Chapter 2445

Chapter 2445: Chapter 2445

She’d never imagined that the uncle whose protection she was desperately seeking could, just because of a single sentence from his own son, shove her straight into the position of the poisoner and murderer!

When Duan Qianyang hung up the phone and returned to the ward, his expression had already gone back to normal, without letting anyone else see that something was off.

Feng Nianian kept her head down as she drank the chicken soup Ma Yinyin had had the maid send over. Seeing Duan Qianyang come in, she immediately lifted her head, her eyes full of childlike longing as she looked over.

If any other elder were looked at with eyes like that—plus the fact that she’d just lost her mother—they would surely be instantly overwhelmed, their defenses collapsing as pity surged up. But Duan Qianyang did not.

He walked to the side of Feng Nianian’s hospital bed and said, "Nianian, your health isn’t good. Stay in the hospital for now. Leave your mom’s funeral arrangements to your uncle. Your uncle will take care of everything."

Feng Nianian tilted her head up at him, nodding obediently, as if the person in front of her were the one she trusted most in the world.

Duan Qianyang patted her shoulder, then looked over at Jiang Xun beside her and pointed toward the door. Jiang Xun nodded and followed him out.

Only after the two of them had walked some distance away from the ward did Duan Qianyang stop. Jiang Xun behind him also unconsciously halted, looking at him somewhat nervously.

Although the Jiang Family had a bit of standing in Beidu, it was nothing compared to the Duan Family. When they went to pay New Year’s respects at the Duan Family’s estate last time, Jiang Yuanlong had been drilling him constantly at home, which made a kind of timidity sprout in his heart. Before going over, he’d done a lot of preparation, like reading some newspapers, trying to learn more about him.

In front of people so high up, he’d wanted to perform well, to make them look up to him, yet in the end it turned out the way it did. Never mind catching Duan Qianyang’s eye—Duan Qianyang hadn’t even given him a single proper glance!

Later, when he rushed out, he’d put on the face of someone very angry, but in truth it had been entirely the result of humiliation turning into anger.

So now, seeing Duan Qianyang standing right in front of him, he tensed up instinctively, fixing his gaze on his face.

Duan Qianyang didn’t say anything extra, just gave routine instructions: "Take good care of her. Right now, you’re the only one by her side she can rely on."

"Okay. I will." Jiang Xun kept nodding.

Duan Qianyang looked him over, just about to turn away when he suddenly seemed to remember something. He turned his head back and asked, as if casually, "Where has Nianian been staying these days?"

"After the New Year, she’s spent most of her time living at Qing Gardens." Jiang Xun answered without suspicion, and Qing Gardens was the garden that Duan Sishu had bought.

"Mm, I heard your family hired a nanny from the Gu Family?" Duan Qianyang asked again.

Jiang Xun nodded. "It was my mother who hired her."

Hearing that, Duan Qianyang also nodded, not continuing to ask, because if he kept pressing, it would inevitably give people the sense that he suspected the Jiang Family.

But the Jiang Family obviously had no such motive—to have a nanny go and poison someone.

In any case, if this matter was to be investigated, it would have to be done in secret.

When Duan Qianyang walked out of the hospital, he saw Duan Qirui and Duan Xin, father and son, sitting on the steps at the entrance waiting. Seeing him come out, the two of them stood up at the same time.

Only, when Duan Qirui stood, he straightened up ramrod straight, and on the spot where he’d just been sitting, there was a black-and-white jacket laid out as a cushion. Duan Xin, on the other hand, stood while using both hands to slap at his butt, but because he was wearing white pants, no matter how he slapped he couldn’t clean them off. Two round black marks had been stamped onto his backside, looking rather plump and vaguely comical.