She sent the email with the intention of giving it a try, and they actually responded.
But they didn't have much contact, except that when New Year's Day came every year, he would send a New Year's greeting and attach some photos of foreign scenery or landmarks.
Mu Wanqing was quite yearning for it, but unfortunately she didn't have the capital or opportunity to go abroad.
Thinking about her narrow life circle, she couldn't help sighing, and she felt more and more that this marriage was a prison.
She now has a sense of awakening freedom.
I want to get a divorce, I want to leave Chongcheng, I want to work, I want to make money, make a lot of money.
Then go to different places, meet different people, and enjoy different scenery.
She wanted to spread the pain and suffering she had suffered over the years with the wind on the way to healing herself.
Her thoughts were racing, and she didn't even notice her phone ringing in her bag, but a girl next to her reminded her that your phone was ringing.
She was startled, came to her senses, and took out her cell phone from her bag.
Taking a closer look, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his face looked hesitant.
Wen Zhan.
They haven't contacted each other in the past two days.
But she knew that every move she made was definitely controlled by him. Even if she deliberately left Yi Hang alone, he would still find a way to find out.
I'm calling now. Are you back from a business trip?
Thinking of this, Mu Wanqing's hesitant and anxious mind suddenly became nervous. After calming down, she swiped the screen and put the phone to her ear, "Hey..."
"What are you doing, taking so long to answer the phone?" Wen Zhan's deep and unhappy voice came immediately, accusingly.
He thought that this woman was still dating her mistress and deliberately didn't want to answer his call when she saw it, so she had a bad attitude.
Mu Wanqing was stunned by his inexplicable anger, and her heart suddenly became rebellious, "Who is so free, watching the phone every day, and answering the phone as soon as possible?"
"Ha! You are busy with multiple tasks, so of course you have no time."
Mu Wanqing naturally heard something in these words, but before she could refute and question, she suddenly said: "Grandpa is critically ill, I don't care where you are, rush to the hospital as quickly as possible!"
"What? Grandpa is critically ill?" Mu Wanqing's mind buzzed, and she became extremely panicked.
Not caring about the man's cold and excessive attitude, she stood up and looked at the itinerary in the carriage, "I...I'm on the subway. I'll transfer to the hospital right away! Right now!"
Before he finished speaking, his voice was already filled with tears.
Just in time, the subway stopped at a stop. She rushed out of the subway station in a hurry, stopped the car and went straight to the hospital.
Wen Zhan heard that she was on the subway and wanted to ask her where she was and see if he could make an appointment to take her with him.
Unexpectedly, there was a lot of rustling and noise on her side, and then the line was disconnected.
When he left the restaurant just now, he deliberately glanced at that location - she and the man had already left after eating.
Are you on the subway now, are you going on a date somewhere else?
Thinking of this, the feeling of cuckolding on his head made him feel heartbroken and suffocated. He clutched his cell phone and gave up the urge to call her again, and only urged his assistant to drive faster.
Mu Wanqing rushed to the hospital in a hurry and only realized what she was doing when she got into the elevator.
Is Wen Zhan back from a business trip?
Or did he not reply and inform her when he got the news, asking her to rush over to see her grandfather for the last time?
Before she had time to think clearly, the elevator door opened, and she pushed through the crowd and rushed to the ward.
Sure enough, the ward door was open, and dozens of people from the Wen family blocked the door from inside.
Hearing the noise, everyone turned to look at her with contempt, contempt or complaint in their eyes.
Apparently she was late.
"What are you still doing? Come here quickly!" Wen Zhan, who was beside the hospital bed, saw her arriving late and shouted.
She cheered up, wiped her scarlet eyes, and hurried forward.
Mr. Wen is on his deathbed.
The medical team originally wanted to drag him to the operating room for intubation, so that he might be able to survive for a few more days, but he refused.
The old man has already understood life and death, and he no longer wants to undergo excessive treatment, nor does he want to live like this without dignity.
He refused to be intubated and rescued, but just told the children to come over so that he could take a closer look.
After just one look, he felt free to go to another place to accompany his wife and old friends.
Wen Zhan stood on the innermost floor. Surrounding the hospital bed with him were his father, uncle, and his two cousins Wen Lei and Wen Yan.
The female family members all accompany their husbands.
Only Mu Wanqing, Wen Zhan stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the old man.
This move immediately aroused dissatisfaction among everyone present.
But what surprised them even more was that when the old man saw Mu Wanqing, he tried to look kinder, raised his fingers extremely weakly, and said with difficulty: "You... all go out, don't be sad... I'm going to enjoy myself." , no longer... need to suffer this pain... you two... stay..."
This "you two" obviously refers to Wen Zhan and Mu Wanqing.
Everyone was even more shocked!
The men didn't say anything, but the women muttered when they turned around: "The old man is really sick and confused... He didn't even say a word to his own grandson, leaving a stranger alone."
"Hey, tell me...did the old man secretly leave her another property?"
"Ah? This can't be true? Didn't it mean that the old man changed his will and left her a share? It was written in black and white at the lawyer's place, and he secretly gave it to her again?"
"It's hard to say, the old man is partial..."
"That's enough! Aren't you embarrassed to say these words?" Uncle Wen heard them muttering and scolded them in a low voice. Then the female family members stopped talking and went out in despair.
Wen Zhan and Mu Wanqing were the only two people left beside the hospital bed.
"Girl..."
"Grandpa..." Mu Wanqing knelt down with a pop, tears welling up in her eyes.
The pain in her heart was indescribable. Another person in this world who truly loved her was about to leave.
"Don't cry..." The old man comforted her, but unfortunately he could no longer lift his hand.
Wen Zhan came closer, took Grandpa's hand and squeezed it tightly, his eyes were also scarlet and filled with tears.
"Azhan... Promise Grandpa one thing -" The old man closed his eyes and breathed hard, and his pronunciation became increasingly difficult.
"Grandpa, tell me, I will definitely agree!" Wen Zhan gritted his teeth secretly, the pain in his heart was overwhelming, but he didn't want to show it all.
Grandpa didn't want them to be sad and miserable. He had to let the old man leave in peace and contentment.
"Since...you don't love...Xiaoqing, just...let her go...children, follow you first...and later, if she...has the ability to raise...she...is willing... ... Just let the children... follow her... She is a girl... without relatives... it is not easy, you... don't make it difficult, she..."
Wen Zhan's expression suddenly tightened, and he lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman kneeling beside the bed, and his heart continued to tremble with shock.
He never expected that while he was on a business trip for a few days, this woman would actually be able to convince the old man and force him to agree to a divorce.
I really underestimated her!
