Lu Yang finally admitted that due to the chaotic scene of the fight, he didn’t see clearly who pushed whom.

The parents of those three were all called in, and Lu Zhihong directly instructed the Lu family lawyer to negotiate with them.

Lu Nian found that her body was really weak now.

After saying that sentence, she laboriously reenacted and recounted the previous scene.

Her eyelids began to droop uncontrollably, her head felt dizzy, and it was with great effort that she finished the last word before her eyelashes drooped and she fell asleep again.

Qin Si was considered cleared of suspicion, but from beginning to end, not a single person apologized to him.

Lu Zhihong habitually ignored him.

There were still affairs in his company to deal with, so he asked Zhang Qiuping to stay in the hospital to take care of Lu Nian and hired two more caregivers before returning to the company first.

Lu Nian has been in a daze these days, waking up and sleeping, sleeping and waking up.

“Miss, the doctor said we can go home from the hospital tomorrow.”

Zhang Qiuping skillfully picked up a bowl and scooped out a bowl of chicken soup for Lu Nian, with red dates and ginseng added, stewed fragrantly.

Lu Nian took the bowl, drank a few sips, and felt a warm sensation rising from her stomach.

The snow outside had stopped, and the ward was warm with heating, as warm as spring.

After finishing the soup, Lu Nian sweetly smiled at Zhang Qiuping, “Thank you, auntie.”

“This child, why be so polite with auntie.” Zhang Qiuping took back the bowl.

The young girl smiled sweetly, her face still very pale, but the corners of her eyes and mouth were all curved.

Zhang Qiuping had rarely seen this child smile like this before and suddenly felt warmth in her heart.

Zhang Qiuping was the longest-serving nanny in the Lu family, and she had taken care of Lu Nian since she was young, meticulous in her care and handling all her affairs impeccably.”

Lu Nian stayed in the hospital for a week and felt that her body was mostly recovered.

Early the next morning, Zhang Qiuping arrived at the hospital, helped her change out of her hospital gown, and wrapped her in a warm wool coat and scarf.

The Lu family’s car was already parked at the hospital entrance.

A caregiver lifted her into the car, while another placed her temporary crutches neatly.

Zhang Qiuping sat beside her, fastening her seatbelt, chattering away, “The master has a meeting this morning and can’t break away, so he can only wait for Miss to return home first. As soon as he’s done, he’ll come over to see Miss.”

She seemed very afraid that Lu Nian would mind, stealing glances at her several times and explaining for Lu Zhihong several times.

Lu Nian wasn’t too concerned about this “cheap dad” and just nodded casually.

Her head was a little clearer now, and she vaguely recalled the background of this book.

Because Lu Nian didn’t have much of a role, and she herself didn’t pay much attention when reading this book, she only remembered the general idea.

The Lu family described in the book was actually quite complex.

The previous generation of the Lu family had made their fortune.

Old Master Lu had three sons, among whom Lu Zhihong was not the most outstanding.

However, because he married the daughter of the Cheng family, he later developed smoothly and became the most successful in this generation.

However, he only had Lu Nian, who was weak and collapsed at the slightest breeze, as his daughter.

Lu Nian’s mother was already quite old when she gave birth to her and had a difficult delivery, which weakened her body.

She passed away shortly after due to illness.

Lu Zhihong remarried when Lu Nian was six, marrying a woman almost a generation younger than him.

However, they have not had any more children since then.

Lu Nian remains Lu Zhihong’s only daughter, the only young lady in the Lu family, with a high status at home.

However, Lu Nian was born with deficiencies, her mother died early, her father often didn’t come home, there was an untrustworthy stepmother at home, and she was extremely ill, often getting sick every few days.

So Lu Nian’s temper was very difficult.

Lu Nian vaguely remembered that in the original book, she died early.

After recalling these backgrounds, Lu Nian raised her wrist and examined it for a moment.

Zhang Qiuping saw this movement, a hint of discomfort flashing in her eyes, but she said nothing.

The wrist under the glove was pale, thin, and translucent, seeming so delicate that it could break with a slight force.

The right wrist was covered with densely packed scars, both old and new.

It seemed she had attempted suicide many times, despite being such a young girl.

Lu Nian silently pulled off the gloves.

The original owner probably hadn’t wanted to stay in this world for a long time.

She thought, Lu Nian must have had the same intention when she ran to the deserted rooftop of the school.

The car drove smoothly, and Lu Nian watched the scenery passing by outside the window.

She thought, “I will live for you, properly.”

As someone who had died once, she cherished this opportunity for a new life, whether it was in the real world or in some world in a book.

Soon, the car arrived at the villa area and drove into the Lu family’s estate. Beyond a wide white road, there were exquisite small buildings. It had just snowed last night, and there were a few cleaners on the roadside clearing the snow.

Lu Nian’s room was on the second floor of the side building, decorated in a delicate and warm manner.

Upon entering the bedroom, there was a princess bed with a delicate patterned gauze curtain hanging down.

A thick wool carpet covered the floor, and a huge rabbit plushie lay on the ground, with various other plushies scattered on the bed.

Since her hands were still not very convenient, Lu Nian had to take a hot bath with Zhang Qiuping’s help, dry her long black hair, and change into a home-style dress she wore at home.

After this set of activities, Lu Nian was sweating, but Zhang Qiuping was used to taking care of her and felt that Miss’s mood was very good today, very cooperative, and refreshing.

Her current task was to recuperate. After taking medicine and supplements, Lu Nian looked out the window at the sunny and warm sunlight.

She remembered something.

“Zhang Yi,” Lu Nian asked, “Did Qin Si come back with us?”

After the fall, her head was a bit confused, and she actually forgot this important thing.

Today is the weekend, and Qin Si shouldn’t have to go to school either.

Zhang Qiuping was very surprised to hear this name from her mouth.

She remembered Lu Nian’s care for Qin Si in the ward that day, and her actions of tidying up her clothes slowed down.

“He did. I’m not sure… does Nian Nian have something to discuss with him?”

Lu Nian didn’t deny it and said slowly, “It’s… it’s something, I guess.”

She also wanted to see how he was doing.

“Then I’ll go call someone to bring him over to see Miss.” Zhang Qiuping habitually wiped her hands on her apron and turned to leave.

Lu Nian didn’t expect her to say that and quickly said, “Wait a minute.”

Why is it so feudal, not caring about Qin Si’s own wishes or whether he’s comfortable now?

Zhang Qiuping immediately said, “He has nothing to do anyway.”

Qin Si’s status in the Lu family was extremely low, everyone knew that. Although he was brought to the Lu family purely for Lu Nian’s sake, Lu Nian simply didn’t care about him.

Qin Si’s personality was like this, he never actively tried to please others.

Plus, due to the restrictions of inheritance law, Qin Si’s household registration was never transferred to the Lu family from the beginning, so his life in the Lu family was even harder, and no one paid him any attention.

Zhang Qiuping naturally thought the same way.

In this family, she believed that Qin Si’s only possible role was to please Nian Nian, so of course, he could be summoned and dismissed at will.

Lu Nian quietly frowned and shook her head, “No need.”

Zhang Qiuping didn’t know where she had misspoken, felt a bit nervous, and immediately stopped talking about it.

Lu Nian still couldn’t let it go. Before long, she stood up. “Zhang Yi, I want to go out for a walk.”

Zhang Qiuping reflexively shook her head, “It’s so cold outside.”

Lu Nian smiled and pulled Zhang Qiuping’s sleeve, her tone soft, “Zhang Yi, I’ve been suffocated in the hospital. I know you’re doing this for my own good, but just walk around the house, I’ll be back soon, there’s nothing to worry about.”

Zhang Qiuping couldn’t really restrain Lu Nian’s wishes.

Seeing her using this kind of spoiled tone, she had to agree.

Lu Nian told the caregivers not to follow her, put on another layer of outerwear, and wore a scarf and gloves before finally managing to walk out of the house.

This area was a villa district where wealthy people gathered.

The greenery was well done, the environment was quiet, and the air was fresh.

There was still some uncleared snow on the side of the road.

Lu Nian walked along the road outside the Lu family’s estate and soon saw people, some children around her age, squatting on the roadside making snowballs and throwing them at each other, having a great time.

“Lu Nian.” When the boys saw her slowly approaching, they recognized her and crowded around, excited.

They were all children living near this villa area and attending the same school.

Naturally, they had heard of the Lu family, but Lu Nian was usually reclusive and rarely left her home, so they had few opportunities to play with her.

Because they were still young, although they knew that Lu Nian was the young lady of the Lu family, the thought of flattering her wasn’t very obvious.

But, Lu Nian was pretty, this was the most straightforward impression she gave to children.

Although still young and childish, with a face that always had a lingering sickly look, Lu Nian was really good-looking, delicate and exquisite like a doll, with a fair complexion, and soft black hair.

The children all wanted to play with her.

Lu Nian smiled apologetically, pointed to her throat, and coughed.

The children understood her meaning and immediately stopped playing with the snowballs, lowering their voices, as if afraid of disturbing her.

Qiu Lin said, “Lu Nian, you’ve missed so many classes this time. I can lend you my notes.”

“Nian Nian’s hand is not convenient, I’ll help her copy,” said Gu Pingze.

The Gu family and the Lu family had some business dealings, so Gu Pingze had known Lu Nian since he was young and spoke to her intimately.

Lu Nian hinted and indicated, finally managing to extricate herself from the enthusiastic boys.

She continued walking along the road and soon saw a familiar figure under a tree.

Qin Si stood not far away, not knowing how long he had been there, holding a handful of snow that had already turned into ice, looking down and not knowing what he was doing.

Seeing her surrounded, he showed no intention of approaching.

Now that she was getting closer, Qin Si didn’t even move his gaze, indifferently threw the snow, stood up straight, and seemed to want to leave.

He was eleven or twelve years old, still not showing signs of adolescence, still looking like a little boy.

Lu Nian noticed his hand exposed from his sleeve.

His fingers were long, but the skin was as pale as his face, with no hint of blood.

The redness and swelling from frostbite were particularly obvious, especially where he had been stepped on hard during the fight before,

Now showing some bruising and turning slightly purple, mixed with frostbite, making Lu Nian’s heart ache.

The boy was extremely sensitive.

In almost an instant, he immediately noticed where her gaze was, his ears turning red.

His first reaction was to immediately retract his hand back into his sleeve, wanting to hide it.

Before Lu Nian could react, he seemed to think of something else, and once again, he stretched out his terribly mutilated hand, exposing it in front of her, full of self-abandonment.

However, his expression turned colder, a hint of a cold smile on his lips, his eyes staring at her unblinkingly, pitch-black and deep, terrifyingly so. “Young Miss, satisfied with what you see?”

Under the cold sunlight, Lu Nian saw his face clearly for the first time.

There weren’t many descriptions of Qin Si’s appearance in the original book, focusing more on his cruelty and ruthlessness.

But looking at the young version now, he was very good-looking.

Especially his eyes, Lu Nian liked his eyes very much. They were large and black, but not perfectly round in shape, so they didn’t look as childish as most boys his age.

The little wolf cub looked cold and full of hostility, but Lu Nian saw the long snowflakes still hanging on his long eyelashes and the stubborn fingers hidden behind his back.

She blinked and didn’t say anything.

With skillful movements, she took off her gloves and handed them to him, her gaze passing over the wounds on his face and hands.

It was a pair of thick gloves, lined with a soft, white rabbit fur, looking especially warm.

“You can use them however you want.” Lu Nian’s hand was still not very convenient, and even taking off the gloves was a bit difficult.

Her voice was soft like cotton, drifting in the wind.

Her body was really weak.

After being in the wind for so long, she was already feeling cold from the soles of her feet, her throat itchy.

Unable to suppress the urge to cough, she could only smile apologetically at him and start walking back.

She thought that when she got back, she would have to ask Aunt Zhang to buy some frostbite cream and call a doctor to come and check his injuries.

The little girl walked unsteadily, stumbling and staggering, her delicate figure gradually fading from his sight.

She even stumbled for a moment, almost tripping.

He remembered that day, when she spoke up for him and cleared his name.

Qin Si didn’t know why she suddenly showed kindness to him.

He never believed that Lu Nian would have any kindness towards him.

But thinking back to the look in her eyes at the end, the boy pursed his lips tightly.

It was as if she had become a different person.

He shook his head, dispelling this absurd idea. No matter what, it was just the young miss showing pity for a stray dog on the roadside, giving alms when she felt like it and taking them back immediately when she didn’t.

Or it was another clever manipulation of him, just to give and take back, just to finally enjoy the sight of his pain and misery.

The thorn in the boy’s heart stood alert. This was honed in the countless bloody pains over the past decade, to protect himself.

A chill rose in his heart, and Qin Si suddenly yanked off the white gloves, fiercely throwing them into the nearby trash can.