Awakening the Phoenix Flow System after the breakup, I'm so happy!

"During the past few days since I returned, Zhang Ma has been taking care of my daily needs. All the food I eat has been strictly checked, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"Has anyone sent you anything special?" Chen Yang reminded him.

The old man's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He seemed to remember something, and his fingers involuntarily tightened their grip on the corner of the blanket.

"Antiques... Oh right, someone delivered an antique to me the day before yesterday afternoon."

"What antique?" Zhang Jianguo asked somewhat anxiously.

"It's a bronze jue cup, it looks very old, and it's engraved with some strange totem patterns," the old man said as he recalled.

"I usually enjoy tinkering with these old things. After that thing was delivered, I put it on the table in my study and played with it for half an afternoon with a magnifying glass."

Qin Xue's face turned extremely ugly.

She bit her lip, her voice trembling slightly.

"Grandpa, who sent that bronze wine cup?"

Old Master Qin remained silent for a long while.

He looked at the ceiling, let out a long sigh, his tone filled with helplessness and heartache.

The air in the ward seemed to freeze at that moment.

Old Master Qin closed his eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, dripping onto the pillow along his deeply lined cheeks.

Zhang Jianguo was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands. He was an impatient person and couldn't stand this kind of hesitant and stammering scene.

"Old squad leader, say something! Who sent this piece of junk? I'll take some men and arrest him right now, and kill that bastard!"

The old man waved his hand weakly, signaling Zhang Jianguo to be quiet.

He opened his eyes again, his gaze falling on Qin Xue.

"Xiaoxue, that was sent by your second uncle."

As soon as those words were spoken, it was as if someone had pressed the pause button in the ward.

Zhang Jianguo's mouth gaped open, and he stood there stunned for a long time before stammering out his words.

"Second Master? That's impossible! Second Master is your own son. How could he do something so heinous?"

Qin Xue stood by the bed, her hands clenched into fists so tightly that her nails were almost digging into her flesh.

Her face was deathly pale, but her eyes were unusually cold.

"Uncle Zhang, how many people in this world would kill their own father for profit?"

Qin Xue's voice was not very varied, but it carried a chilling undertone.

Chen Yang sat in the chair, crossed his legs, and stroked his chin.

He'd seen plenty of these kinds of family feuds among the wealthy; they were always on TV and in novels. He never expected to actually witness one in person today.

Chen Yang asked casually:

"Miss Qin, judging from what you're saying, your second uncle isn't exactly well-behaved."

Qin Xue took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

She looked at Chen Yang, nodded, and said:

"My second uncle, Qin Wenzheng, has always resented my grandfather for handing over the family power to my father. Five years ago, my father died in a car accident, and he began to form factions within the family, trying to seize the position of family head."

"For the sake of family stability, my grandfather always kept him in check, but he also gave him a lot of businesses to manage."

Qin Xue gave a cold laugh as she finished speaking.

"It seems he's not satisfied with those businesses and can't wait for Grandpa to step down as soon as possible."

Zhang Jianguo, who was listening nearby, was furious.

He ripped open the buttons on his collar, revealing his dark red neck.

"Damn it, this is worse than an animal! Sergeant, just say the word and I'll take the brothers to tie up that bastard Qin Wenzheng and make him kneel down and kowtow to you to confess his crimes."

"Jianguo, stop right there."

Old Master Qin shouted sternly.

Zhang Jianguo abruptly stopped and looked at the old man with a wronged expression.

"Without solid evidence, what grounds do you have to arrest him? It's true that he sent the bronze goblet, but he can easily claim that he was unaware of it and was tricked into buying a fake. Arresting him will only alert him and cause trouble among his followers in the family."

Although Old Master Qin was physically weak, his mind was exceptionally clear, and he saw things very clearly.

He sighed and shook his head.

"What a misfortune for my family! How could my Qin family produce such a rebellious son?"

Qin Xue walked to the bedside and tucked the blanket around the old man.

"Grandpa, please don't be angry. Take good care of yourself. Leave this to me. I will definitely get to the bottom of this. If it really was Second Uncle who did it, I will not tolerate it."

The old man nodded wearily; he really couldn't hold on any longer. He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep again.

Qin Xue turned to Zhang Jianguo and said.

"Uncle Zhang, please stay here to protect Grandpa and take Old Master Sun back. Please keep today's events a secret, Old Master Sun."

Sun Changqing, who had been pretending to be invisible, quickly stood up and nodded repeatedly.

"Miss Qin, rest assured, I didn't see or hear anything today. I'm leaving now."

Sun Changqing carried the mahogany medical kit and slipped out of the ward like he was fleeing a disaster.

Qin Xue turned her head and looked at Chen Yang.

"Mr. Chen, can we talk outside?"

Chen Yang stood up, stretched, and his bones cracked and popped.

"Sure, I also think the disinfectant smell in the ward is a bit too strong."

The two walked out of the ward and stopped at the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the corridor.

The view from the thirteenth floor is excellent; you can overlook a large part of the city, and the traffic on the road looks like luminous ribbons.

The corridor was quiet, with the occasional nurse pushing a treatment cart past, the rubber wheels making a slight scraping sound on the ground.

Qin Xue stood by the window, arms crossed, looking at the scenery outside.

She was wearing a black women's suit today, and because she had been busy earlier, the buttons on her suit jacket were undone, revealing a white silk shirt underneath.

The shirt collar was a bit low, and from Chen Yang's angle, a tempting view could be seen through the fabric.

Qin Xue usually had a cold and aloof demeanor, but now, her back view appeared somewhat frail and helpless.

Chen Yang was admiring the beautiful scenery before him, completely unaware of Qin Xue's gaze.

Just then, Qin Xue suddenly spoke, her voice very soft:

"Is it pretty?"

Chen Yang showed no embarrassment at being caught. He took a step forward, stood next to Qin Xue, and replied:

"Miss Qin, are you referring to the night view of Jiangcheng outside, or to your silk shirt?"

Qin Xue turned her head and glared at him.

"Are all Yang Mi's private secretaries this glib?"

"No, I'm an exception. I earn my living through my abilities. My smooth talk is just a protective shield."

Chen Yang was talking nonsense with a straight face.

Qin Xue's lips twitched slightly at his words. Although she didn't laugh out loud, her tense emotions clearly relaxed a lot.

She turned around, leaned against the glass, and looked directly into Chen Yang's eyes.

"Chen Yang, I need to ask you for a favor."

Chen Yang leaned on the windowsill, turning sideways to look at her.

"If it's to help the old man continue to improve his health, then no problem, I'll take care of it."

Qin Xue shook her head.

"That's not it."

She took a small step forward, closing the distance between them to less than half a meter.

Chen Yang could even smell the sophisticated perfume she wore, which had a slightly cool scent.

"I need your help to investigate that bronze goblet."

Qin Xue's tone became very serious.

"As you can see, there are undercurrents in the Qin family right now. My second uncle dared to target my grandfather, which means he was fully prepared. Many of the people around me are his spies. I don't know who to trust."

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow and said:

"Miss Qin, you're pushing me into a fire pit! This is a family matter of your Qin family. If your second uncle gets angry, he might just have someone put me in a sack and throw me into the Huangpu River."

Qin Xue had clearly investigated Chen Yang's background; she confidently stated:

"You can even cure that weird poison, so why would you be afraid of the thugs my second uncle hired?"

She placed her hand on the windowsill, her fingers unconsciously tapping the marble surface.

"Name your terms as long as you're willing to help me."

Chen Yang did not answer immediately.

He looked out the window at the traffic, seemingly pondering whether the deal was worthwhile.

After a while, he turned his head and looked Qin Xue up and down, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

Chen Yang leaned closer, lowered his voice, and asked in a deliberately deep tone:

"Name your terms?"

When Qin Xue saw him getting close, she involuntarily shrank back, her back pressed tightly against the cold glass.

Her ears began to burn, but she forced herself to remain calm and met Chen Yang's gaze, saying:

"Yes, as long as it's something I, Qin Xue, can do—money, a house, a car, or shares in the Qin family—I can agree to it."

Chen Yang suddenly burst into carefree laughter.

He stepped back two steps, creating distance between them.

"Miss Qin, don't be nervous. I have no interest in your Qin family's shares, but since you are so sincere, I will take this job."

Chen Yang held up three fingers.

"I'll tell you the three conditions once things are settled. Now, shouldn't we go take a look at that legendary bronze goblet?"

Qin Xue breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.

"The trophy is in the study of the old house. I'll take you there now, but we need to be careful not to alert Uncle's people."

Just as the two were about to turn and leave.

Chen Yang's ears suddenly twitched.

He grabbed Qin Xue's wrist, pulled her forcefully into his arms, and commanded:

"Don't move."