After all, he didn't know whether he would die, but he probably thought that his time was running out.
Although nothing was revealed outwardly, there was definitely sadness deep within.
Maybe he should show a little sympathy towards him...
Yang Chenyan lowered his gaze, hiding the expression in his eyes. He carried a dish of steamed food containing vegetables and medicinal herbs as he walked slowly.
Ruan Qing heard the footsteps, put down the telescope, and turned to look at Yang Chenyan as he approached.
His gaze fell on the medicinal meal he was holding, showing disgust and rejection in his eyes.
Even his delicate complexion carried a visible sense of refusal.
As Yang Chenyan saw this, his anger surged instantly.
He personally went out of the villa to look for fresh vegetables, what else could he be dissatisfied with?!?
But recalling the moment of vulnerability he had just witnessed from Ruan Qing, Yang Chenyan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger.
Holding the items, he walked in front of Ruan Qing and handed over the medicinal meal, speaking stiffly, "Fresh vegetables."
Ruan Qing looked at the dark green things and felt like he wanted to vomit everything he had just eaten.
After a few seconds of silence, he hesitated and spoke, "This vegetable... doesn't seem fresh either. It's been several hours since you bought it."
Under Yang Chenyan's gloomy gaze, Ruan Qing's voice became smaller, and he even shrank back.
But even so, he bravely finished saying what he wanted to say.
"I like to eat freshly picked ones."
Yang Chenyan looked at the person in front of him, who was desperately trying to find excuses, with a darkening gaze and burst into laughter directly.
Then, he kicked towards the person in front of him.
Ruan Qing widened his eyes, subconsciously took a few steps back, and spread his legs.
He even lifted the tip of his foot.
He was so scared that cold sweat directly came out.
He thought Yang Chenyan was going to kick his...
Even though he knew the kick wouldn't be too strong, there was no man who wouldn't instinctively dodge.
The system's voice sounded in Ruan Qing's mind, with hesitation and uncertainty, [Did you just... feel scared?]
Even when faced with the most feared ghosts, his emotional fluctuations were never this obvious.
Even if the system wasn't monitoring the person's thoughts, it still sensed the fluctuations in his emotions.
Ruan Qing: '...Shut up.'
Ruan Qing stepped back to the window, leaning against the wall.
Yang Chenyan's foot passed through his legs, stepping on the wall.
Yang Chenyan was indeed somewhat angry, hence the attempt to scare the person in front of him.
In reality, he didn't use much force.
But the person's beautiful eyes, scared and misty, somehow made Yang Chenyan's anger inexplicably dissipate.
Even a strange feeling and impulse arose from deep within, wanting to...
Wanting to... what?
Yang Chenyan didn't know, but subconsciously, he lifted the foot on the wall a bit, almost sticking to the person in front of him.
Moreover, Yang Chenyan's movements were very slow, and his ankle lifted slightly, exuding a certain indescribable aura.
Strangely, he himself didn't notice it.
"Um..." Touched somewhere, Ruan Qing's eyelashes trembled lightly, instinctively shaking a bit.
He tiptoed a bit, trying to avoid Yang Chenyan's foot.
Seeing this, the impulse in Yang Chenyan's heart became stronger. He glanced at the doctor beside him, suppressing that inexplicable emotion.
Yang Chenyan coldly sneered, "You're not trying to play tricks on me, are you?"
"If you don't eat next time..." Yang Chenyan's foot lifted again, a threatening implication evident.
Ruan Qing trembled again, nodding with a slightly panicked and helpless expression, "I'll eat, definitely eat."
Yang Chenyan snorted coldly, retracted his foot, and once again left the villa.
An hour later, Yang Chenyan returned with a large black bag, looking somewhat amused.
Opening the black bag revealed various... seedlings of vegetables.
The servants were all shocked, forgetting the offense, looking at the normally irritable Third Young Master with disbelief.
Yang Chenyan's gaze swept over the servants, and his temper flared up again. "What are you looking at? Hurry up and plant the vegetables!"
The steward hesitantly spoke, "Plant? Plant where?"
Yang Chenyan lifted his chin, gesturing towards the garden that looked like a barren land.
Although the steward and the servants found it absurd, they immediately found someone to start planting the vegetables.
The guests, once again, stood by chatting.
"The Yang family cut down precious flowers just to plant vegetables?"
"I can't understand."
"Neither can I."
"I always thought the Yang family was crazy. Who does this kind of thing?"
Yang family's servant: "..."
***
Yang Wenmin, as the head of the Yang family, often had to leave the family villa to handle matters for the Yang Group. (T/N: Yang Yunmin is changed to Yang Wenmin.)
Even during the family sacrifice ceremony, he left the Yang family for the company's affairs.
Surprisingly, he managed to handle the affairs within three days.
He returned to the Yang family with bodyguards.
At this moment, the surroundings of the Yang family at the foot of the mountain looked like they were in a mist, giving it an ethereal appearance.
After the start of the sacrifice ceremony, cars couldn't directly enter the Yang family.
So, not far from the fog, Yang Wenmin's car came to a stop.
Yang Wenmin, with his bodyguards, walked slowly into the fog.
When the mist and the things inside it touched Yang Wenmin, they retreated to the sides as if they were afraid.
Within a few seconds, a path cleared through the mist, creating an eerie scene.
The three of them walked slowly towards the entrance of the Yang family villa.
Even though the fog and the things inside it had already retreated to the sides, the two bodyguards behind Yang Wenmin remained tense, keeping a close eye on their surroundings.
They were afraid of any unexpected incidents.
Yang Wenmin, on the other hand, was different. He seemed somewhat indifferent, lost in his thoughts.
The person walked towards the entrance of the Yang family villa with an expressionless face.
The bodyguards only breathed a sigh of relief after entering the villa gate, but halfway through, that relief was cut short.
Both of them stared wide-eyed at the barren garden, their mouths hanging open in disbelief.
Was the Yang family... robbed by bandits?
Who dared to rob the Yang family?
The problem was, did they succeed?
The two bodyguards couldn't believe it, but no matter how they looked at it, the Yang family's garden still looked like a looted wasteland.
Both of them subconsciously looked at the handsome man in front of them.
The man seemed somewhat absent-minded, not lifting his head to look around.
He didn't notice anything unusual in the garden.
But the two bodyguards dared not remind him of anything. After exchanging a glance, they pretended not to have noticed anything and continued walking with the man.
Yang Wenmin did indeed seem a bit absent-minded, thinking about the offering the Yang family made.
The 'god' was not something that could be easily created. There were significant risks and challenges involved.
But this concerned the entire Yang family, and he absolutely could not allow failure.
After all, if they were to fail this time, the next one would be even more difficult.
As Yang Wenmin walked, he suddenly felt something was off. He instinctively stopped and looked up at his garden.
A bare piece of land met his eyes.
The area lay barren, with only a few scrappy weeds (vegetables) remaining, and any sign of the once-beautiful flowers had vanished.
Yang Wenmin: "???"
Hmm?
Did he take the wrong path?
After all, he didn't know whether he would die, but he probably thought that his time was running out.
Although nothing was revealed outwardly, there was definitely sadness deep within.
Maybe he should show a little sympathy towards him...
Yang Chenyan lowered his gaze, hiding the expression in his eyes. He carried a dish of steamed food containing vegetables and medicinal herbs as he walked slowly.
Ruan Qing heard the footsteps, put down the telescope, and turned to look at Yang Chenyan as he approached.
His gaze fell on the medicinal meal he was holding, showing disgust and rejection in his eyes.
Even his delicate complexion carried a visible sense of refusal.
As Yang Chenyan saw this, his anger surged instantly.
He personally went out of the villa to look for fresh vegetables, what else could he be dissatisfied with?!?
But recalling the moment of vulnerability he had just witnessed from Ruan Qing, Yang Chenyan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger.
Holding the items, he walked in front of Ruan Qing and handed over the medicinal meal, speaking stiffly, "Fresh vegetables."
Ruan Qing looked at the dark green things and felt like he wanted to vomit everything he had just eaten.
After a few seconds of silence, he hesitated and spoke, "This vegetable... doesn't seem fresh either. It's been several hours since you bought it."
Under Yang Chenyan's gloomy gaze, Ruan Qing's voice became smaller, and he even shrank back.
But even so, he bravely finished saying what he wanted to say.
"I like to eat freshly picked ones."
Yang Chenyan looked at the person in front of him, who was desperately trying to find excuses, with a darkening gaze and burst into laughter directly.
Then, he kicked towards the person in front of him.
Ruan Qing widened his eyes, subconsciously took a few steps back, and spread his legs.
He even lifted the tip of his foot.
He was so scared that cold sweat directly came out.
He thought Yang Chenyan was going to kick his...
Even though he knew the kick wouldn't be too strong, there was no man who wouldn't instinctively dodge.
The system's voice sounded in Ruan Qing's mind, with hesitation and uncertainty, [Did you just... feel scared?]
Even when faced with the most feared ghosts, his emotional fluctuations were never this obvious.
Even if the system wasn't monitoring the person's thoughts, it still sensed the fluctuations in his emotions.
Ruan Qing: '...Shut up.'
Ruan Qing stepped back to the window, leaning against the wall.
Yang Chenyan's foot passed through his legs, stepping on the wall.
Yang Chenyan was indeed somewhat angry, hence the attempt to scare the person in front of him.
In reality, he didn't use much force.
But the person's beautiful eyes, scared and misty, somehow made Yang Chenyan's anger inexplicably dissipate.
Even a strange feeling and impulse arose from deep within, wanting to...
Wanting to... what?
Yang Chenyan didn't know, but subconsciously, he lifted the foot on the wall a bit, almost sticking to the person in front of him.
Moreover, Yang Chenyan's movements were very slow, and his ankle lifted slightly, exuding a certain indescribable aura.
Strangely, he himself didn't notice it.
"Um..." Touched somewhere, Ruan Qing's eyelashes trembled lightly, instinctively shaking a bit.
He tiptoed a bit, trying to avoid Yang Chenyan's foot.
Seeing this, the impulse in Yang Chenyan's heart became stronger. He glanced at the doctor beside him, suppressing that inexplicable emotion.
Yang Chenyan coldly sneered, "You're not trying to play tricks on me, are you?"
"If you don't eat next time..." Yang Chenyan's foot lifted again, a threatening implication evident.
Ruan Qing trembled again, nodding with a slightly panicked and helpless expression, "I'll eat, definitely eat."
Yang Chenyan snorted coldly, retracted his foot, and once again left the villa.
An hour later, Yang Chenyan returned with a large black bag, looking somewhat amused.
Opening the black bag revealed various... seedlings of vegetables.
The servants were all shocked, forgetting the offense, looking at the normally irritable Third Young Master with disbelief.
Yang Chenyan's gaze swept over the servants, and his temper flared up again. "What are you looking at? Hurry up and plant the vegetables!"
The steward hesitantly spoke, "Plant? Plant where?"
Yang Chenyan lifted his chin, gesturing towards the garden that looked like a barren land.
Although the steward and the servants found it absurd, they immediately found someone to start planting the vegetables.
The guests, once again, stood by chatting.
"The Yang family cut down precious flowers just to plant vegetables?"
"I can't understand."
"Neither can I."
"I always thought the Yang family was crazy. Who does this kind of thing?"
Yang family's servant: "..."
***
Yang Wenmin, as the head of the Yang family, often had to leave the family villa to handle matters for the Yang Group. (T/N: Yang Yunmin is changed to Yang Wenmin.)
Even during the family sacrifice ceremony, he left the Yang family for the company's affairs.
Surprisingly, he managed to handle the affairs within three days.
He returned to the Yang family with bodyguards.
At this moment, the surroundings of the Yang family at the foot of the mountain looked like they were in a mist, giving it an ethereal appearance.
After the start of the sacrifice ceremony, cars couldn't directly enter the Yang family.
So, not far from the fog, Yang Wenmin's car came to a stop.
Yang Wenmin, with his bodyguards, walked slowly into the fog.
When the mist and the things inside it touched Yang Wenmin, they retreated to the sides as if they were afraid.
Within a few seconds, a path cleared through the mist, creating an eerie scene.
The three of them walked slowly towards the entrance of the Yang family villa.
Even though the fog and the things inside it had already retreated to the sides, the two bodyguards behind Yang Wenmin remained tense, keeping a close eye on their surroundings.
They were afraid of any unexpected incidents.
Yang Wenmin, on the other hand, was different. He seemed somewhat indifferent, lost in his thoughts.
The person walked towards the entrance of the Yang family villa with an expressionless face.
The bodyguards only breathed a sigh of relief after entering the villa gate, but halfway through, that relief was cut short.
Both of them stared wide-eyed at the barren garden, their mouths hanging open in disbelief.
Was the Yang family... robbed by bandits?
Who dared to rob the Yang family?
The problem was, did they succeed?
The two bodyguards couldn't believe it, but no matter how they looked at it, the Yang family's garden still looked like a looted wasteland.
Both of them subconsciously looked at the handsome man in front of them.
The man seemed somewhat absent-minded, not lifting his head to look around.
He didn't notice anything unusual in the garden.
But the two bodyguards dared not remind him of anything. After exchanging a glance, they pretended not to have noticed anything and continued walking with the man.
Yang Wenmin did indeed seem a bit absent-minded, thinking about the offering the Yang family made.
The 'god' was not something that could be easily created. There were significant risks and challenges involved.
But this concerned the entire Yang family, and he absolutely could not allow failure.
After all, if they were to fail this time, the next one would be even more difficult.
As Yang Wenmin walked, he suddenly felt something was off. He instinctively stopped and looked up at his garden.
A bare piece of land met his eyes.
The area lay barren, with only a few scrappy weeds (vegetables) remaining, and any sign of the once-beautiful flowers had vanished.
Yang Wenmin: "???"
Hmm?
Did he take the wrong path?
