Chapter 577: Chapter 577: How Was He Being Smug?

Mrs. Li’s expression suddenly turned grave as a serious problem occurred to her. She said to Su Qing, "Qingqing, later you’ll be going into the mountains with a group of people to look for ginseng. What if they find out about your ability?"

The mere thought of that possibility made Mrs. Li’s heart pound. If outsiders found out about their Qingqing’s ability, it would absolutely not be a good thing.

Su Qing smiled. "Grandma, don’t worry. Didn’t I tell you I can control plants in the mountains? Let me be frank with you: within a three-kilometer radius of me, no movement can escape my eyes and my perception. I’ll have taken care of any dangers long before anyone else even knows they’re there."

Hearing Su Qing’s explanation, Mrs. Li breathed a sigh of relief. "That’s good, then."

No longer worried, Mrs. Li said, "Alright then. If you want to go into the mountains, then go. Just be careful not to let anyone find out about this ability of yours."

"Mhm, don’t worry, Grandma," Su Qing said with a smile.

Mrs. Li smiled and nodded. Now, she no longer had to worry about her Qingqing’s safety.

Then, Mrs. Li’s thoughts turned to her own illness. She asked hesitantly, "Qingqing, my illness..."

Su Qing nodded and said, "Grandma, you know I can control plants. Plants are associated with the element of wood, which governs life force. So, I also have some healing abilities. That component Dean Cao mentioned they found—the one that devours abnormal cells—is actually the life force from the plants I control and enhance. It’s the same thing that was in those pills Grandpa had you take before."

Hearing this, Mrs. Li couldn’t help but worry. "They won’t trace this back to you, will they?"

"They won’t," Mr. Li spoke up. "Don’t you worry. I’ve already taken care of everything on that front. I guarantee no one will trace it back to Qingqing."

Mrs. Li shot Mr. Li a glare. "Look at you, all smug. Just because you found out a little earlier than me, you’re putting on this all-knowing act. You keep showing off and see if I don’t give you a piece of my mind."

Mr. Li: ... ’How am I being smug?’

’This old woman is just looking for an excuse to scold me today, isn’t she? If you’re so tough, why don’t you try saying a word against your precious granddaughter?’

Of course, Mr. Li only dared to let these thoughts swirl in his mind; he would never say them out loud. In her younger days, his wife had been a regular firecracker. The pain from her illness in recent years had mellowed her temper considerably, but from the looks of it today, she was in robust health. If he dared to talk back, she would absolutely grab a feather duster and chase him all over the room with it.

Mr. Li cleared his throat lightly. He was getting old and had his dignity to maintain, so he decided not to argue with his wife. Besides, a few scolding words wouldn’t kill him.

But Mrs. Li knew what Mr. Li was capable of. Hearing his assurance, her heart was finally put completely at ease. She had Su Qing conjure the vine again and began playing with it, having the time of her life.

Su Qing, smiling broadly, joined in and played along with Mrs. Li. For a time, the three of them—grandmother, grandfather, and granddaughter—were a picture of perfect harmony.

Su Qing hadn’t been over to Mr. Gong’s place recently. An Zhihan and his men had already gone to Xiangcheng in secret. Su Qing knew that An Zhihan was planning to formally confront the An Family. With the things he had found on Baihua Mountain, An Zhihan now had enough leverage to contend with the An Family, so she didn’t need to worry about him.

As for Mr. Gong, he hadn’t returned since leaving for Xiangcheng with Meng Chenghui. The word was that his patient’s condition was quite serious and required long-term treatment, so Mr. Gong planned to stay in Xiangcheng for a while. Su Qing understood that some illnesses took a long time to treat. An Zhihan’s leg, for example, even with the Century-old Purple Danshen as a foundation, had still taken several months of recovery before he could walk normally.

Therefore, Mr. Gong’s residence was currently empty. With nothing else pressing on her schedule, Su Qing focused all her attention on her studies.

Of course, aside from frequently sensing Zheng Lin’s gaze on her from a distance when she went home, there was nothing else troubling Su Qing.

Su Qing had no strong feelings, positive or negative, about this Zheng Lin. As for his intentions, she didn’t plan on giving them any more thought. After all, she had already rejected him. What he thought or did from now on was his business; as long as he didn’t flaunt himself in front of her again, she could just ignore him.

"Ugh, it’s way too hot!" Sun Xiaowen exclaimed, opening the dorm room door. She pushed the windows open wider, cranked the electric fan to its highest setting, and let out a deep sigh. "If it weren’t for this fan Su Qing brought over, I think I would’ve died from the heat in this dorm room. Why is it so hot in Beijing!"

Feeling that the electric fan wasn’t enough, Sun Xiaowen pulled out a small hand fan and began fanning herself vigorously.

"I actually think it’s not too bad," Chen Meizhen said with a smile. "I feel like summers in Hai City are even more hot and humid than in Beijing. But Su Qing’s fan is great. It’s so much cooler with it."

Ye Qingqing was also struggling with the heat. "I’ve never experienced weather this hot before. Summers in Yun Province are nowhere near this hot."

Sun Xiaowen nodded eagerly. "Exactly! It’s scorching."

Liu Juan laughed. "I think it’s a bit hot too, but it’s bearable. It looks like the ones in our dorm who can’t stand the heat the most are Xiaowen and Qingqing."

"It’s so hot I can’t even focus on my books," Sun Xiaowen whined. "I’m doomed, I’m doomed! We have an exam the day after tomorrow. I’m not going to fail, am I?"

Just then, Su Qing and Li Huan walked into the dorm. Su Qing was holding a styrofoam box, and Li Huan announced cheerfully, "Come on, time for popsicles! Qingqing specially made these delicious ones for us."

"Ah, that’s great!" Hearing this, the girls in the dorm immediately gathered around happily. "Su Qing, Li Huan, we won’t stand on ceremony, then!"

"There are several flavors, you can pick whichever you like," Su Qing said with a smile, placing the styrofoam box on the table. She opened it to reveal dozens of popsicles wrapped in wax paper, resting on a layer of crushed ice. The moment the box was opened, a wave of cool air washed over them.

Ye Qingqing couldn’t help but take a deep breath and exclaim, "Wow, I feel cooler already, and I haven’t even eaten one yet."

The girls didn’t stand on ceremony with Su Qing and Li Huan. They each grabbed a popsicle, thanked the two of them, and eagerly unwrapped the wax paper to start eating.

Su Qing had made several flavors of popsicles: chocolate, red bean paste, milk, and even a flower petal version made with rock sugar and edible flowers. A single bite revealed a sweet taste mingled with the fragrance of the petals—it was divine.

As the girls were happily eating their popsicles, a girl from the next dorm room walked in, holding a gift box. "Su Qing, someone dropped this off for you. Oh, wow, are you guys eating popsicles!"

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