Chapter 263: Chapter 263: Asking for His Help

Jiang Qi saw her innocently fiddling with it, even pointing the muzzle at her own head, her round eyes staring down the barrel, and his heart jumped to his throat; this little ancestor dared to play with anything.

Yet he didn’t dare snatch it away. If there were bullets loaded, accidentally pulling the trigger during the attempt to grab it, she’d be the one most likely to get hurt.

Ruan Yingtong was momentarily stunned before she quickly smoothed things over, "This is a toy gun."

After saying that, she took it from her hand in one smooth motion and discreetly pulled out an identical toy gun from underneath. She pulled the trigger, and flames burst from the muzzle immediately.

"Wow, it really is a toy gun," Jiang Ying exclaimed in surprise, noting the toy gun’s extreme realism.

But it made sense, upon reflection – how could there be a real gun in Yingtao’s house? A toy gun, on the other hand, seemed plausible.

"This toy gun is a bit dangerous; I’ll keep it away for now," Ruan Yingtong said, secretly stashing both guns away in her room.

There was probably only Jiang Ying in the room who believed it was a toy gun.

That was unmistakably a Desert Eagle not sold on the market.

Why would there be a Desert Eagle in Ruan Yingtong’s house?

Jiang Qi’s heart churned with shock. Who could tell him why a star’s house would contain such a gun?

Xiao Chen and the other two slightly lowered their eyelids, using the opportunity to surreptitiously glance at Ruan Yingtong.

Could she be a member of the Golden Net as well?!

Usually, one couldn’t catch a glimpse of a Golden Net member, but now they were showing up in droves.

Yun Yue shifted into a more comfortable position and began speaking in his husky voice, "When we go back tomorrow, are you returning to Lan City?"

Xiao Chen’s jaw lifted slightly, "I’ll take you back."

"You all can leave now."

The girl, with no thought of courtesy, hastily dismissed them; Feng Ye and Xiao Feng were used to it, but it left both Jiang Qi and Jiang Ying somewhat incredulous.

Master Chen (his brother) should be angry, right?

Yet, far from being angry, he lazily agreed with an indulgent glance at the person playing with the phone beside him, "I’ll pick you up tomorrow."

"So you’re leaving, then," Ruan Yingtong walked out of her room, "Well, I won’t keep you any longer. Wait a moment, I’ll grab some tea leaves for you."

With those words, she trotted into the kitchen and busied herself for a while before emerging with several exquisitely packaged gift bags, all from Ming Tea House.

She passed the bags out to them generously, "Here, one for each of you."

The group felt the heavy weight in their hands, suspecting she might have added rocks to avoid looking too shabby.

Yet the tea from Ming Tea House was so expensive that they were quite content with even a small packet.

After everyone had left, Ruan Yingtong let out a breath, sighing, "Finally, they’ve gone. They couldn’t have recognized that was a real gun, right?"

Yun Yue’s jaw lifted slightly, "You guess."

Ruan Yingtong hung her head in despondence, having forgotten to put it away after cleaning it a few days ago; she hadn’t expected someone to come over today, but it shouldn’t really matter, should it?

Yun Yue propped his chin and quirked a delicate brow, "They won’t talk."

Ruan Yingtong lifted her head at his words, her clear and bright eyes sparkling like the stars, and she suddenly burst into laughter.

Yun Yue got up and took off his coat, tossing it carelessly onto the sofa. He rolled up his sleeves to his wrists, and with a languid and casual air, he said, "Go get the silver needles."

Ruan Yingtong nodded slightly and retrieved a wooden medicine chest from the nightstand in her room. The chest, decorated with patterns that appeared to be quite old, was designed with multiple drawers.

Yun Yue took out a small needle pack from the medicine box, unfolding it to reveal a variety of golden needles of different sizes and lengths.

After sterilizing each one, Ruan Yingtong had changed her clothes and drawn the curtains closed, asking nervously, "Yueyue, can my illness be cured?"

It had been so long, and she needed acupuncture treatments periodically, she was very worried that there might come a time when she would lose control and have an episode.

"Relax your mind, don’t think too much, it will be cured," Yun Yue lowered her eyelids, hiding a sharp, icy coldness.

It was because of her failure to protect her that she had contracted this illness.

Ruan Yingtong let her eyelids droop in disappointment, not wanting her to see her despair, and said lightheartedly, "Mm, I believe you."

She believed her but not herself.

Although the last time she had mustered the courage to stand up and speak for Yueyue, she still couldn’t get over that hurdle.

Ruan Yingtong lay on the couch with her eyes closed and no expression on her face, but her delicate hands were nervously pinching the hem of her clothes.

Yun Yue held a golden needle, her eyes dark as still water, and quickly pierced several areas on her body.

"Sleep for a while." She turned on her phone and played the song "Sleep," lowering her head to glance at the gradually slumbering person, a stark coldness in the depths of her eyes.

After standing there for about half an hour, she pulled out the golden needles and covered her with a blanket.

The years of treatment were only to stabilize her and prevent her from having an attack, and Yingtao could potentially have another episode if she was stimulated by the outside world.

She had taken her to a psychologist before, but she had always been resistant, so she hadn’t taken her again.

Mental issues still needed new medicine for treatment; only if she truly dared to face that event could she completely recover.

She opened WeChat and clicked into Xiao Chen’s chat interface.

[I need your help with something.]

He might have been busy on the other end and didn’t reply right away, so she put away her phone and went into the study to turn on her computer.

Ruan Yingtong slept for a long time, not waking up until 4:30 in the afternoon.

She felt refreshed after her sleep and noticed that her clothes were soaked through – it seemed she had had a nightmare again.

She looked around for Yun Yue and seeing her in the study, casually leaning her chin on her hand while writing, did not disturb her and went into the bedroom to get some clothes before heading into the bathroom.

After the shower, seeing that Yun Yue was still busy, she opened the fridge to find nothing but drinks, so she simply ordered takeout.

Once the takeout arrived and was set up, she called out to the study, "Yueyue, time to eat."

Yun Yue stretched her neck, shut off the computer, and slowly sauntered to the dining room.

Grabbing her chopsticks, her voice hoarse, she said, "I’ve designed a few dresses for you, I’ll have Lou Ting send them to you once they’re done."

Ruan Yingtong looked up, her small hands holding her rice bowl, and smiled, "Hehe, I was just running out of new dresses to wear in my wardrobe."

Every time she attended events, she wore dresses custom-made by Yueyue that others envied and couldn’t get; she was unique, with designs exclusively hers.

The dresses she designed incorporated many trendy elements, and she had a nickname as the Street Bomb Queen.

Every time she wore a new dress, every detail on the dress would be picked up and applied to other clothes, making them very popular with the public.

"Those sets of exam papers on your desk, I’ve marked the parts you didn’t understand in math and physics and also wrote down the steps, if you have any questions later you can just take a photo and ask me."

She didn’t have much of an appetite, but it was rare for her to eat alone with her, so she forced herself to finish a bowl.

Ruan Yingtong nodded, her mouth tinged with a few grains of rice, "Okay, I was thinking of asking you when you came to Beijing, and when you get into Jing University, I’ll be able to see you often."

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