After receiving the news, Leng Lingxiao understood it and immediately postponed coming to the hospital to deliver meals.
Tang Xiaowan, who had no idea about it, was holding the thermos box with a confused look on her face, and followed Leng Lingxiao's buttocks to ask: "Hey, classmate Huahua, let's go! Everything is packed, why aren't you leaving?"
"I have a stomachache. I need to go to the toilet."
"Oh, then go ahead."
In fact, Leng Lingxiao was not afraid of Li Zishen. He had never been afraid of anyone. He just didn't want Li Zishen to have the opportunity to come into contact with Tang Xiaowan.
As a man, this is also an instinctive reaction.
Time passed like this little by little, and it wasn't until he received another message from Wang Jinghui that Li Zishen had left the ward that Leng Lingxiao came out of the toilet leisurely.
Tang Xiaowan asked with concern: "Are you tired and a little constipated after running back and forth between your hospital and my hospital in the past two days?"
This question made Leng Lingxiao lose his composure and burst into laughter.
"That's not right, why are you laughing?"
"Yes, that's right. When you come back after delivering the meal, remember to give me a bowl of poached egg noodles. I'll be ready as soon as I eat the noodles you made, hahaha."
Tang Xiaowan nodded dubiously.
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On the other side, Nanfeng Mansion was immersed in a mixed atmosphere.
Wang Junchen came back from country Y.
As soon as the person stepped into Nanfeng Mansion, the housekeeper greeted him, saluted respectfully, and led the way.
"Master, you are finally back. A lot of things happened at home after you left." The housekeeper smiled and told Wang Junchen about the recent situation.
Wang Junchen nodded slightly and signaled the butler to continue. He had not been back for half a year.
"The master has been in the hospital recently to take care of an old woman who just moved into No. 66 Chunlei Street." The housekeeper said meaningfully, mixed with a sigh.
"Chunlei Street, No. 66?"
"Yes, the master sold that house, it seems it was in the spring."
"I don't even know!"
"This... Young Master, I have quite a lot of real estate, so I only found out about it a few days ago."
After hearing what the housekeeper said, Wang Junchen frowned, and anger suddenly emerged in his heart. He asked coldly: "What is that old lady's name? Why should I go to the hospital to take care of her?"
Seeing Wang Junchen's serious expression, the housekeeper felt a little uneasy, and quickly and cautiously replied: "She is from Qingcheng, her name is Tang Mei. The master seems to have a very good relationship with her. He has been in the hospital for the past two days, saying he fainted due to hypoglycemia, and happened to be The master bumped into me."
After finishing his words, Wang Junchen's mouth moved slightly, and then he said coldly: "What a coincidence!"
Seeing Wang Junchen's gloomy expression, the housekeeper felt a little worried, fearing that something might happen, so he hurriedly explained: "Master, don't worry too much. I have always been very warm-hearted. Maybe he sympathizes with others, so..."
"Go prepare something to eat, I'm hungry."
"Yes, Master."
Immediately, the housekeeper left quickly, but Wang Junchen became more and more angry as he thought about it, so he picked up the phone angrily.
The call was quickly connected, and Wang Jinghui's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Junchen, are you already home? Have you eaten?"
"Dad, where are you?"
"An old friend is sick. I'm taking care of her in the hospital and keeping her company."
"She's an old woman, right? I heard she's about the same age as you, and she bought our house on Chunlei Street? Are you looking for an ancestor to support you at home?" Wang Junchen said angrily.
"Look, kid, what are you talking about? Tang Mei is a very tasteful lady. You will know when you meet her later."
"Dad, I'm not a three-year-old child. How many have you found over the years? Every time you look for someone to look like my mother, there are seven or eight of them if not ten."
The conflict between Wang Junchen and his father Wang Jinghui has been around for a long time.
25 years ago, the young and energetic Wang Junchen insisted on marrying the helpless Ye Wanhua. Wang Jinghui believed that Ye Wanhua was ignorant of all questions and her identity was unknown, and he was afraid that she was specifically trying to defraud money, so he was firmly opposed to them being together.
So, the couple went to country Y to settle down.
Although Wang Junchen has left Huangcheng, he still harbors resentment towards his father. When he returned from country Y this time, he heard that his father was actually taking care of his old lady in the hospital. This made him even more angry and felt ashamed of his deceased mother.
Therefore, when Wang Junchen called his father angrily, he was completely unaware of how bad his attitude was.
"Junchen, I hope you can respect your father and your mother... In fact, Ms. Tang Mei is also very good. I would like to introduce you to her if I have the opportunity."
"Okay, can Ah Hua come back?" Wang Junchen asked with raised eyebrows.
"Didn't Dad say it a few years ago? He has already admitted that she, as his daughter-in-law, can come back at any time. Nanfeng Mansion will always open its door to her."
"But you didn't say it yourself."
"Okay, I'll call later."
"You'd better keep your word."
Wang Junchen hung up the phone angrily, feeling sorry for his wife and mother.
After pacing back and forth, he sat on the sofa with a frown, feeling that he should do something to prevent what was about to happen.
At this time, the butler came over with tea and lowered his voice and said: "Master, in fact, it has been difficult for me to be alone these past few years, and my health is not as good as before."
Wang Junchen took a sip of tea and then waved his hand, indicating that he wanted to stay alone for a while.
As a son, of course he knows better than anyone else that his father has put a lot of effort into the company over the years, but despite this, he still cannot accept his father's ridiculous behavior.
A few minutes later, the phone rang.
Wang Junchen picked it up and saw that it was his wife Ye Wanhua calling from Country Y.
"Ahua, what's wrong?"
"Ajun, my dad suddenly called me just now and told me to return to China immediately and book a flight ticket back to Huangcheng."
"Unexpectedly, he actually hit me!" Wang Junchen felt a little comfort in his heart.
"Well, Dad's attitude is very gentle this time. I think Dad seems to have changed a lot. I feel very happy, very happy." Ye Wanhua said softly.
Wang Junchen felt very excited after hearing this.
He knew that he had always had a bad attitude towards his father. In fact, he also understood that his father's opposition to their marriage was for his own good.
Now, since his father has changed, he should let go of his resentment and choose reconciliation.
But when he thought that this was in exchange for Tang Mei's affairs, he immediately frowned again, thinking that his father did not sincerely accept his wife.
"Ahua, book the earliest flight ticket."
"Tomorrow, the company still has some things to deal with. I'll go back as soon as I'm done."
"Put the rest aside first. Tomorrow night at six o'clock, Jiang's family will have a charity reception. I want to take you there with me, so... book your flight now."
Ye Wanhua frowned and said, "Oh, okay."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Junchen had mixed feelings in his heart, and then secretly vowed that he must make up for all his wife's regrets when he comes back this time.
