"Qiaoqiao, there are some things I want to give you. Come upstairs with me to take a look."

Nan Qiao glanced at Li Yehan, and he really guessed it right.

Old Mr. Li is so poor that he's left with nothing but money, so is he planning to give her money again?

Nan Qiao didn't quite want it, after all, it's not hers, it's Old Mr. Li's.

"Grandpa, you've already given me enough, please don't give me any more gifts." Nan Qiao sat still, with no intention of getting up.

"Are you afraid that the gift I give you will be too valuable and that's why you don't dare to come with me to see it?"

"Grandpa, whenever you make a move, I know what it might be. Any small gift from you is already quite valuable, I really don't dare to go upstairs to see the gift."

Old Mr. Li let out a hearty laugh, amused by Nan Qiao.

Li Yehan also smiled, mainly because Nan Qiao's description was too funny, making people burst into laughter involuntarily.

Uncle Fu helped smooth things over, saying, "Miss Nan Qiao, don't worry. The old master indeed has something to discuss with you, don't be afraid, you can go up and take a look first."

Seeing Uncle Fu say this, Nan Qiao was a bit suspicious that there might really be something important he wanted to tell her.

So, Nan Qiao gladly agreed and went along with Old Mr. Li.

Li Yehan got up to accompany Nan Qiao upstairs but was stopped by Old Mr. Li.

"Ye Han, you stay here and wait. Don't worry, I'll definitely send your wife back safely."

Nan Qiao blushed and smiled, giving Li Yehan a reassuring look.

"You wait for me here, this is Grandpa's home, rest assured."

Li Yehan was still not very convinced; he now didn't even fully trust Old Mr. Li.

Uncle Fu comforted Li Yehan's concerns again, "Young Mr. Ye Han, rest assured, nothing will happen. This is the old master's home, and since he returned, he has cleaned a batch of people, replaced the problematic servants. Furthermore, the security here has also been upgraded, it was done by people introduced by the Young Lady."

Li Yehan had a person pop up in his mind, and that was Hou Ze.

Since Uncle Fu had explained things to such an extent, Li Yehan had no choice but to go along with what was said.

Nan Qiao went with Old Mr. Li to the second floor.

Entering the study, Nan Qiao was nearly blinded by the sight on the table.

"Qiaoqiao, do you like these?"

Nan Qiao: "..."

Who could possibly refuse a table full of gold, silver, jewels, and jewelry? Even in Yi Wu's wholesale market, you wouldn't dare to buy so casually.

Nan Qiao's eyes fixed on a pigeon egg-sized ring and she said, "Grandpa, with such a big diamond, I'm afraid people will say it's fake if I wear it out. You're truly daring; we know nothing about your wealth."

"You little girl, you know how to lighten the mood. Since you like them, they're all yours, take them."

Nan Qiao hurriedly withdrew her gaze, lest Old Mr. Li thinks her stare was too intense, too eager for the money.

She liked money, but she wouldn't proactively ask for it, much less from Old Mr. Li.

"Qiaoqiao, I'm not joking with you. Today, I sorted out the safe; this is the last batch of jewelry and accessories I can leave for you. These belonged to your grandmother. I know I don't have many years left, and I need to pre-arrange these, lest they fall into the hands of those with ulterior motives."

Looking at the worried Old Mr. Li, Nan Qiao had a bad feeling, as if the old master was arranging his affairs for after he's gone.

This intuition made Nan Qiao feel quite uncomfortable, and she couldn't directly ask.

"Grandpa, I can't accept them. Since they're Grandma's, you should keep them and continue to hold onto them."

"Silly child, just take them if I'm giving them to you. If it were someone else, the things would have been divided up long ago. Take them as things for the child in your belly. For two children, it's no big deal to divide them up."

Old Mr. Li was very free-spirited, "Money and wealth are external things," — this phrase couldn't be more evident in him.

Nan Qiao still couldn't accept these gifts; they felt like hot potatoes in her hands.

"Grandpa, the gifts you've given to the three of us are already more than enough, that's really enough."

Nan Qiao wanted to walk out, using her actions to refuse.

However, Old Mr. Li still called out to her, his voice carrying a plea.

"Qiaoqiao, just take them as if Grandpa is begging you. Only if you accept them, I can ask you to do something."

Nan Qiao stopped walking, dispelling the guesses in her mind.

To do something?

"Grandpa, whatever you want me to do, just say it."

Old Mr. Li sat down, and Nan Qiao followed suit, listening to what he had to say.

Meanwhile, Li Yehan downstairs was fidgety.

Ten minutes passed, and Nan Qiao hadn't come downstairs yet, Li Yehan worried about her safety.

Uncle Fu poured a steaming cup of green tea for Li Yehan.

"Young Mr. Ye Han, please be patient. The old master must have important matters to discuss with Miss Nan Qiao. Rest assured, they should be coming down soon."

"Uncle Fu, what's the matter my grandfather wants to discuss with Qiaoqiao?" To talk about it, why bypass him?

"To be honest, I'm not quite sure either. The old master doesn't tell me everything when he does things." Uncle Fu looked apologetic.

Li Yehan: "..."

Could he not understand the relationship between Uncle Fu and Old Mr. Li?

Uncle Fu spends more time with Old Mr. Li than anyone in the Li Family; the old master definitely wouldn't hide things from him.

Since Uncle Fu wouldn't speak, Li Yehan had no choice.

Uncle Fu stayed there with Li Yehan, seemingly worried that he would disregard Old Mr. Li's instructions and rush up to the second floor.

Li Yehan picked up the teacup, sipped the warm tea, and his gaze unconsciously drifted towards the elevator.

He wished for Nan Qiao to be the first person he sees when she comes out.

At this moment, Li Xuelan arrived with He Yunlai.

Uncle Fu heard they were coming, and his kindly demeanor vanished in a second.

Li Xuelan didn't care how the bodyguards tried to stop her; she clamored to see Old Mr. Li.

The bodyguards were helpless and had to seek Uncle Fu's assistance.

If it were anyone else, they would have been thrown out long ago.

Unfortunately, this person is Old Mr. Li's own sister, and they couldn't just carry her out.

Uncle Fu went out to check the situation, and soon, Li Yehan heard the noisy chatter approaching.

"Ah Fu, you're getting bolder as you age, daring to keep me at the door!"

Uncle Fu replied with a smile, "Miss Xue Lan, while I've aged, I've always been timid. I'm not stopping you, I'm doing it for your own good. If the old master hears you making a racket, he'll certainly get angry again. If he throws you out in a fit of rage, what then?"

He Yunlai pulled at Li Xuelan's clothes, shaking his head at her, signaling her to stop, but Li Xuelan turned a deaf ear.

Li Xuelan stopped and frowned, angrily berating, "Dare to threaten me, huh! What are you, nothing! Who gave you the courage to oppose me!"

Standing upstairs witnessing all of this, Old Mr. Li's face darkened, "I gave him the courage, how about that!"

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