Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Chapter 405 The mystery of life experience

Before Yan Feng could speak, Yan Lan walked straight up to Si Qin, her tone calm yet firm: "Madam, I would like to speak with you alone."

"Yan Lan, you've gone too far!"

Yan Xue immediately stepped forward to stop her, her tone full of disdain.

"Who do you think you are? Do you think you're worthy to speak with the Governor's wife alone?"

Siqin ignored Yan Xue. She didn't want Yan Lan to see the governor in the first place, and now that the governor had taken the initiative to meet alone, it suited her just the way she wanted.

She glanced at Si Chu, giving him a subtle look. Si Chu understood and stepped forward to stop Yan Lan, saying seemingly fairly, "You can talk, there's a meeting room right next door. But my aunt isn't well and prefers quiet, so only the two of you can talk alone, and no one else is allowed to disturb you."

Yan Lan turned to look at Qin Shi and saw him nod slightly, which put her mind at ease. She then followed Si Qin into the reception room.

As he watched Yan Lan's figure disappear behind the door, a calculating glint flashed in Si Chu's eyes.

He had already planned how to manipulate Yan Lan, and the first step was to get rid of Qin Shi, who was guarding the two children.

He immediately summoned a trusted aide and whispered in his ear, "Go, call Qin Shi and tell him you are a servant of the Qin family. Find an excuse to stall him, and try to sound urgent. Don't give yourself away."

The man accepted the order and left, quickly dialing Qin Shi's number.

As soon as Qin Shi answered the phone, a doubt arose in his mind: Although there were many servants in the Qin family, he did not know them all. Even if there was a real emergency at home, it should have been the butler who contacted him personally, not a stranger.

He remained calm and wanted to see what tricks the other party was playing.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Yan family members surrounding Si Chu, fawning over him.

He leaned down and whispered to the two children beside him, "Chao Chao, Xiao Xi, stay here and don't run around. If anyone offers you food or water later, absolutely do not accept it, understand?"

After saying that, he pretended to be anxious and walked out.

Seeing that Qin Shi had indeed "fallen for it" and left, a hint of smugness flashed in Si Chu's eyes. He then looked up at the female housekeeper not far away and secretly gave her a look.

The housekeeper understood immediately, and carried two glasses of brightly colored juice and a plate of delicate little cakes, walking slowly to the two children.

"Little friend, it's hot, how about a glass of juice to quench your thirst?"

“We’re not thirsty.” Chaochao immediately shook her head, remembering Qin Shi’s instructions, her eyes showing a hint of wariness.

The housekeeper still wore a kind smile and pushed the small cakes forward a little further: "How about you have some small cakes? They're all freshly baked, fragrant and soft."

As he spoke, he reached out and took a piece, handing it to Chaochao.

"Auntie, I'm a little thirsty." Just then, Xiaoxi suddenly spoke up, and quickly winked at Chaochao, deliberately raising her voice to add, "Chaochao, Grandma used to say that drinking more fruit juice is good for your health."

Then, in a childish voice, she looked at the housekeeper and said, "Auntie, I'm so hungry. Could you give us a few more honey cakes? Thank you, Auntie!"

Upon hearing this, the housekeeper immediately smiled with satisfaction and hurriedly agreed, turning to fetch the cake without noticing that Xiaoxi quietly tugged at Chaochao's hand.

Xiaoxi had been learning medicine from Liu Guoshou since she was a child, and she was particularly sensitive to the smell of medicine. Just now, when the housekeeper approached, she smelled a faint medicinal smell mixed in with the juice.

The cup smells like sleeping pills!

Without making a sound, she pretended to yawn as if she was sleepy. Taking advantage of the moment when the housekeeper turned around, she quickly picked up the juice glass and poured all the liquid into the flowerpot next to her, her movements so light that they didn't make a sound.

The twins' tacit understanding needs no further explanation. When Chaochao saw her sister's actions, she immediately understood the reason and followed her to the juice.

He yawned repeatedly, mimicking Xiaoxi's posture, leaning against the sofa next to him, deliberately drooping his eyelids, and pretending to be drowsy.

When the housekeeper returned with a fork, she saw that the two glasses of juice were empty and the two children were dozing on the sofa with a little cake crumb on their lips. She immediately felt relieved and quickly gave Si Chu a "successful" look.

Seeing this, Si Chu's lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with a triumphant smile.

The housekeeper understood and immediately called two servants, who carefully carried the "sleeping" Chaochao and Xiaoxi to the innermost guest room on the first floor.

The Yan family members in the living room were chatting with Si Chu and didn't notice the commotion here at all.

Only Liu Jinnian saw all of this, his eyes flickering slightly.

He said nothing, but subtly shifted his gaze toward the reception room.

Two servants carried the children into the guest room, roughly placed them on the bed, then turned around and locked the door. They also carefully checked the windows to make sure they were locked before leaving.

The sound of the door locking made Xiaoxi immediately open her eyes. There was no trace of sleepiness in her eyes; instead, they were full of vigilance.

She gently nudged Chaochao beside her and whispered, "Chaochao, we're locked up. I need to send a message to Dad."

Chaochao immediately came to her senses, nodded, and was about to speak when she heard a soft "knock knock" sound from outside the window.

It was the sound of knocking on the glass. The two looked up simultaneously and saw a tall, slender figure reflected in the French windows. Even against the light, they could recognize it as their father, Qin Shi!

Xiaoxi was both surprised and delighted. She quickly climbed off the bed and ran to the window, where Qin Shi was raising his hand, signaling her to open the window.

It turned out that after Qin Shi received the call, he guessed that it was Si Chu's scheme. He pretended to deal with the other party, but in reality, he kept an eye on the situation in the living room. When he saw the servants leaving with the child, he immediately followed them without making a sound.

He was puzzled as to why Si Chu would abduct two children.

There must be some other motive behind this.

The French windows were gently pushed open, and Qin Shi bent down and walked in. Just as he was about to ask a question, Xiao Xi threw herself into his arms, saying with a hint of grievance and anger, "Daddy, let's go find Grandpa Zhou! Someone bullied us, locked us here, and put drugs in our juice!"

Qin Shi gently patted his daughter's back, then touched his son's head. His gaze darkened, and he softly comforted him.

"No rush, Dad already knows. Mom seems to have something important to discuss with the Governor's wife. The reception room is diagonally opposite this guest room. Let's wait here for her to finish talking, so as not to ruin Mom's plans."

Actually, Qin Shi had noticed the location of the guest room when he arrived, and deliberately chose to wait by the window so as not to disturb Yan Lan.

Moreover, before he set off today, he felt that Yan Lan was acting strangely.

She always seemed lost in thought, her brows furrowing from time to time, clearly looking preoccupied. It was no coincidence that she sought out the Governor's wife this time.

He wanted to see what Si Chu and Si Qin were really up to, and what Yan Lan was hiding.

The door to the reception room was closed, shutting out the noise from outside. The room was brightly lit, but the atmosphere was unusually tense.

Siqin sat down on the sofa, picked up her teacup and took a sip, maintaining the composure of the governor's wife, as if the scheming in the living room outside had nothing to do with her. She immediately steered the conversation away from the main topic: "This is our first meeting. What exactly do you want to say to me?"

Yan Lan stood opposite her, not sitting down, her eyes clear but with a hint of coldness, and went straight to the point: "Madam, I want the original manuscript of the ancestral medicine prescription that Yan Feng gave you."

Siqin's fingers, which were holding the teacup, paused slightly before returning to normal and she put the cup down.

"Yan Lan, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. If I, Si Qin, need a prescription, there are plenty of famous doctors who will come to my door. Why would I need Yan Feng's stuff? You must have misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding?" Yan Lan scoffed, taking half a step forward with sharp eyes.

“Madam, if you insist on denying it, then I might as well speak frankly.”

"Hand over my mother's original prescription, or I'll expose all the secrets you and Si Chu have been hiding."

Upon hearing this, Siqin's expression finally changed slightly, and her fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the sofa armrest.

But she had seen it all before, and quickly suppressed the panic in her eyes, raising them with feigned composure: "I don't know what you're talking about, what secret, what original prescription. I know nothing about it."

"Don't know?" Yan Lan stared at her and said, word by word, "Then let me mention someone. You should know about Yan Xue's background."

"Yan Xue?"

Siqin's face darkened further, but she still refused to admit it. "Isn't Yan Xue Yan Feng's daughter? It's not a secret in the Yan family. It's ridiculous for you to bring this up."

"Even now, you still want to hide it."

Yan Lan shook her head, then changed the subject, her gaze fixed on Si Qin, "Si Qin, do you know Yan Yunxi?"

"Yan Yunxi..." This name struck Siqin like a thunderbolt, causing her to jump up from the sofa, her face turning deathly pale, and she could no longer maintain any composure.

Seeing her like this, Yan Lan's last bit of doubt vanished, and her voice became crystal clear.

“Yan Yunxi, that’s my mother.”

Before Siqin could react, she continued, "Yan Xue is showing off her power by using the excuse that she is 'related to the governor'."

You know in your heart that Yan Xue was never the governor's daughter; she was only Yan Feng's daughter.

"But I am the governor's biological daughter."

"You...how did you know?!" Siqin could no longer hold back and blurted out, her voice filled with shock, "Who told you? Was it Yan Feng? Or..."

"I didn't need anyone to tell me, I found out myself." Yan Lan lowered her eyes, hiding the soreness in them.

She had never doubted her origins before, because her mother said that Yan Feng was her father.

It wasn't until a few days ago, when she overheard a conversation between Yan Feng and Yan Xue and they let something slip, that she realized something was wrong.

"I collected hair samples from several of us and had a paternity test done. The results were very clear."

Yan Feng and I are not related by blood at all; Yan Xue is his real daughter.

At this point, Yan Lan paused, and all the grievances she had felt in the past surged into her heart. "No wonder, no wonder Yan Feng has never shown me any affection whatsoever. No matter how well I do, he only ever has eyes for Yan Xue."

She looked up at Siqin, a hint of sadness in her eyes: "From childhood to adulthood, I have never heard my mother mention Uncle Tao, let alone know that the governor, whom I only saw a few times from afar and even felt somewhat disgusted with, is actually my biological father."

What I hate most is a heartless, irresponsible man. I never imagined that my mother, who was wronged by him, would one day become his daughter. My mother and I have both encountered such men.

Therefore, she never thought of recognizing Uncle Tao. That blood relation was not a comfort to her, but rather an irony.

Yan Lan took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions, and her gaze became firm again as she looked at Si Qin: "I am here today not to reunite with my family, nor to settle old scores. The only thing I want is for you to hand over what my mother left behind."

The original prescription that you and Yan Feng stole. It belonged to my mother and should have been mine.

“If you insist on not handing it over, then I don’t need to waste any more time with you. I’ll just ask the governor directly.”

Seeing that Siqin kept her head down and remained silent, Yan Lan knew that continuing the conversation would be fruitless, so she turned to leave.

“I guess you eventually used that prescription to treat his illness. He should at least give my mother an explanation.”

"Wait! You're not allowed to leave!"

Siqin suddenly looked up, her voice devoid of its usual composure, filled only with panicked protest, "Your two children are still in my hands!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the door to the reception room was suddenly pushed open, and Si Chu walked in with two tall bodyguards.

Yan Lan glanced at the two bodyguards and instantly understood.

They stood upright like pine trees, their hands habitually pressed against their sides, their knuckles bearing the thick calluses from years of holding guns—clear signs of special forces training.

Si Chu closed the door behind him with a click, locking it and completely shutting out any outside noise before speaking slowly, his tone as calm as if everything was under his control.

"Yan Lan, you're being far too naive. Every room here is soundproofed to the highest standard. Without my permission, you won't be stepping out of this room today."

"What did you do to the governor?"

Yan Lan ignored his threat, her gaze fixed on Si Chu, her heart sinking deeper and deeper.

Since entering the room, the governor has not shown himself. Considering Si Chu's current demeanor, she had probably guessed that something was wrong.

Si Chu, standing before me, appears refined and cultured, but deep in his eyes lies a wolfish ambition, an undisguised desire.

"The governor is not feeling well and has just lain down to rest."

Si Chu spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something trivial, but his eyes remained fixed on Yan Lan, giving her no chance to take advantage of him.

Yan Lan's heart tightened; she couldn't believe it: "Rest? I'm afraid you've taken him under your control? Si Chu, what exactly are you trying to do? Seize power? Or is there something wrong with that prescription?"

Siqin had also recovered her senses and sat back on the sofa. Although her face was still pale, she had gained some confidence and echoed, "Yan Lan, a wise man submits to circumstances."

If you obediently keep your past a secret and stop pursuing the whereabouts of the prescription, we might let you and your child go. Otherwise…

"Otherwise what?" Yan Lan interrupted her, her eyes as cold as ice. "Will you trap us all here, never to see the light of day again? Or will you wait until you control the affairs of the state before silencing us?"

Si Chu chuckled lightly, took two steps forward, and looked down at Yan Lan.

“You’re smarter than I thought. But being smart is useless. I’m in control now. Your child is in my hands, and the governor needs someone to ‘take care’ of him. You have no choice but to obey.”

He paused, his gaze falling on Yan Lan's tense face, and added, "I advise you not to even think about calling for help. I've already told you about the soundproofing; even if you scream your lungs out, no one outside can hear you. Besides, do you think Qin Shi can beat my two bodyguards?"