Mrs. Chang nodded earnestly, "Miss, rest assured, I will keep my mouth shut."

"Not asking you to keep silent, you need to make it sound like we're genuinely going to see a doctor," replied Miss.

"Yes, Miss, don't worry, I'll handle it," Mrs. Chang confidently replied.

Sitting in the car, Mr. Hua said, "Yan, how could you curse me to get sick, really."

Seeing her father getting angry, Yan quickly tried to appease him, "Dad, if we don't say that, how can we deceive those people? Besides, my dad will live a long life, how could he get sick? Dad, give me your phone."

"What for?" Though puzzled, Mr. Hua handed his phone to Yan.

"You'll see," Yan said softly as she turned off her father's phone and took out the SIM card, replacing it with another. Once everything was set, Yan handed back the switched-off phone to her father and played with her own, calling Mrs. Chang to inform her to contact them on this number in case of emergencies. Yan had bought a new SIM card just in case Mrs. Chang couldn't reach them at home.

After hanging up, Mr. Hua smiled and gave Yan a thumbs-up, "My clever girl."

Back at home, Mrs. Chang smiled to herself, "Miss has recovered from her illness, not only becoming cheerful and smiling again but also becoming much smarter. Truly fits the saying, 'Surviving a great ordeal brings great fortune.'"

"Dad, how could your daughter be stupid?" the driver, seeing the affection between father and daughter, felt his mood naturally lift as he drove them.

Throughout the journey, he chatted with them, learning they were heading to a countryside resort. He enthusiastically recommended a reasonably priced, well-managed farmhouse called Fishy Farm, with a friendly owner and excellent environment. Grateful for the kind recommendation, Yan, seeing the driver's benevolent appearance, directed him to drop them off directly at the entrance of Fishy Farm.

Joyfully seeing off the driver, Hua Yan led her father inside. Soon, a plump hostess came out to greet them, her enthusiasm matching that of receiving a head of state. This amused both Mr. Hua and Hua Yan. Judging by the hostess's figure, they knew the food here must be excellent. Father and daughter's eyes sparkled with happiness.

Unnoticed by them, two people in a secluded and cool thatched room watched them.

"Isn't that Cheng Jie's ex-wife?" After finishing a large deal, Cheng Cheng and Shangguan Ning were also out for a countryside excursion today. They had just sat down for a few minutes when they saw Hua Yan and her group enter through the gate.

"Yeah, saw her," Shangguan Ning replied indifferently, furrowing his brows.

"Isn't the man beside her supposed to be Hua Lao Ye, who should be in the recovery center?" As outsiders, Cheng Cheng and Shangguan Ning couldn't help but admire Hua Lao Ye's ability to stand up after such a blow.

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"Seems like he's recovered well," Shangguan Ning also glanced at the father and daughter, who were smiling as brightly as the sun.

"Haven't they heard that Hua Lao Ye and his daughter aren't close? Well, rumors can't always be trusted. Do you think that woman came here because she knew you were coming?" Cheng Cheng speculated.

"You've been imagining things lately, associating everything with me. Even if that's the case, she might not necessarily be here because of you, the great lawyer. Besides, you don't need to be sentimental; she might have brought her belongings here for other reasons," Shangguan Ning casually sipped his tea, expressing his thoughts. At the same time, he wondered why his previously less gossip-prone friend repeatedly linked him with that woman. It was quite strange.

"Oh? Do you know why they're here?"

Cheng Cheng leaned closer, asking Shangguan Ning, who seemed to have become more gossip-prone. Although uncomfortable, Cheng Cheng knew he couldn't take back his words now, especially to Shangguan Ning.

"They're here for leisure," Shangguan Ning replied dryly.

"What? That's it? Your expression just now suggests you know more than that. Come on, spill the beans, and I'll treat you to a month's worth of breakfasts."

Seeing Cheng Cheng so eager and with a month's breakfast on the line, Shangguan Ning said, "There's an important banquet at Cheng's tonight, specifically for Miss Alice from England. I heard Cheng invited Hua Yan to help entertain Miss Alice, and she was supposed to go early this morning. No one expected the father and daughter to sneak out here."

"Maybe that woman will go to Cheng's later. With her meek personality, if Cheng asks her to return, would she dare not to?"

"I don't know about that, but remember, a month's breakfast," Shangguan Ning grinned like a victorious fox, feeling happy as he continued to drink his tea.

"Fine... But how do you know so much?" Although uncomfortable, Cheng Cheng couldn't back out of treating Shangguan Ning.

"I'm also one of Cheng's invited guests." His company had no dealings with Cheng's, and meeting Miss Alice wouldn't harm them, which was why they were invited. As for the Hua family's affairs, he just happened to overhear them from others.

Meanwhile, Hua Yan and her group had already arrived at a quiet spot with small thatched rooms surrounded by various flowers. They ordered a pot of green tea and five special coarse cornbread rolls, relaxing and enjoying the delicacies.

"Dad, try one of these cornbread rolls. They're made with fresh cornmeal, and the water here is unpolluted, making them sweet and fragrant, incredibly delicious."

Mr. Hua took a bite of one and then happily took a few more bites, pleased, "Yan, this tastes really good. It looks rough, but that's part of what makes it so delicious."

"Dad, if it's good, have another one. Besides, coarse grains are especially good for health," Hua Yan was happy to see her father enjoying himself. Seeing her loved ones happy made her feel happy too, something she couldn't experience as an orphan before.

Back at home, Mrs. Chang was cleaning the bedroom upstairs when the phone rang.

"Hello, who's calling?"

"Is Hua Yan there?" Cheng Jie was forced by his mother to make this call. It was almost noon, and Hua Yan hadn't arrived at Cheng's house yet, prompting Mrs. Cheng to urge Cheng Jie to call and ask her to come to Cheng's house quickly.

"Miss is not here. If you have anything to tell her, I'll convey it when she returns."

"Where did she go?" Even though he knew she was supposed to come to Cheng's house today, she had somehow avoided it.

"Master suddenly felt unwell, so Miss took him to the hospital," Mrs. Chang didn't like Cheng Jie's rude tone, but she endured without hanging up.

"Tell her to call me immediately when she gets back."

"I will convey your message."

After hanging up, Cheng Jie was so angry he almost threw his phone, but then he picked it up again and dialed Hua Yan's number, only to find it switched off every time. Unable to hold back his curse, he muttered, "This woman even switched off her phone." Trying her father's number yielded the same result.