Dancing on the Villain's Heartstrings Chapter 95 Part 2

Ning Jiayou kindly reminded her: "Last time it was me who saved you…"

Pan Fang was furious, not waiting for him to finish before shouting sharply: "You harmed Tianhao!"

The unconscious patient had already been wheeled away. Ning Jiayou, seeing her emotional state, planned to dodge first, but his peripheral vision caught Pan Fang pulling a sharp kitchen knife from her bag.

Damn!

What the hell is wrong with her?

Ning Jiayou could have dodged, but the emergency room was crowded with people coming and going. He was afraid if Pan Fang went crazy, she might hurt innocent people.

His already lifted steps retreated back. Pan Fang raised the knife and charged at him: "I want you to pay with your life for Tianhao!"

"Yan Tianhao isn't dead yet!" Ning Jiayou grabbed her hand holding the knife, used a shoulder throw to toss Pan Fang to the ground, seized her knife, and subdued her.

The screams inside subsided. Ning Jiayou instructed his colleagues to call the police.

Pan Fang struggled desperately, cursing nonstop: "Let me go! If Tianhao dies, I won't let you off either!"

"Now you can sing 'Prison Walls' with him across the distance. Yan Tianhao is in prison because he had bad intentions, wanting to kill Yan Shuo. The thief crying 'stop thief'—have you no shame?" In his anger, Ning Jiayou dislocated her arm to stop Pan Fang from constantly flailing around, thinking she could turn the tables.

Pan Fang didn't heed him at all, talking to herself: "You harmed him! You even conspired with Yan Huailing to harm me!"

"What Yan Huailing did wasn't right, but it has nothing to do with us. You have no brains yourself. If Yan Huailing truly wanted to save Yan Tianhao, how could he have had the mind to mention divorce to you? He clearly just didn't want to be involved anymore, didn't want to be implicated by you mother and son, so he was in a hurry to cut ties with you." As Ning Jiayou spoke, he thought of a very serious fact, "You knew about Yan Tianhao's assassination attempt on Yan Shuo, didn't you?"

Now that even the marriage was gone, Yan Tianhao was Pan Fang's only hope. But Yan Tianhao was trapped in prison, and Pan Fang, in her despair, couldn't care about anything: "So what if I knew! I just wanted Yan Shuo dead! It's you! You insisted on getting mixed up with Yan Shuo! What were you so unhappy about? You should've just stayed with our Tianhao!"

"Have you forgotten when you and Yan Tianhao together forced me to break off the engagement?" Ning Jiayou stopped wasting words with Pan Fang, handed her over to the arriving security, and made his exit.

Ning Jiayou originally didn't plan to tell Yan Shuo about this, but Meng Jun, worried Yan Shuo would blame him for incompetence, took the initiative to tell him, scaring Yan Shuo so much that he left work early and rushed to pick up Ning Jiayou.

After this period of careful treatment, Yan Shuo's legs had fully recovered, and he had even danced a tap dance with Ning Jiayou's guidance.

——Of course, it was mainly Ning Jiayou dancing, with Fat Orange excitedly wiggling his bottom to the music on the side. Yan Shuo really couldn't withstand Ning Jiayou's nagging and danced a short segment with him.

Ning Jiayou had sighed at the time that he should prepare a pair of tight leather pants for Yan Shuo, to properly appreciate Yan Shuo's perky butt—as a result, the next morning he could barely get out of bed.

Pan Fang was detained for attempted intentional injury, which meant she didn't even get to see Yan Tianhao one last time before the execution.

Once the verdict was final, the old master went to visit Yan Tianhao in person. He demanded to know why he did it.

Yan Tianhao declared confidently, "Because all of this was supposed to be mine originally. I've seen the future. If Ning Jiayou and Yan Shuo hadn't meddled, the ones who would be dead now would be them, not me! When it comes down to it, Grandpa, you're still biased. If you had handed the Yan Corporation over to me from the start, our family wouldn't be in the state it's in today!"

The old master was so angry he cursed loudly, "You're talking nonsense! Your Uncle was able to take charge because of his own ability. How old were you back then? Could I have handed the Yan Corporation over to a child?"

"What about after I grew up?" Yan Tianhao asked, unconvinced.

"I sent you to the Yan Corporation! You just weren't capable enough, and you even tried to scheme against your uncle in business, and he saw through you." The more the old master spoke, the angrier he got. Seeing Yan Tianhao still unconvinced, he said coldly, "When it comes down to it, you brought this on yourself. Your uncle has no children. By blood, you are his closest younger generation. If you had just shown a bit more initiative, would he have actively tried to harm you? And what was the result? Not only did you play tricks in business, but you also tried to take his life!"

Yan Tianhao, stung by the truth, said resentfully, "You just feel sorry for your own son!"

"Of course I feel sorry for my son! Your mother even took a knife to stab Ning Jiayou for you!" the old master said angrily.

Yan Tianhao was stunned, a flash of vengeful joy surging through his heart.

Seeing the slightly upturned corner of his mouth, the old master felt even more pained and disappointed. He said coldly, "Ning Jiayou is fine. Your mother has been arrested and is in prison."

Yan Tianhao stood frozen on the spot.

The old master let out a long sigh, his voice filled with anguish: "How did you turn out like this? Can't you just be content being the young master? Has the family ever shortchanged you in any way?"

"I want the Yan Corporation!" Yan Tianhao said, word by word. "That was originally mine! I saw it with my own eyes!"

Hearing him mention this for the second time, the old master asked suspiciously, "Where did you see it?"

"In a dream."

The old master was exasperated: "I think you've really gone mad! How can you take things in dreams seriously?"

"But I know it was real!"

"Possessed... you're truly possessed..." The old master simply couldn't understand Yan Tianhao's thinking. If it weren't for the fact that Yan Tianhao had previously tried multiple times to use insanity to escape judgment, only to be diagnosed as mentally sound, the old master might have considered applying for another psychiatric evaluation for him.

Feeling both pained and with a throbbing headache, he walked out of the prison, sat in the car thinking for a long time, and then instructed the driver to go to the Yan Corporation.

Ever since Yan Shuo took over the Yan Corporation, the old master hadn't been here for a very long time.

As soon as Zhou Ze received the report from the front desk, he was on high alert. He respectfully invited the old master into Yan Shuo's office and brewed him some tea: "President Yan's meeting will be over soon. Please wait here for a moment."

"I'm not in a hurry. Let him finish his work first. I'll just sit here by myself for a while." The old master waved his hand, signaling Zhou Ze to go back to work. He picked up his tea, walked to the window, and gazed out at the distant scenery.

This wasn't the office he used when he was in power at the Yan Corporation. The city had developed rapidly over the years, and from Yan Shuo's office, he could see the most beautiful cityscape in the Imperial Capital.

The old master had been looking for quite a while before Yan Shuo finished his meeting and returned to the office. "Something on your mind?"

Having thought it over just now, the old master put down his tea and said slowly, "I went to see Tianhao..."

"Does he still think I harmed him?" Yan Shuo asked.

The old master nodded, disappointed. "He also said he saw the future."

Yan Shuo's hand holding the pen paused. "What future?"

The old master sighed and first tried to prepare Yan Shuo: "Promise me you won't get angry when I tell you."

"Go ahead and say it," Yan Shuo said, already vaguely guessing what future Yan Tianhao was talking about.