Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 1241: Extras 13: The Other Party is a Big Shot

Ye Shaohua had spoken on the phone with An Ning before she arrived.

An Ning hadn’t been paying attention to the elevator area, but when she heard Lady Qin’s voice, she glanced over at Ye Shaohua and was momentarily stunned, her expression changing somewhat. "You... You’re the Miss Ye from the phone?"

Ye Shaohua’s gaze had been fixed on An Ning all along, not really paying much mind to Lady Qin. Hearing An Ning’s voice, she casually put her phone in her pocket, "Yes, it’s me. What’s going on over here..."

An Ning had known since she was young that she wasn’t the biological child of her parents in the An Family. Even so, she had never tried to search for her birth parents. Now that she suddenly knew of Ye Shaohua, An Ning’s feelings were also very complex.

Especially since Ye Shaohua, like her, had been abandoned as a child.

Ye Shaohua was different from what An Ning understood. From the limited information, An Ning knew Ye Shaohua hadn’t been adopted like her, but was an orphan.

Under normal circumstances, she would have had a good talk with Ye Shaohua, but right now she really wasn’t in the mood.

She forced a smile: "I still have some things to do here. Can we talk in a couple of days?"

Ye Shaohua’s phone rang once, but she didn’t answer. Instead, she pressed to decline the call displayed on her phone. Her slender fingers outside the Operation Room looked very white, almost revealing the bluish veins underneath.

She glanced at the emergency room, her eyebrows imperceptibly furrowing, then she leaned against the wall slightly, looking up as though in thought, "No problem, I’ll wait for you on the side."

Her whole being seemed somewhat out of place standing there, but An Ning wasn’t really paying her any mind at the moment, just feeling a strange sensation in her heart when she saw Ye Shaohua.

The Qin family was considered wealthy in T City.

Because of Qin father’s real estate investments in recent years, they suddenly grew very rich. While they couldn’t compare to the true aristocracy with real heritage, compared to the average family they could be considered extraordinarily wealthy with assets close to a hundred million.

Lady Qin had, therefore, always looked down on the An family.

Hearing the familiarity in An Ning’s tone towards Ye Shaohua.

Lady Qin frowned: "An Ning, is this your friend?"

"This is..." An Ning paused for a moment. Ye Shaohua, who was used to being straightforward, hadn’t hidden her relationship with An Ning before coming.

After meeting, An Ning’s strange feelings grew stronger, and she had no doubts that Ye Shaohua was indeed her sister.

After thinking for a moment, An Ning didn’t keep it a secret, "Auntie, this is my sister. She just found me yesterday."

Lady Qin knew that An Ning wasn’t the biological daughter of the An family.

Upon hearing this, her facial expression turned unsightly, beginning to regard Ye Shaohua as one of those poor relatives from the An family who were eager to latch onto the Qin family: "What a coincidence. Not earlier or later, she comes to find you right after your engagement with my son."

Lady Qin didn’t say this for no reason.

Before Ye Shaohua, many poor relatives from the An family had asked for red envelopes when acknowledging their kinship.

An Ning felt somewhat uncomfortable hearing this statement.

Although she didn’t like the relatives from the An family, she felt Ye Shaohua was different; in their phone calls, Ye Shaohua never mentioned the Qin family.

She only asked about An Ning’s previous life.

An Ning didn’t understand Ye Shaohua, but she didn’t think Ye Shaohua was the sort of person Lady Qin imagined her to be.

Thinking this, she subconsciously glanced at Ye Shaohua.

Ye Shaohua was leaning against the wall, putting on headphones while casually scrolling through her phone screen, apparently listening to someone’s voice messages.

Her slightly drooping eyes and eyebrows revealed a hint of refinement.

An Ning shifted her gaze away, looking seriously at Lady Qin, "I hope you don’t talk nonsense; Miss Ye is not that kind of person."

Lady Qin scoffed: "Who knows?"

An Ning furrowed her brows, opened her mouth, and seemed about to say something else.

Just then, the light above the Operation Room’s door dimmed.

Everyone’s attention shifted to the patient being wheeled out.

"The patient is temporarily out of life-threatening danger," the Head Doctor lowered his mask and swept his gaze across everyone in the hallway before fixating on An Ning, "but the outlook is not optimistic."

As soon as An Ning saw the Head Doctor come out, she immediately went over, looking quite distressed, "What do you mean ’not optimistic’?"

Upon hearing this, the Head Doctor paused, "There’s a possibility of falling into a coma."

An Ning stood frozen on the spot as if struck by lightning, unable to move.

Ye Shaohua, from the corner of her eye, had paid attention to the person being wheeled on the bed as soon as the doctor came out.

She remembered that just before she came, one of An Ning’s neighbors said that Mr. An had been rushed to the hospital due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage.

But...

Ye Shaohua narrowed her eyes as she looked at the injuries on Mr. An’s body, her lips slightly pursed.

His chest was bandaged, and it looked like there were signs of broken ribs.

His head was also wrapped up, completely obscuring his face. Ye Shaohua saw almost no sign of life from Mr. An.

This didn’t look like a cerebral hemorrhage at all; it clearly seemed like he had been crushed by something heavy.

Ye Shaohua slightly pursed her lips, leaning against the wall, then looked toward the faintly furious expression on An Ning’s face and her tightly clenched fists.

Ye Shaohua saw that her hands were shaking.

Madam Qin originally looked down upon An Ning and her people, but after hearing the doctor’s words, she seemed to be somewhat ingratiating toward An Ning.

This was quite strange. According to the information Ye Shaohua got from Luo Cheng, the Qin family was very dissatisfied with the An Family.

Especially Madam Qin, who did not think highly of An Ning. Why was the situation she was observing now somewhat different?

Seeing this scene, Ye Shaohua took out her cellphone and sent a message to Luo Cheng.

Then she stuffed the cellphone into her pocket.

"What’s wrong?" Ye Shaohua moved closer to An Ning and gently patted her shoulder.

She had not yet removed her face mask, but her eyes bore a comforting look as she gazed at An Ning.

An Ning, who had been trembling this whole time, seemed to ease up a bit. She reached out and tightly grasped Ye Shaohua’s hand, restraining herself from trembling after quite a struggle.

"I’m fine." An Ning took a deep breath and maintained her composure.

She followed the doctor and watched as her father was pushed into the ward.

Ye Shaohua held An Ning’s wrist, feeling that her hand was very cold and covered in a layer of cold sweat.

**

Ye Shaohua had stayed in the hospital for almost two days, during which Mr. An’s condition stabilized, though he had yet to wake up.

And only Madam Qin from the Qin family had appeared.

As two days passed, Ye Shaohua occasionally discussed her own situation with An Ning and had not hidden much.

An Ning was very competent. With Mr. An in ICU and Mrs. An’s health failing,

An Ning alone supported the An Family, including cooking for her mother and taking care of her father, and even thought Ye Shaohua was thin, bringing extra food for Ye Shaohua every day, letting Ye Shaohua stay in her room while she herself stayed in the hospital.

She was nearly defenseless against Ye Shaohua.

Ye Shaohua felt that for an instant, she had moved from one Charmes to another.

Knowing that she had been on her own from a young age, An Ning thought of letting her father recognize Ye Shaohua as her goddaughter once he awoke.

Madam Qin was very disdainful of An Ning’s idea.

But for some unknown reason, Madam Qin had been very tolerant towards An Ning.

Madam Qin couldn’t stand Ye Shaohua; after finding out Ye Shaohua was an orphan, she felt even more that Ye Shaohua was up to no good.

Her gaze towards Ye Shaohua seemed to screech, "Why does this stray chicken play so many tricks?"

Even so, Madam Qin didn’t explicitly say she wanted Ye Shaohua to leave.

This tolerance was a bit excessive, nothing like what the investigation data had shown.

"An Ning, your uncle and the others have returned; do you want to go see them..." Madam Qin went aside to answer a phone call.

When she came back, she looked somewhat gently at An Ning as she spoke.

Yet Ye Shaohua felt the hostility in An Ning grow significantly stronger, only to dissipate after a moment.

The situation seemed very wrong.

After thinking about it, she pulled down her mask and whispered into the phone to Mu Xingzhi, "I have my sister covering for me in T City; there’s no problem, so I’m hanging up."

Without giving the other person a chance to speak, she hung up immediately.

She approached An Ning, "You alright?"

An Ning knew that Ye Shaohua had been making phone calls, but she hadn’t asked much. Hearing Ye Shaohua’s question, she shook her head, "It’s nothing, just my sister handling some affairs..."

"I’ll come with you," Ye Shaohua tucked her phone back into her pocket, "Don’t worry, I won’t disturb you."

In the end, An Ning acquiesced.

Madam Qin took An Ning to a meeting room at the hospital.

There were several other people in the meeting room.

Ye Shaohua saw Mr. Qin and An Ning’s fiancé, Qin Wei.

And there was also an unfamiliar middle-aged man.

"Who is that?" Mr. Qin noticed an unfamiliar person entering with An Ning.

"She’s An Ning’s younger sister, an orphan, who somehow found out about our Qin family and attached herself to An Ning," Madam Qin said with a curl of her lip.

Mr. Qin nodded, paying no further attention to Ye Shaohua.

"You must be An Ning. I gave you two days to think, how’s your decision – settling privately or publicly? Of course, I suggest you don’t pursue it, otherwise... heh heh," the middle-aged man looked at the people in the office coldly, his chin lifted high.

Qin Wei gripped An Ning’s hand, his face betraying obvious anger as he spoke in a deep voice, "Our Qin family isn’t to be trifled with as you imagine..."

The middle-aged man seemed to hear a funny joke, "Young man, it doesn’t matter if you’ve injured a person. Even if our young master killed An Guofu, no one in T City would dare to arrest him."

Standing at the back, Ye Shaohua finally understood as she listened. There was indeed more to Mr. An’s illness; turns out the opponent was a powerful figure.