with familiar eyes. Ji Yan could not fail to recognize him. Her heart seemed to be gripped by something. She looked at him from afar. Her red eyes contained thousands of words, but the next moment, she ran towards him without hesitation.

She ran very fast and crashed heavily into his arms, and Qi Yan reached out to catch her.

Ji Yan hugged him without saying a word, just held him tightly.

After a long time, she calmed down and raised her head to look at him carefully.

But the moment she met his gaze, she paused slightly.

The same person, but with slightly different eyes. Qi Yan has been calmer than his peers since he was a child. He always keeps his emotions hidden in his heart, making them hard to understand. However, there is no such innate indifference in his eyes. It is the result of years of accumulation, long-term high position and arrogance. Such temperament cannot be completely erased even if one tries to restrain and hide it.

Ji Yan was stunned, and an unspeakable sadness suddenly rose in her heart. He was not Qi Yan, but a god.