Contract marriage, don't be tempted, President

"Xiao Yue, I want to see your brother, please call him back."

Qingyi supported himself and sat up from the bed. He had some premonitions. He had figured it out after so long. If Qinghan didn't want to do it, then it was fine. There was no point in forcing him. Besides, he already had an heir.

"Okay, I'll call him now."

Qingyue called Qinghan in a hurry, but was hung up after many calls. Finally, he turned off his phone.

"I'll go out and find him!"

Qingyue grabbed her clothes and ran out

"Xiaoyue! Be safe!"

Lin Yahui did not chase after him, but stayed by Mr. Qing's bedside.

"It's getting dark, I'm afraid I won't make it to tomorrow."

"Qinghan hasn't come back yet. No matter what you say, we have to wait until he comes back and see him before we leave, right?"

Lin Yahui suppressed her inner grief

"I'll get you some medicine, just hold on for a while."

As she spoke, Lin Yahui hurriedly stood up, secretly praying that they would come back soon.

"Everyone has their own destiny. Even if they have reached their limit, they cannot waste their time."

"I know you're a good kid, so I'm relieved to pass on my legacy to you. If I'm gone, you'll be the one to take good care of them."

"They are both stubborn and won't listen. They've caused you so much trouble."

"I understand, master."

"Ugh……"

Qing Yi looked quietly in the direction of the door and began to cough violently.

Lin Yahui helped him calm down while calling Qingyue

"Have you found your brother?"

Qingyue was almost crying

"No, not in any of the places he usually goes."

"Don't look for him, come back quickly"

Qingyue rushed home without saying a word

"grandfather!"

"Old man"

Qingyi opened his eyes with great effort and looked towards the door.

"Forget it... He won't come back..."

Before his death, Mr. Qingyi was unable to see his grandson.

"Sister..."

Qingyue fell to the ground with a thud

"Senior Sister, what should I do? I..."

Lin Yahui squatted down and patted her back. She also took a few deep breaths and tried to hold back her tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry. You have to take care of Mr. Qing's funeral. Our Xiaoyue is the strongest."

"Senior sister...I will never forgive my brother. Not in my entire life."

"Okay, we won't forgive him. Come on, get up first."

Qingyue devoted herself to handling Qingyi's funeral, and many people who had been helped came to pay their respects.

Qingyue found Qinghan on the third day after the old man's death. Qinghan was having dinner with his friends when a brother came in hurriedly.

"Sorry, Brother Qing, I didn't stop your sister."

Qingyue followed him and slapped Qinghan in the face.

"Grandpa is dead now. No one will force you anymore. Are you satisfied?"

"Xiaoyue!"

Lin Yahui followed in and stopped Qingyue from doing anything else.

Qingyue was mad at her brother for crying. How could he not even come to see his grandfather when he passed away?

Qinghan, who was standing by, was completely stunned.

"You said...what? Grandpa, passed away?"

"Yes! Grandpa got sick because of you! He always wanted to see you again, but I called you so many times that day and you didn't answer any of them..."

Qinghan shakes his head

"I don't know... I, I didn't know it would be like this..."

Lin Yahui supported Qingyue and signaled to the bodyguard behind her

They took Qinghan to the grave of Mr. Qing.

Most of the mourners have left.

When Qinghan saw the photo on the tombstone, he seemed to lose his strength instantly and started crying with his hands covering his face.

Looking at the cold ground, Lin Yahui sighed helplessly.

"Ah..."

Lin Yahui sniffed, and a suit jacket was put on her.

“Be careful of catching a cold”

Lin Yahui turns her head

"Mr. Fu"

Fu Yexing nodded in response

"You still have to be careful. After all, doctors don't treat themselves."

"You can save others, but you may not be able to save yourself"

Lin Yahui asked back

"Does Mr. Fu think so too?"

"If it were possible, we wouldn't be meeting here today."