Chapter 17

Chapter 17

"Xiao Jiji, do you feel that Yi Bingmei is acting strange? Could she be a transmigrator?"

After finally sending off the Buddha statue that Qi Weiran, Yi Qingju lay down on the bed after telling bedtime stories to Qi Xinian.

Without waiting for a response, Yi Qingju called out again, "Xiao Jiji?"

The next second, a burst of light suddenly appeared, startling Yi Qingju.

After the light faded, a small, shiny green turtle obediently lay on the bed, its tiny green eyes looking at Yi Qingju, wagging its legs excitedly. "Host! It's me," it exclaimed.Thê source of this content n/o/v/(el)bi((n))

Yi Qingju exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Jiji?"

The turtle nodded its head, bobbing it from side to side.

Then she realized that this was the "surprise" Xiao Jiji had mentioned before.

After the initial excitement of seeing Xiao Jiji materialize, Yi Qingju repeated her earlier question.

"I don't think so. If she were a transmigrator, Yi Bingmei would definitely try to get close to Qi Xinian. But tonight, she hasn't even said a word to him," Xiao Jiji analyzed.

After listening to its analysis, Yi Qingju thought it made sense.

"Let's not think too much about it. Even if she is a transmigrator, she will reveal herself sooner or later. We'll deal with it when the time comes," Yi Qingju said confidently.

Qi Weiran had already supported Yi's family and helped them start a company.

Greed knows no bounds.

Yi Qingju would not help them, which only further strengthened her determination to start her own business.

The next day, she woke up early, planning to take little Tuanzi to school.

After knocking on the door for a while without getting a response, Yi Qingju said, "I'm coming in," and pushed open the door.

Upon entering, she saw little Tuanzi propping his head up with his hand, lying on his side by the bed, facing Yi Qingju.

When he saw her come in, little Tuanzi put on a cool expression and lowered his voice, saying, "It's -2 degrees outside, and my bed is 36.5 degrees. If you don't come soon, my freshly wet bed will get cold."

Yi Qingju's response to this was a spanking on his bottom.

Hearing the sound of a child crying from upstairs, Auntie Zhang, who brought breakfast to the table, exchanged smiles with the other servants.

"Ever since the young master arrived, this house has become lively. Even the lady, who always used to wake up at twelve, now has a healthy routine," Auntie Zhang said.

Because of the bedwetting incident, Qi Xinian was late for kindergarten on the second day.

Little Tuanzi pouted, wiped his tears with the shell of the turtle that Yi Qingju gave him, and said, "..."

When that person arrived hastily and saw the thin figure lying on the bed, their eyes immediately turned red.

"Wenjuan..."

His hand gently caressed his wife's pale face, full of guilt.

"Don't worry, she just fainted from exhaustion. She'll wake up soon."

Qingyue's distinctive voice sounded in the room.

It was only at this time that An De noticed the presence of another person in the room.

He looked up and locked eyes with those bright and soft cat-like eyes, and his expression clearly froze.

At this moment, Yi Qingju also recognized him.

"Big brother/Sister!"

Both of them exclaimed simultaneously.

An De never would have thought that the girl he had only briefly met at the Qi family would actually have saved his wife's life.

"Sister, thank you for bringing Wenjuan to the hospital. I am truly speechless."

The corners of Yi Qingju's mouth curved up slightly. She had wanted to ask about the pig farm incident, but now was not the right time. After exchanging a few pleasantries, she gave the space to the couple and sat on a bench outside the room.

Taking out the turtle that had been kept in her pocket during the moment of urgency, Yi Qingju sighed, "Truly a stroke of luck."

Xiao Jiji shook its dazed head, and seeing Yi Qingju's happiness, it grinned along.

Qi Family--

Inside the conference room.

Wei Director, head of the farming department, cursed his bad luck silently. How did this pig farmer's matter come to the attention of Qi Weiran?

A man sat upright across from him, one hand naturally hanging down while the other rhythmically tapped on the tabletop with bent fingers.

The atmosphere grew tense, as quiet as a cold cicada.

They all knew that once Qi Weiran made this gesture, it was a prelude to someone's misfortune.

Sure enough, after the man finished pondering, his amber-like eyes locked onto Wei Director, and his deep, mellow voice, akin to a cello, resounded in everyone's ears—

"You, get lost."

"Find someone to contact An De and tell him that Qi Industries intends to acquire his pig farm."

Qi Weiran's keen business sense told him that something significant was about to happen in this industry.