"Yantingsong, think about it, you are really pathetic." Shen Meiling sighed, "You have loved her for so many years, but in her eyes, you are worse than a bastard!"
Yan Tingsong looked calm, "Where is she?"
"Why should I tell you?" Shen Meiling sneered, "You really want to find it, how could you not find it after so many years?"
Yan Tingsong really didn't think about finding the child at first.
Later, seeing Song Qinghe's health deteriorating, with the goal of fulfilling her last wish, she began to search for her in the name of his illegitimate daughter.
But as time goes by, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Shen Meiling stood up and looked at the surrounding environment, "It's not bad, it looks like a home here, but it's a pity that the people living in it are neither fish nor fowl."
Shen Meiling looked at Yan Tingsong with disdain, "You can't live a good life with a wife and a son, but you have to come to raise a woman. In the end, it's nothing but a basket of water!"
Yan Tingsong looked calm, and his voice was not loud, but he was very determined, "Qinghe and I will definitely hold a wedding."
Shen Meiling smiled sarcastically, "Then you might as well ask her, does she dare? Yan Tingsong has ruined my life, and you still want to achieve perfection? Stop dreaming!"
Shen Meiling left the villa with a group of people.
When she came out of the villa, she saw Yan Wenzhou at the door.
Yan Wenzhou leaned against the car, with a few cigarette butts scattered on the ground. He had obviously been waiting for a while.
Shen Meiling gave him a cold look, "Are you waiting for me or Yu Wei?"
Yan Wenzhou stood up straight.
Shen Meiling continued: "How about I be kind and go in and tell Yu Wei that Song Qinghe is her biological mother. Maybe she can call Song Qinghe mom before she dies."
Yan Wenzhou threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stubbed it out.
"By the way, tell her that her biological father..."
"Mr. Shen." Yan Wenzhou interrupted her, his voice cold and distant, "Everything is done in moderation."
Shen Meiling looked at him deeply and said, "If you really like her, keep her outside. Your dad has raised her for so many years anyway. As for the candidate for Mrs. Yan, I have my own arrangements."
Shen Meiling got into the car and left.
Yan Wenzhou looked at the villa in front of him, took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and dialed Yu Wei's number.
Yu Wei was just about to fall asleep when she saw the caller ID and instantly lost her sleepiness.
After she left the villa that day, the two of them had not contacted each other.
Yu Wei hesitated for a moment. Just as she was about to connect, the phone went silent. She put the phone to her hand and waited quietly for a while.
The phone never rang again.
I wanted to call him back, but I didn't know what to say.
She is the one who should be angry, why can't he be more patient?
Yu Wei looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, and her eyes felt a little sore. She held it back, she didn't understand, could love mixed with calculation really still be considered love?
Yu Wei fell asleep in a daze and woke up at noon.
She entered the treatment room, and Song Qinghe showed no signs of waking up.
Yan Tingsong came in holding a six-inch birthday cake. The cake looked a bit ugly.
He sat beside the hospital bed and put the cake aside, "Qinghe, I promise you, there won't be a wedding today, but today is also your birthday. I made the birthday cake for you with my own hands. Can you wake up and blow out the candles? ?”
He held Song Qinghe's hand and buried his face in her hand, "As long as you wake up, I will listen to you in everything."
Yu Wei quietly exited the treatment room. She took out her mobile phone. It was still quiet. Why was he making that call? Just to upset her?
At night, the golden years box.
Gu Tingsen looked at the man who was drinking heavily and said, "If you don't hug your wife at night, why are you arguing with the wine here? Did you have a quarrel?"
Yan Wenzhou took another sip of wine, "Am I despicable?"
Gu Tingsen looked at him speechlessly, "How do you want me to answer you? Telling the truth is very emotional."
Yan Wenzhou sneered, "I also think I'm despicable."
The two Gu Tingsen brothers put their hands on his shoulders kindly, "It's okay. The most important thing in people is self-awareness. You know that you are despicable, which proves that the problem is not big."
Yan Wenzhou took another sip of wine.
Gu Tingsen lowered his voice and said, "I didn't dare to ask Meng Zhiyao about the things you asked me to inquire about, but I also found out for you that Meng Hechuan is indeed ill, and it's quite serious."
Yan Wenzhou's heart tightened when he thought of Yu Wei crying uncontrollably.
"If you were a woman, me or him, who would you choose?"
Gu Tingsen touched his chin, "You're not going to quarrel with Yu Wei because of Meng Hechuan, are you?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, Gu Tingsen was a little confused, "How long has it been since the incident between her and Meng Hechuan? Is it possible that Yu Wei wants to go back to find him because Meng Hechuan is sick?"
Yan Wenzhou drank all the wine in the cup.
"I don't think so." Gu Tingsen said seriously, "Although I don't have much contact with Yu Wei, based on the things you did back then, since she can forgive you, she must have made up her mind."
Gu Tingsen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Have some confidence in yourself. If I were a woman, I would definitely choose you."
Yan Wenzhou pushed his hand away and poured wine one glass at a time.
When Yu Wei received Gu Tingsen's call, she was packing her things in the clinic and preparing to return to the Mid-Levels Villa.
She called Yan Tingsong and asked the driver to take her to the golden years.
As soon as he entered the box, Gu Tingsen waved to her, as if he saw a life-saving straw, "If you have to drink, you can't stop him. The way he drinks, he will get drunk even if he is a cow."
Gu Tingsen said, helping to lift the person up and carry him all the way to the car. After closing the door, Gu Tingsen breathed a sigh of relief. This is all my brother can do to help you.
Yan Wenzhou closed his eyes, frowned, and looked a little uncomfortable.
Yu Wei originally wanted to ignore him, but not long after getting in the car, he fell over and rested his head on her lap.
She patted his cheek and said, "Yan Wenzhou?"
Seeing that he still had his eyes closed and looked very uncomfortable, Yu Wei stretched out her hand to massage and relax his scalp.
He was drunk, so she relaxed and didn't have to think about what kind of expression she should use to face him.
My eyes fell on his stern face, and it turned out that his eyelashes were so long.
In fact, his eyes are also very beautiful, especially when he smiles.
When they first got married, she was actually a little afraid of him and rarely looked directly into his eyes, because his eyes were always full of coldness and alienation, even when he was doing the most intimate things with her.
Why on earth, if you want a divorce, you have to force me to abort the child and get a divorce? If you want me, you can destroy everything I dream of without caring about it.
"Yan Wenzhou, I really hate you." Yu Wei looked out the car window, her voice sour, "But I also really like you."
Tears fell on Yan Wenzhou's face, as if falling on his heart, causing pain like needle pricks.
When they arrived at the villa, the driver helped Yu Wei carry Yan Wenzhou to the bedroom.
Yu Wei helped him take off his clothes and shoes, and then wiped his body with a towel. She wanted to cover him with a quilt, but he grabbed her hand and held her in her arms.
Yu Wei was so angry that she punched him, "Yan Wenzhou, I knew you were pretending to be drunk!"
