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"Yiyi, do you have any other ideas to persuade them?"

He Zhengyuan was having a headache; Baicaoyuan wasn't a business that could be formed simply by adding money.

"Dad, Baicaoyuan won't agree because they think our offer and profit margin aren't enough. I'll raise the price and talk to them again."

He Yiyi looked confident, but her understanding was limited.

"Try again. It would be best if we could reach an agreement. We need a stable source of medicinal herbs."

He Zhengyuan was not optimistic, but he did not oppose her efforts.

He Yan sat there, looking down at her phone, and didn't participate.

She was actually sending a message to Lin An'an.

Her goal is to gain access to the inner workings of the He family. The murderer is deeply hidden, and she currently lacks sufficient leads, so she must participate in the production of the prescription.

She wants to be the "mom" of the client's sugar daddy.

End of the meeting.

He Yan then went to He Zhengyuan's office.

As soon as I knocked on the door, I saw He Huijun inside.

He Zhengyuan was a little surprised; this was the first time his daughter had taken the initiative to contact him.

"Xiaoyan, is there something you need?"

“I used to live in Lingxi Village and I know about the Hundred Herbs Garden. I can ask my fellow villagers to help me contact them and discuss cooperation.”

He Yan stated her purpose directly.

"If it succeeds, I want to join that prescription project."

"You? How is that possible?"

He Huijun's face showed sarcasm when she heard He Yan's words.

"I've heard that your adoptive parents are farmers. What makes you think you can talk business with them?"

In He Huijun's view, this was He Yan's scheme.

She wanted to claim the He family's inheritance.

He Yan glanced at He Huijun, then ignored her completely.

"Mr. He, do you trust me?"

He Zhengyuan frowned, still considering.

He also remembered that He Yan used to live in Lingxi Village, but living there didn't mean anything.

"Xiaoyan, I've been turned away a few times at the Hundred Herbs Garden before."

This was the second time He Yan had asked him if he believed her.

He Zhengyuan inexplicably felt that He Yan's question indicated confidence.

However, he still wanted to be more certain.

He Yan didn't say anything, but unlocked her phone and made a call.

A moment later, the call was connected.

"Hello, this is He Family Pharmaceutical Factory. We would like to discuss a long-term cooperation project with you."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and then they agreed.

“You can come over for a face-to-face meeting.”

After hanging up the phone, He Yan looked at the two of them calmly.

He Zhengyuan looked incredulous.

If he hadn't seen the phone number displayed on He Yan's phone, which was indeed the receptionist at Baicaoyuan, he would have doubted his ears. Why was the other party suddenly so easy to talk to?

What about the indifference he received before?

"How could that be? Don't try to take credit just by making a random phone call."

He Huijun raised further questions and challenges.

She simply couldn't believe that He Yan was capable.

Actually, she just couldn't accept it. How could someone from the countryside be more outstanding than her carefully nurtured daughter?

"My sincerity is the surest way to kill."

He Yan's gaze was frank, and she didn't want to explain to her.

He Zhengyuan was very happy.

"Okay, Xiaoyan, if we can really reach an agreement, it won't be a problem to get you involved in the project."

He is now very much looking forward to the project with Baicaoyuan.

"Your grandfather would be very happy to know."

He Huijun gritted her teeth, but she couldn't stop He Yan from shining.

The success of He Family Pharmaceutical Factory is related to her vested interests.

in the afternoon.

He Yan followed He Zheng to the hospital.

"Xiaoyan, Dad overlooked this before and never realized that you have so many surprises hidden inside you."

He now has a better view of He Yan and higher expectations for her.

He also wanted to raise He Yan to be a daughter of a prestigious family.

“I know you’re straightforward, but sometimes you need to tone it down.”

He Zhengyuan hopes for harmony in the family and is willing to treat He Yan better in the future.

He Yan followed behind, her face expressionless after listening.

"Oh."

She didn't care; apart from her grandfather, she didn't really care about the other members of the He family.

He Zhengyuan was surprised by He Yan's indifferent reaction; he felt a bit like he was having a heart attack.

I wonder who this daughter takes after in terms of temperament.

The two went to the ward.

He Yan talked with her grandfather for quite a while.

Only in front of her grandfather would her expression soften.

He Zhengyuan made a routine greeting, mentioning some matters concerning the He family's pharmaceutical factory and also praising He Yan's work abilities.

Grandpa held He Yan's hand very happily.

He was worried that she would be wronged, but now he is relieved.

"Alright, Xiaoyan, you focus on your work and don't worry about Grandpa."

He Yan nodded; she had felt her grandfather's pulse.

He is recovering very well.

As she was leaving, she was surprised to see He Huijun again in the corridor.

He Huijun was in a bad mood the moment she saw He Yan.

"What, you got a few compliments from your eldest brother and you're already getting cocky? You can't wait to come to your grandfather to curry favor, thinking you can get a bigger share of the inheritance?"

He Yan frowned, looking at her like she was an idiot.

She didn't understand why He Huijun didn't dislike He Yiyi.

Can't she tell who's eyeing the He family's wealth?

Or has her brain been eaten?

"A person like you, even if cured, will only drool. Open your eyes and see clearly who your enemy is."

He Yan shook her head, inwardly refusing to accept such a patient.

She was afraid of being extorted.

He Huijun was completely bewildered and didn't catch He Yan's sarcasm.

Instead, she subconsciously turned around, trying to confirm where the enemy she mentioned was.

But when she looked into He Yan's eyes, she realized she had been tricked and immediately became furious.

"He Yan, don't be so smug, I won't let you get away with this!"

He Yan ignored her and left.

...

He Yan returned home a little late that evening.

She saw the lights in the restaurant and realized that Bo Siheng was waiting for her.

"You haven't eaten yet?"

"Hmm, you're very busy?"

Bo Siheng raised his hand to signal the servants to prepare the dishes.

He was used to being alone, but now he is gradually accepting He Yan's presence.

Regardless of his reasons for wanting to get married, the two are now living under the same roof.

"A new batch of medicinal herbs has arrived. I'll wait until they've finished entering all the data before I leave."

He Yan wasn't concerned about the job itself, but rather about being responsible for her patients.

After serving the dishes, the servants all retreated back to the kitchen.

Seeing that the young master and young mistress were respectful and loving towards each other, she secretly reported to the old lady.

Actually, these two people don't know each other at all.

After meals, He Yan usually goes for a walk to aid digestion.

"Do you want to come along?"

"No, I have other things to do."

Bo Siheng needed to return to his study to handle company matters.

"it is good."

The two of them left the table at the same time.

Suddenly, due to a problem with direction, they bumped into each other unexpectedly.

"Feel sorry."

Bo Siheng immediately took a step back, his face slightly flushed.

When they were close together, he could always smell the herbs on her, which reminded him of what happened that morning. A strange feeling flashed through his mind, and he felt that he was offending her.

He Yan, however, did not have such a wild imagination; she was merely surprised.

"are you uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm going up now."

Bo Siheng avoided her gaze and turned to leave.

He Yan felt that there was something wrong with Bo Siheng. His sudden abnormality was a problem, but she couldn't force him to be treated. After all, making one thing public would force her to make more things public.

But she was determined to cure Bo Siheng to repay his kindness, so since he was avoiding her, she would take the initiative.

at the same time.

Bo Siheng sat quietly in his study, deep in thought.

Just then, the maid came and knocked on the door.

"Young master, the young mistress twisted her ankle in the garden and asked you to come and help her."

He Yan pretended to be injured and sat on the ground. A moment later, she saw Bo Siheng's somewhat anxious figure appear in front of her.

"Are you OK?"

Without a second thought, Bo Siheng reached out his hand to He Yan.

"The streetlights were too dim, I couldn't see the road clearly."

He Yan paused for only a moment before taking Bo Siheng's hand and standing up.

And she skillfully grasped his pulse.

After taking her pulse several times, she had already understood the properties of the cold poison.

The flare-ups of this poison occur at regular intervals, so she needs to treat him according to the intervals between flare-ups.

It's a long process.

Bo Siheng was worried about He Yan earlier and didn't think that much about it.

At this moment, as he interacted with her, a sudden doubt arose in his mind.

Why...why did you touch me?