CH 17

Although it’s a private clinic, after Rong Qian arrived, no matter how you look at this place, it doesn’t look like a clinic.

Among the green trees, a small white western-style building is hidden. A pure European-style building, magnificent, and the interior decoration style was high-end luxurious route. At a glance, the white walls were flawless, and the floor was covered with thick pile carpets.

A full-body scanner was also installed at the entrance. As soon as Rong Qian walked in, a mechanical female voice announced in English that it was safe to pass, which gave Rong Qian a sense of arrival at the science and technology building.

After entering the elevator, Xu Yang directly pressed the top floor, and within a few seconds, the high-speed elevator arrived with a beep sound.

Once the elevator door opens, there is a spacious living room with a royal blue velvet sofa and two large green plants next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, giving the overall feeling of warmth.

Xu Yang took Rong Qian into the living room, then passed through an automatic sensor glass door, and finally arrived at Xu Zhiwei’s ward.

The space is very spacious, except for the medical equipment. There is only one hospital bed, and there is an old man lying on it. Rong Qian recognized him at a glance; it was Xu Zhiwei.

When Xu Zhiwei heard the movement, he opened his eyes.

Seeing Xu Yang came in with a young woman, Xu Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, and then sat up tremblingly. The nurse at the side saw this and quickly helped him to sit up, and put a pillow on his back.

“Child, what is your name?” Xu Zhiwei’s voice was hoarse and low.

Rong Qian spoke up: “Didn’t he tell you? My name is Rong Qian.”

“If I haven’t guessed, Rong Qian, is your grandmother’s name, right? She was the one who asked you to come see me and asked you to bring me that message, right?” Although Xu Zhiwei was older, he was not that easy to fool.

The little girl in front of him was really very similar to the woman he saw those years, but he didn’t think it was the same person.

“Second Grandpa, her name is indeed Rong Qian.” Xu Yang said at the side at this time, Xu Zhiwei ignored him, probably, regarded him as an accomplice.

“Mr. Xu, I remember you said that when you grow old, you will never forget what you said to me tonight.” Rong Qian said calmly: “So, I really want to know, that night, why didn’t you take Yan Qingyao away, instead of letting Shen Chi get there first?”

“All these words, did your grandmother ask you to ask me?” Xu Zhiwei frowned.

Rong Qian didn’t answer him, but went on to say: “That painting, you must have seen it. In that painting, it is an angel, Yan Qingyao painted it according to my face.”

Xu Zhiwei was stunned, while Xu Yang was stunned and confused, having listened to the confusion at this moment.

“Xu Zhiwei.” Rong Qian called his name directly, and she said with a gloomy face: “I asked you that night, are you sure? You said that as long as Yan Qingyao escapes from the manor, you were 100% sure, I promised you, I would protect her to leave safely, and the result? Why didn’t you arrive at that time?”

“Who exactly, are you?” Xu Zhiwei looked at her in horror.

Rong Qian sighed, “On the night of the banquet, the person you saw was me, you don’t have to doubt it.”

Xu Yang was dismissed by Xu Zhiwei, and when Xu Yang went out, he turned around every three steps. Until Xu Yang left, Xu Zhiwei said to Rong Qian: “Miss Rong, who exactly are you?”

“To tell you the truth, for me, I just met you half a month ago, so I still remember what I said at that time.” Because she wasn’t sure if he was trustworthy, Rong Qian said half and left half, deliberately not making it clear.

Xu Zhiwei has lived to this age, and he has already seen people very thoroughly. Rong Qian’s cleverness cannot escape his eyes.

“Miss Rong, did you come to me just to ask about this?” Xu Zhiwei followed her words and spoke.

Rong Qian shook her head, “No, what I want to ask, is about Shen Yi.”

Xu Zhiwei’s eyes trembled slightly, but he didn’t say anything, he lowered his head and remained silent.

“You know he’s disappeared, right? Why did he disappear? And who caused him to disappear?” Rong Qian asked urgently, and the last question, she paused for three second, then she said, “Also, Shen Yi, did he really die back then?”

However, Xu Zhiwei’s answer, made Rong Qian disappointed to the bottom.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know.” Xu Zhiwei shook his head, he really did not know, but he suddenly asked Rong Qian back, “Why do you think, I know about him?”

Rong Qian pouted, reluctantly said: “Not that I think, I have no choice. I can only ask you.”

“I lost contact with him decades ago.” Xu Zhiwei said, his eyes dimmed, and he spoke slowly and said: “I am a shameless villain, I am not qualified to see him.”

“What do you mean?” Rong Qian could hear the hidden meaning behind this.

Xu Zhiwei struggled a bit, but in the end, he still deflated, and said dejectedly: “Back then, in order to get revenge on Shen Chi, I also started to do whatever it takes, so I thought I could use him…”

“You used Shen Yi? What did you use him for?” Rong Qian’s voice began to stern down, using a child, really was an act he could do!

Rong Qian could see that there was no kind person around Shen Yi, everyone was calculating carefully, and no one was sincere to him!

“I’m sorry, after Qingyao’s death, I lost my mind, hatred blinded my eyes, I only wanted to take revenge on Shen Chi so I could avenge her.” Maybe it was the end of his life, Xu Zhiwei recently began to recall the past frequently, making him feel more and more ashamed of that child Shen Yi.

Rong Qian was inexplicably angry, how could these people be so selfish?

“I don’t have any wishes either, before I die, I just want to take back this last painting of Qingyao.” Xu Zhiwei said, picking up a small remote control.

He pressed one of the buttons, and Rong Qian saw that the curtains on one side were drawn from both sides, and behind the curtains was a showcase with many paintings, her one was among them.

Rong Qian took a closer look. Judging from the style of painting, these paintings were painted by one person, and you don’t have to think that they were Yan Qingyao’s.

From these works, it was not hard to see that Yan Qingyao’s early works were full of color.

In the back, it was getting darker and darker. Rong Qian didn’t understand art, but she could tell that these paintings were definitely works of art.

Rong Qian looked over each one by one, and when she saw the last one, Rong Qian froze. At that moment, many pictures and memories came to mind, and Rong Qian couldn’t help but have a sour nose.

In that painting, it is Shen Yi, a 12-year-old Shen Yi…

The little boy in the painting, sitting alone in the garden, a few butterflies surrounded him, but he ignored them, looks like in a daze, his eyes are very desolate, lonely, quiet, silent, this is the feeling that this painting gives.

Rong Qian suddenly wanted to hug him, thinking about this, when Rong Qian came back to her senses, she was already close to the showcase, hot tears welling up in her eyes.

Xu Zhiwei said: “If you like this painting, I can give it to you.”

“Is it okay?” Rong Qian wiped her tears.

Xu Zhiwei smiled bitterly, “I can’t repay him anymore, all these years of guilt towards him hang over my mind all day long and never dissipate. If it makes you happy and can reduce my guilt towards him, I’m willing to do anything.”

“Because, you are the most important person to him.”

The most important person? Rong Qian felt a little ironic, his most important person, but inadvertently, hurt him the most …

“Miss Rong, what happened in the past can no longer be undone, but your kindness, I remember it from my heart.”

Before Rong Qian left, Xu Zhiwei said to her: “I know you are on guard against me, and you should think so, although I don’t know what happened to you, but if you can see Shen Yi again, could you please pass on a message to him for me?”

“Tell him I’m sorry, and thank you …”