377: Chapter 377 The Stubborn Little Deer

Yang Yujie stared fixedly at Han Jingyang, refusing to kneel, like a stubborn, innocent little deer.

Yang Zhizhong was both angry and anxious. He raised his hand, wanting to strike her again, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to do it. He could only curse in exasperation: "You stubborn girl, why don't you know what's good for you? If it weren't for Mr. Han stepping in to save you, you would already be like me, do you know that?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Yujie finally turned to look at her father.

"You, you..." Yang Zhizhong hesitated for a moment, then pointed at the floor: "Kneel down first. Kneel and thank Mr. Han, then I will tell you the details."

"I won't, I, I, he is too young, he doesn't deserve..."

"How insolent! Although Mr. Han is young, he is highly respected and skilled in the industry. Have you not heard that 'there is a specialty in every trade, learning has no hierarchy, and the one who attains mastery is the teacher'? Where has all your years of education gone?"

"I, I..."

"Hurry up! Otherwise, don't even think about seeing me again in this lifetime."

Yang Zhizhong's expression grew increasingly stern, and he was very insistent on kowtowing to thank Han Jingyang.

Yang Yujie hesitated for a moment, but eventually knelt down and joined Yang Zhizhong in thanking Han Jingyang.

Han Jingyang had been watching from the side as Yang Zhizhong educated his daughter. Only then did he smilingly help Yang Zhizhong up: "Get up, there's no need to be so polite. This was a transaction. Hmm, the transaction is complete now, right?"

Yang Zhizhong nodded heavily: "It is complete."

"You just said you wanted me to protect your daughter for a few days, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Han, have you agreed?"

"I have agreed. A week, let's say. If she is willing, she can stay by my side for a week. If she is not willing, then it has nothing to do with me."

Yang Zhizhong nodded again, took his daughter's hand, and earnestly instructed her: "Yujie, remember, for the next week, stay at Jiguang Zhai and follow Mr. Han until school starts. Let Mr. Han take you to the airport. After arriving in the Capital, don't run around. Wait for my news. Unless I contact you, do not leave the Capital under any circumstances. It is best to stay at school or in the villa I bought for you. Your brother, your uncle, and even your mother cannot be trusted, do you understand?"

Yang Yujie's expression changed instantly. She asked cautiously: "Dad, what happened?"

Yang Zhizhong sighed and began to tell his daughter the story.

In truth, he didn't say too much. He explained who the enemies and friends were, and spoke about the reason for the father and daughter's inexplicable comas.

After listening, Yang Yujie's little face turned pale, her eyes filled with shock. She looked completely disbelieving as she looked at her father, then at Han Jingyang, and finally at Liu Jing and the others. At last, she asked cautiously: "Are those mysterious and strange things really real?"

Yang Zhizhong patted his daughter's shoulder: "If you can't trust others, can you at least trust me? How do you think I started from scratch? Do you really think I was that amazing when I was young? Actually, it was with the help of an expert. For all these years, your second uncle has been in charge of those matters. It's just that his ambition has grown too large now, and he turned evil after being incited by others. Your brother is even stupider; he's been played in circles by your uncle while thinking he's clever. Sigh, all my life's hard work is pitifully wasted."

Having said this, he raised his hand to look at his watch, gazing at his daughter with eyes full of tenderness: "Yujie, remember, unless Dad video calls you, do not trust anyone."

"Do not trust anyone?"

"Yes. Of course, Mr. Han is an exception. He is absolutely reliable and absolutely trustworthy. If—and I mean if—one day you receive bad news about me, do not panic. Go to that ICBC branch in the Capital and retrieve what I left for you. Everything is written clearly inside; just follow the instructions. Of course, if you are unwilling, you can sell it. If you really don't know what to do, find Mr. Han. No matter what conditions you have to offer, you must make Mr. Han help you. Mr. Han is a businessman who values integrity, as long as your offer satisfies him."

Yang Yujie subconsciously turned to look at Han Jingyang.

Han Jingyang flashed a bright smile: "Your father is right. I am a businessman. I take on all kinds of jobs, especially various difficult and complicated cases. Of course, the higher your offer, the more I can do."

Yang Yujie looked at Yang Zhizhong again and suddenly realized: "Dad, you, you..."

Yang Zhizhong looked at his watch again: "Alright, alright, I need to go get busy. There are so many things waiting for me at the company. You just stay obediently at Jiguang Zhai and be sure to listen, do you understand?"

Tears instantly streamed down Yang Yujie's smooth little face. She held her father's hand tightly, refusing to let go. A moment later, she turned to face Han Jingyang and knelt down with a thud in front of him: "Mr. Han, I beg you, please save my father."

Han Jingyang sighed: "I'm sorry, I can't help. When you were in a coma, I made it very clear to your father. I could only save one person, and I let him choose. He chose to save you."

"Why?"

"There is no why. Instead of wasting time kowtowing, you might as well spend some quality time with your father. He is your true savior, do you understand?"

"But..."

At this moment, Yang Zhizhong hurriedly shook off his daughter's arm and walked out, but after taking two steps, he stumbled and fell. Fortunately, Liu Jing was quick-witted and caught him, preventing Yang Zhizhong from falling hard.

Yang Yujie panicked and threw herself onto her father, crying bitterly: "Dad, Dad, don't scare me. You, wake up! It's me, Yujie. Dad?"

Han Jingyang sighed: "Stop shouting, it's useless. His primordial spirit is injured, so he will often fall into a coma. Hospitals will never be able to detect the symptoms and will only call it something like narcolepsy. Every time he wakes up, he can only stay conscious for about half an hour. The time limit is up now; he will continue to be in a coma until he wakes up next time. If you want to talk to him, just wait a bit longer. If nothing unexpected happens, he will wake up in two hours."

Upon hearing his words, Yang Yujie suddenly ran to him and knelt down with a thud, wiping her tears while kowtowing: "Mr. Han, save my father, I beg you."

"I can't save him. Also, call me Mr. Han."

"Mr. Han, I beg you, save my father," Yang Yujie said, ignoring everything else and kowtowing frantically. She did it with great force, her forehead hitting the floor with a thudding sound. After just a few times, her fair, delicate forehead became red and swollen.

Han Jingyang reached out to help the young girl up and sighed: "What you're doing puts me in a very difficult position."

"I beg you, save my father."

"But you know, I am a businessman."

"My father has money!"

"This is not a question of money. I generally don't accept money for my business, especially since saving you and your father requires the use of extremely precious dharma instruments that cannot be bought with any amount of money. In order to save you, your father used two highly significant confidential pieces of information as payment, which is why I agreed. What about you? Do you possess any valuable confidential information?"

Yang Yujie shook her head blankly.

"Then do you have any precious dharma instruments?"

Yang Yujie shook her head again.

Han Jingyang spread his hands: "See, how can I help you? You don't even have much money and would have to owe me on your father's tab. If your father doesn't honor the debt, I would suffer a huge loss."

Yang Yujie suddenly realized: "Do you mean that you can actually save him? Mr. Han, I beg you, save my father."

As she spoke, she kowtowed frantically again. With one loud thud, her forehead split open, and blood began to trickle down.