Mu Wanqing raised her eyes and looked at the ward. Seeing that there were no female relatives inside, she knew it was inappropriate to go in, so she pursed her lips and waited quietly.
There was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and the high-heeled shoes rushed quickly.
Mu Wanqing glanced briefly and knew who it was.
Thinking of what happened last night, she didn't say hello to Lu Kejun.
Of course, people turned a blind eye to her.
"Godmother, how is grandpa? I just got the news and came right away from the studio." Lu Kejun stood still in a hurry and asked worriedly.
Jiang Lijuan looked at her goddaughter and smiled kindly, and said with relief: "Grandpa's condition is temporarily stable, but the situation is not good. The doctor is discussing the treatment plan with your godfather and the others."
Lu Kejun is dressed in tailor-made clothes, with exquisite makeup and perfect hairstyle. From head to toe, she exudes the luxury of a wealthy lady.
When the other members of the Wen family saw her, they all nodded and greeted her, and she responded with a smile.
After Jiang Lijuan finished speaking, her delicate face became even more worried, "I'll go in and see grandpa."
"Why--"
Jiang Lijuan hurriedly spoke out, but had no time to stop her.
Lu Kejun just opened the door and went in.
On the hospital bed, Mr. Wen, who had been ill for many days, was obviously thin and haggard.
When he saw a girl coming in, he thought it was Mu Wanqing and immediately turned to look over.
Unexpectedly, it was Lu Kejun.
"Grandpa, how are you? Do you feel better?" Lu Kejun held the old man's hand, tears fell instantly, and asked with a choked voice.
Wen Zhan looked at the woman, their eyes met, and their expressions were quite profound.
Mr. Wen nodded and said slowly: "I'm fine...you guys, don't worry."
Wen Zhan watched the woman cry and pulled a tissue from the bedside table and handed it over.
Lu Kejun took it and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhan."
Mr. Wen glanced at his favorite grandson and raised his hand: "Wen Zhan..."
"Grandpa, I'm here." The man immediately bent over and took the old man's skinny palm.
"Where's Qingqing...are you here?"
Lu Kejun's expression changed slightly, and he pursed his lips - the old man only cared about that ugly duckling.
Wen Zhan said: "Here he is, outside."
"Ask her to come in, I have something to say..."
"good."
Wen Zhan put the old man's hand back under the quilt, turned and walked towards the door of the ward.
Jiang Lijuan was slightly surprised when her son opened the door and came out: "Azhan, why..."
Before he finished speaking, his son looked at his daughter-in-law and lowered his chin: "Come in, grandpa is looking for you."
Mu Wanqing was stunned and pointed at herself, "Looking for me?"
Wen Zhan's face darkened, probably because he disliked her stupid look.
Seeing her husband's face sullen, Mu Wanqing made sure that she didn't mean anything wrong, and then hurried forward.
Wen Zhan took her hand, startling her and making her heart tighten.
However, before she had time to understand what this meant, the two of them had already reached the bedside.
"Grandpa, Wanqing is here."
When Mr. Wen saw his grandson's daughter-in-law, his face softened and he smiled slightly: "Girl...you have worked hard, taking care of two children, you can't sleep well...you look like you have lost weight again."
When Mu Wanqing looked at the old man's appearance, the first thing that came to her mind was the scene before her grandfather's death, and she burst into tears without saying a word.
Lu Kejun stood on the other side of the hospital bed and saw her crying without saying a word. He frowned and said, "Grandpa is talking to you. Why are you crying? Grandpa, isn't this good?"
Mu Wanqing didn't respond to her, or even look at her.
She just wiped her tears quickly, cheered up, and smiled on her face, "Grandpa, I'm not working hard. I have a confinement nanny and a servant at home. The two children are also very obedient. They sleep when they are full and wake up when they wake up." Playing, I really don’t have any hard work at all..."
Mr. Wen smiled and said, "Silly boy, being a mother is not hard work."
After finishing speaking, the old man raised his eyes to look at his grandson and said in a more serious tone, "Wen Zhan, you are a husband and a father. You must shoulder this responsibility well... otherwise, you will be ashamed of the ancestors of the Wen family."
Wen Zhan's expression was cold, but his attitude was respectful: "Grandpa, I will remember your words."
As soon as he finished speaking, his hand next to Mu Wanqing moved slightly and touched her. The latter immediately understood and said tacitly: "Grandpa, you can rest in peace and recuperate. A Zhan is very good to me, and the children are also very good." Okay, don’t worry.”
"Well, that's good..." Mr. Wen was satisfied and looked to the other side, "Kejun..."
Lu Kejun didn't expect that the old man would still notice him. With a smile on his face, he took the old man's hand again and said, "Grandpa, please tell me."
Mr. Wen calmed down and said in a low voice: "You and Xinchen...it's time to have a child. Only when this man becomes a father can he settle down and take on responsibilities. Only then can your little family be stable." …”
As soon as these words came out, Lu Kejun and Wen Zhan both looked a little embarrassed.
These words were obviously aimed at them.
Tell them to maintain their own families, and have a sense of boundaries when they get married. Don't mess around and end up making a mess.
Lu Kejun's face turned red and he couldn't help it, but he still pretended to be stupid and said with a smile: "Grandpa, don't worry, we have a plan. Please take care of yourself and name our child in the future."
"Okay, okay..." The old man nodded happily and raised his hand, "You guys can go about your business, you don't have to watch over me... I'm sleepy, let's take a nap..."
The old man closed his eyes, and people in the room began to exit one after another.
Wen Zhan's father Wen Jianghe looked at the crowd in the corridor, raised his hand and said, "Let's all disperse. The old man's condition is temporarily stable. He's fine."
Wen Zhan's cell phone rang, it was about the company.
After he answered the phone, he looked at Mu Wanqing: "Let's go back."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards Lu Kejun, telling the woman in front of his wife: "You should go and do it. Don't bother Xinchen. You don't have to come back."
Lu Kejun nodded: "Okay, I'll call him right now."
Wen Zhan didn't look back at his wife, and walked straight out with his long straight legs.
Mu Wanqing quickly followed.
When she passed by Lu Kejun, she originally planned not to give him a look, but unexpectedly he spoke first: "Don't get me wrong about what happened last night. It was a business event, and many people were present."
Mu Wanqing sneered in her heart, secretly thinking that Wen Zhan had really poor eyesight, so why did he fall in love with such a tea-smelling woman.
She responded calmly: "I didn't misunderstand. It's no secret that he likes you. In his heart, you are the only one worthy of the identity of Young Madam Wen."
Hearing this, Lu Kejun's proud and arrogant face suddenly became a little sad, and he said silently: "Fate plays tricks on people, I only regard him as my brother, and the person I love has always been Gu Xinchen."
"You should tell him this. Look at how painful it is for him. How exciting it is."
Mu Wanqing's too cold-blooded reply made Lu Kejun very dissatisfied. Her expression changed again, and she said angrily in a low voice: "You are husband and wife now. You should be nice to him instead of expecting him to be sad and miserable."
Mu Wanqing raised her eyes slightly: "Has Young Madam Gu preached enough?"
"You -" Lu Kejun was so angry at her attitude that he clenched his fists, endured it and simply let go and said, "As the young lady of the Wen family, you should also pay attention to your own image. How can Wen Zhan be called such a slovenly person?" Like you? Even looking at you makes me feel embarrassed!"
