Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle

Chapter 412: Giving One’s Life For Money

Chapter 412: Giving One’s Life For Money

Sixth Brother’s daughter?

Who had given birth to Sixth Brother’s daughter? When had he had a daughter?

What about Nangong? Had he already let go?

He had initially planned to hide for the rest of his life. Why should he let them know? Why should he let them be sad twice? It turned out that he had remained alive for six whole years after all this stalling.

“Second Brother, thank you.” Jun Shiyan’s thin lips moved slightly as he looked at the man beside him. “He Xie is in South Africa. He found a local witch doctor. He said the treatment is very effective. I’ll arrange for someone to bring it over for you so you can take a look in two days.”

“Ah Yan, there’s no need to trouble yourself. Just let me live my last days in peace!” When the man finished speaking, he let out an uncomfortable, suppressed cough.

What was the point? He knew his body well. It had already been ruined. Even if he had decent medical care, so what? He would just be using money to keep himself alive.

After all, even Jun Shiyan could not tell him a comforting lie. He only asked, “You don’t intend to meet Sister Qiujin?”

“You know that my body won’t last long. Won’t it only make her sad?” The man shook his head and removed the handkerchief covering his mouth.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the blood stains on the white handkerchief in a daze. Then, he could not help but let out a low cough.

He had already reached his limit when he had gone to see Sixth Brother. Normally, Ah Yan would not beg him, but Sixth Brother had a deep prejudice against him. If he did not appear, he would never let his daughter marry him.

This would also be good for the Yan Family in the capital. After him, there would be no Yan Family anymore. The Yan Family’s descendants would no longer have to carry that heavy burden and hope for generations.

“Second Brother, I attacked Zhao Hong. You don’t blame me?” Jun Shiyan asked.

“I warned her a long time ago that she would bring about her own downfall if she committed evil. Even if I were there, I wouldn’t have been able to protect her. A life for a life. I’ve already paid back everything I owed her.” The man’s eyes were full of compassion.

He had long known that she would not stop. However, he had not expected her to be so obsessed and do so many heartless things.

“What about Master Jingxin?” As soon as Jun Shiyan finished speaking, the man started coughing violently. His whole body was trembling violently as though he was about to cough his lungs out.

After a long while, he gradually calmed down. He looked at the setting sun outside the window with a pitiful expression and panted uncomfortably. After a while, he asked, “Is she... alright?”

“Sister Yu said she’s planning to come back to China with her and find a place to meditate. She’s at the Water Moon Convent west of the capital.” After saying that, Jun Shiyan changed the topic, fearing that he would disturb him again. “I’ll arrange for you to meet Huo Ci as soon as possible.”

“Okay.” The man paused before nodding. He looked at him and smiled. “Can you tell me more about her?”

Jun Shiyan nodded, his smile deepening. Ever since the two of them had met, his voice had been gentle and doting.

The last ray of the sunset disappeared.

Ling Sheng sneezed and rubbed her nose. When she saw her son coming down the slide, she smiled and waved. “Xiaoqi, let’s go home.”

“Mommy!” Xiaoqi raised his sweaty face and said goodbye to another child before running over on his short legs.

Achoo.

Ling Sheng could not help but sneeze a few more times.

Xiaoqi frowned worriedly and tugged at her hand. “Mommy, do you have a cold?”