Ruan Tianling clenched his teeth, his hand on Jian Yufei’s waist tightened.

"Wife, I told you not to have a son. Sons are here to collect debts. Let’s have a daughter next time and not this brat!"

"Mommy, are you going to choose me or Daddy?" Ansel immediately threw a difficult question at Jian Yufei.

The little guy looked at her with watery eyes, she really couldn’t bear to make him sad.

Beside them, Ruan Tianling was staring at her with a warning look.

Choosing either side wouldn’t be right in this situation.

But why does she have to choose?

Jian Yufei elegantly smiled and said, "Stop your childish behavior, we have serious business to attend to. Ansel, Mommy wants to ask you, do you know Nangong Yi?"

"Uncle Yi? Mommy, why are you asking about him?"

Jian Yufei hadn’t told him about what was happening in London just yet.

So he didn’t know about what Nangong Wenchang had done.

Hearing him call Nangong Yi "Uncle", Jian Yufei and Ruan Tianling realized, indeed they were familiar with each other.

Jian Yufei smiled and said, "It’s nothing. I just met him today and he asked me to say hello to you."

"Come to think of it, I haven’t seen Uncle Yi for a long time."

"Ansel knows him well?"

Ansel nodded, "My horse riding skills were taught by Uncle Yi, he’s a really good person."

Jian Yufei’s heart sank a little.

"It seems you like him a lot?"

"Uncle Yi is one of my few friends in the Nangong Family, Mommy, is something wrong with Uncle Yi?" Ansel, not being foolish, asked with suspicion.

Jian Yufei smiled, "He’s fine."

"Is he really fine? Mommy, is something wrong with Uncle Yi’s health?"

Jian Yufei was puzzled, "What could be wrong with his health?"

"Don’t you know?"

"Know what?"

Ansel furrowed his small eyebrows, "Uncle Yi has a rare blood disease, the doctor said he won’t live past 21. Uncle Yi is already 20, isn’t he? Mommy, if something happens to Uncle Yi, you must tell me, maybe I can make it to see him one last time."

Jian Yufei and Ruan Tianling looked at each other.

Their expressions were quite complex.

Jian Yufei never thought that Nangong Yi, so young, was going to die.

No wonder when Ruan Tianling said he couldn’t do anything, he couldn’t help but show a pained expression.

For such an extraordinary person to have less than a year to live, Jian Yufei truly felt it was a shame.

"Mommy, is Uncle Yi really alright?"

Jian Yufei shook her head, "He’s fine, if something were to happen to him, I would definitely tell you."

Then they casually chatted with Ansel a bit more, asked about family matters, and closed the video call.

...

"I never expected Nangong Yi’s life to be so short." Jian Yufei sighed.

Ruan Tianling’s fingers lightly tapped on the tabletop, "Since he’s about to die, I don’t need to deal with him."

Facing someone who is about to die, he had no interest in taking action.

Jian Yufei nodded, it was the best outcome.

"Just not sure when his illness will flare up, fearing we won’t have time to use him against Nangong Wenchang."

"Within one or two months, he should be fine."

Jian Yufei remembered the Panacea they had.

If it were given to Nangong Yi, it might save his life.

As if reading her mind, Ruan Tianling said indifferently, "Whether he lives or dies doesn’t concern us."

Jian Yufei snapped back to reality, "I was just thinking about it, I wouldn’t really do that."