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Chapter 565 The Butterfly is Beautiful

After the police left, Rong Sheng glanced at Gu Hansheng, then looked at Rong Qian, and said in a light tone: "You have a good rest, I will come to see you next time."

Before turning around to leave, he said to Gu Hansheng, "Take care of yourself during this time."

Gu Hansheng ignored him, just took a last look at Rong Qian, then turned and left.

The look was a little complicated, and 01 couldn't understand it.

However, it doesn't care about anyone except its host.

After circling Rong Qian twice, 01 found that time was speeding up again.

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After many examinations, Rong Qian's physical condition was temporarily fine, so he could be discharged from the hospital.

Following Rong Qian out of the hospital, 01 saw Rong Sheng’s car waiting there.

The driver standing next to the car opened the door, and Rong Sheng and Gu Hansheng were sitting in the back seat.

They actually stayed together?

01Shocked and confused.

"Young Master, please get in the car."

Rong Qian got in the car and sat next to Gu Hansheng.

The atmosphere in the car can be described as silent.

Until the car stopped outside a mansion.

01: ?

Is this real?

"Sir, Madam, young master, the old master and the others are waiting for you."

The old man in a tuxedo opened the door for them gracefully and invited them in with a smile on his face.

The three of them got out of the car and walked into the house.

In the living room, two elderly men with handsome appearances were sitting on the sofa. Judging from their faces, they were obviously handsome and beautiful when they were young.

01 followed closely beside Rong Qian, glancing at everyone present.

This place always gives it a very strange feeling.

"Sheng'er and Han Sheng, come and sit down." The noble old woman raised her hand and waved to the two of them.

A maid in a maid uniform came over and took Rong Qian to the other side.

"Young Master, please follow me."

Sitting in the small garden outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, Rong Qian looked with empty eyes at the butterflies fluttering on the flowers in the distance.

Suddenly, there was a fluffy and warm touch rubbing against his feet.

Rong Qian looked down.

A snow-white kitten with golden-green pupils was rubbing its head against his legs and meowing a few times in a childish voice. He suddenly jumped up and landed on Rong Qian's legs, with its tail wagging leisurely.

Rong Qian looked at it, gently stroked its back with his hand, then carried it aside.

"Meow?"

The kitten tilted its head and meowed as if in confusion, then stood up and was about to take a step and climb back onto his legs, when a butterfly flew by. Its attention was immediately drawn to it, and it meowed excitedly as it chased after the butterfly.

01 next to him blinked.

[I feel like this scene looks familiar.]

The kitten suddenly jumped up, opened its mouth and bit the beautiful white and blue butterfly, then ran back to Rong Qian and gave him the butterfly.

Rong Qian took a look at the butterfly, reached out and pinched its wings to take it.

01 also came over and looked at the butterfly happily.

Just one second.

Rong Qian raised his other hand and tore the butterfly's beautiful but fragile wings into two halves.

01:! ?

Putting the butterfly and its wings away, Rong Qian calmly stroked the little white cat's head and whispered a few words: "Thank you, the butterfly is beautiful."