"Oh, you're absolutely right." Le Yao smiled. "He really is busy day and night."

He Rong looked at Le Yao with disbelief. How could this woman be even better at lying through her teeth than he was?

“But Miss He, A-Jue and I are husband and wife, and husband and wife are one.” Le Yao looked at He Rong. “When I come to see you, I represent him, so please don’t take it to heart.”

"How can they be the same?" He Rong's voice suddenly rose a little.

Le Yao was taken aback; this reaction was a bit too strong.

"What I mean is, he's the one I gave birth to. I'm sick, and he doesn't even come to see me?" He Rong quickly lowered her voice again. "Oh dear, why is my life so miserable? Cough cough..." As she spoke, she actually started crying, accompanied by incessant coughing.

Le Yao didn't say anything, just watched He Rong cry. In the end, she even pulled up a chair, sat down, took an apple from the table, pulled down her mask, and started eating it.

The VIP wards are equipped with fruit and snacks.

He Rong cried for a long time, only to find that the other person not only didn't try to comfort her, but was also munching on an apple. She immediately felt even worse, wiping away her tears and saying, "How can you be like this?"

"So what do you want me to do?" Le Yao took another bite of her apple. "The doctor said you need to rest, but judging from your condition, you don't plan to rest. So why don't you just cry it out? Maybe you'll feel better after crying. Then you won't even need an IV drip, and you can save some medicine."

“You…” He Rong was speechless with anger.

Le Yao smiled, then took another bite of her apple. She was always a professional at roasting people; if she weren't A-Jue's biological mother, she could have been even more scathing.

“I no longer acknowledge you as my daughter-in-law. Return the family heirloom jade pendant that belongs to us.”

“Miss He, do you think this is child’s play?” Le Yao laughed. “Nangong Jue and I got our marriage certificate on the plane, which is protected by law… By the way, you’ve never actually gotten a marriage certificate with a man in your life, so it’s not protected by law. It’s normal that you don’t understand…”

"Han Binglan!" He Rong roared in anger, sitting up abruptly. "Cough cough...you bastard."

Le Yao threw the apple core into the trash can and pulled her mask up. "You sound very confident. It seems like nothing's wrong, so I'm relieved." She stood up and said, "I'll head back now. You should get some rest. Oh, and I should tell you, once something's in my hands, there's no going back. I might even block the windows." Then she turned and walked out.

"You...cough cough..." He Rong was so angry that she wanted to curse, but since she already had pneumonia, she started coughing violently and it took her a long time to calm down.

After Le Yao left, she informed Uncle Bai: "Find someone to take good care of Miss He. Let her eat and drink whatever she wants, as long as it's available, don't worry about spending money, but she can't be discharged from the hospital."

"Young Madam, don't worry." Uncle Bai nodded. "I'll make the arrangements right away."

Le Yao then notified Yuan Bin to stay and keep an eye on any unusual situations before leaving the hospital. However, she did not return to Longting but went to Zeyu Garden instead.

The bedroom of He Rong is on the first floor of Zeyu Garden, and she is not allowed to go up to the second floor.