Chapter 1406: Nine Demons and One Nightmare (Part 4)

"Qianqian, my poor Qianqian, who on earth with a black heart dares to treat my son like this, are they tired of living?!"

Tan’s father came from a small place, while Tan’s mother, although she’s lived here for two years, could sometimes still put on an act of a wealthy lady. But her background is still her background, and when agitated, she reverts to her old ways.

She cursed incessantly, each word nastier than the last.

Tan’s father, beside her, listened with trepidation as his eyelids twitched uncontrollably. He discreetly pinched Tan’s mother, making her yelp, and after she stopped cursing, he turned to Duan Qianyang with a sycophantic smile: "Mr. Duan, what brings you here..."

Duan Qianyang was unfazed by Tan’s mother’s invectives. He glanced indifferently at Tan’s father, who wore a fawning smile, pointed at the bed where Tan Qian lay, and recounted the events that occurred at Qing University’s sports field today, concluding with, "See how you want to handle this."

"Of course, we must apologize and also..." Tan’s mother immediately chimed in, but before she could finish, she was fiercely glared at by Tan’s father.

After Tan’s mother quieted down, Tan’s father turned to Duan Qianyang again with a placating smile: "No need to handle it, no need. Children playing ball, bumps and bruises are quite ordinary, no need to handle it, nothing to worry about, you don’t need to take it to heart."

Duan Qianyang had actually learned the truth from Duan Xin on the way over. Now seeing Tan’s father’s attitude, he nodded with relative satisfaction. Turning, he noticed Tan Qian on the bed seemed to be awake but hesitated to open his eyes, his eyelashes twitching wildly, and pointedly remarked, "I’ve heard Mr. Tan is a rare man of integrity. I hope your son, whom you’ve educated, is the same."

These words were ambiguous and particularly cryptic, but Tan’s father, with enough wit to make his way to Beidu, immediately understood their meaning. Following Duan Qianyang’s gaze to the bed, he saw Tan Qian’s eyelashes trembling violently and quickly grasped the situation.

This time, he couldn’t even muster a smile.

Originally, he thought it was truly an accident, and since the other side’s son injured his son, he generously expressed it was fine, hoping to gain a favor from the Duan Family. Who knew that, in fact, he had severely offended the other side!

Forget laughing; not crying was already commendable.

While the parents inside were handling the issue, Xiu Xi sat in the hospital corridor holding Jiaojiao, with Duan Xin beside them, chatting idly.

Jiang Xun retracted from beside Tan Qian’s ward and saw Xiu Xi still holding that cat. His eyes darkened slightly, and he walked over slowly, standing beside them.

A person suddenly stood in front of them without saying a word, prompting Duan Xin to look up at him with a bewildered expression.

Just as he was about to ask what he wanted, Jiang Xun spoke up: "Can we talk?"

Xiu Xi continued petting Jiaojiao, as if he hadn’t heard him.

Duan Xin rolled his eyes: "Who are you? You say ’can we talk’ and we’re supposed to just talk?"

Jiang Xun ignored his question, kept his eyes on Xiu Xi. Probably knowing Xiu Xi wouldn’t move, and still considering Duan Xin was beside him, he asked directly: "Have you left the Ruan Family?"

At this time, the school was not on break, and as he was Duan Qianyang’s son, Jiang Xun felt sure he must have left the Ruan Family.

The Ruan Family used to be the place Jiang Xun most yearned for.