Rebirth: I Am Super Rich in Apocalypse
Chapter 217: New Love, Old Love, Old Lady

Chapter 217: Chapter 217: New Love, Old Love, Old Lady

Out of the blue, another woman came up from below.

Damn, I was so caught up in the drama that I didn’t even notice when she got here.

Song Yi had heard her, but he didn’t say much.

"Oh my god..."

No wonder Jhiang Yuan was surprised; the person was actually the daughter of the old lady from 1501.

How she got to know Li Tianyu was beyond comprehension.

That reminded her, Fan Yao had mentioned that she hadn’t seen him around these past two days.

Could it be that he’s been taken in by 1501? That would be outrageous.

He was badly hurt that time; could they have been the ones to rescue him?

A string of questions left Jhiang Yuan baffled.

Over there, the two women were glaring at each other with disdain.

"Tianyu, who is she?"

Fan Yao asked with a guarded face and a hint of displeasure.

"Who are you, calling him Tianyu so familiarly? Don’t be so presumptuous."

"Presumptuous?

We’ve known each other for a long time, shared weal and woe. What do you mean by presumptuous?"

Fan Yao immediately got upset, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Li Tianyu, her figure trembling as if she were a delicate object about to fall.

Li Tianyu didn’t even glance at her, his face cold and indifferent.

"What’s the use of saying all that? I’ve already told you, we have nothing to do with each other anymore," he said coldly.

The woman heard this and let out a light laugh, then clung to the man’s arm.

"Tianyu, this can’t be the ex-girlfriend who cuckolded you? She’s not even that pretty, and so promiscuous, totally out of line..."

"Who are you calling that?"

"Whoever argues with me, that’s who I’m talking about. What, feeling guilty?"

"Tianyu, you’re just going to stand there and let her bully me like this?"

Fan Yao’s eyes were red, as if the things she had done before weren’t her doing at all, showing no sign of shame.

"Xiao Yun speaks the truth. What’s this about bullying?"

With Li Tianyu’s support, Xiao Yun grew even more arrogant, smugly looking at her.

Jhiang Yuan remembered when she had first arrived, clutching her stomach.

It seems it’s not hurting her now; love truly is a great remedy.

But this woman was something else; her previous boyfriend had barely been gone a few days, and here she was with another catch.

And compared to her previous tough-guy boyfriend, this pretty boy was definitely more appealing.

"Who was it for, if it wasn’t for you? If you hadn’t gotten sick, would I be with them?

Do you know how scared I was? If Xiao Long hadn’t pitied me as a girl and agreed to help, you’d be dead by now.

Last time, I had no choice but to make all those signals at you, but you didn’t respond at all.

Tianyu, look at me, please don’t treat me like this..."

My gosh, what a bizarre plot this is.

Jhiang Yuan was stunned; was this someone getting upset because their ex found someone new?

But that "Xiao Long," from 1202, was an even bigger troublemaker!

"You..."

Li Tianyu was somewhat moved; Fan Yao indeed had taken care of him day and night when he was sick.

There was a time when they had been very much in love, a sweet history shared between them.

"Tianyu, you better not forget, if it hadn’t been for her, you wouldn’t have almost been beaten to death!"

Alright, remembering this matter instantly changed his expression.

He couldn’t forget it; his body still hurt.

"I’ve already told you, there’s nothing between us anymore. Stop clinging," he stated firmly.

After speaking, he looked straight at Song Yi and Jhiang Yuan.

"Guys, please go and call Qingqing for me..."

Finally, they thought of coming to them.

"Sorry, I can’t help you with that.

If I’m not mistaken, you wanted to come over to get some painkillers, right?"

"Yes, yes, please help me out, sister, and say a word to Qingqing."

By now, Fan Yao had stopped making a fuss.

Everyone was hoping to get Fan Qing to come out. All that lovey-dovey stuff was naturally not as important as life itself.

"It’s not that I don’t want to help you, just moments ago I told Fan Yao as well—Fan Qing is just like you guys.

She’s already so weak from dehydration, she can’t even get out of bed.

She also has no medicine; you all are better off praying for luck."

"Impossible, her family has so much stuff, they must have medicine."

Li Tianyu couldn’t believe it; this essentially shattered all his hopes!

"Let me tell you the truth, you guys are sick because you drank snow water, which means you’ve been poisoned.

Ordinary medicine is useless; unless you go to the hospital now, you can forget about anything else."

Xiao Yun was quick-tempered and now somewhat infuriated, pointing at Jhiang Yuan.

"Easy for you to say, the hospitals have already closed, and with this weather, how could anyone even get there!"

"Then there’s nothing I can do; you might as well just wait to die!"

Jhiang Yuan’s mouth twitched with disgust on her face.

"Hurry up and leave, stop annoying us. You must have forgotten what happened before; do you need me to remind you?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yun immediately became frightened.

"Tianyu, since that’s the case, let’s leave. My belly hurts so much; I need to use the toilet."

"Hmm!"

He was reluctant but powerless, and could only follow Xiao Yun downstairs.

"Why aren’t you leaving yet?"

Fan Yao had wiped her tears and regained her usual brightness.

"We’re leaving now, but everyone is sick—how come you two are fine?"

Eh, not completely brainless, huh.

"What’s it to you, I’m not telling you, just to piss you off."

Jhiang Yuan acted smugly; this guy was no good person—a combination of a green tea bitch and a white lotus; they deserved a good beating to relieve the anger.

The two finished speaking and were ready to go upstairs, but after a couple of steps, she stopped again.

"I’m warning you, Fan Yao, you better shut up. If you scream and shout, delaying everyone’s recovery, I’ll kill you."

"You..."

"Hmm..."

Fan Yao knew Jhiang Yuan was not easy to mess with, and now her exit strategy was cut off as well.

Grinding her teeth in rage, yet not daring to utter a word, all she could do was stamp her feet in frustration.

Song Yi and Jhiang Yuan didn’t care about the squabble below; after all, there was no medicine.

They had just gotten back not even half an hour ago, and people were already knocking on the door below.

Really, this was too much.

"What now, can’t we have a moment’s peace?"

Song Yi looked at Jhiang Yuan; he had just returned with equipment.

"You go back, I’ll go see what’s going on."

"It’s okay, I’ll go with you."

It was their family’s turn to be on duty today, and Song Yi was here to help; it wouldn’t be right to let him handle everything—that would be rather inconsiderate.

"Alright, let’s go together."

Having just come down, Jhiang Yuan was filled with bottled-up anger, ready to burst out scolding.

Who would have expected that it was the old lady from 1501 who had come up.

"What are you doing here?"

This was truly unusual, but she no longer looked the way she did in the past.

The whole person was thin and haggard, cheeks sunken, clearly suffering from long-term malnutrition.

"Girl, girl, don’t be angry, come, come, take a look over here... "

With an air of mystery, Jhiang Yuan rolled her eyes at her, not budging.

"Come on, look, this is what you want..."

As she spoke, she opened the black cloth in her hand, revealing the bright red cash inside...