Chapter 43: Vegetarian Wedding Ring

Got hung up.

Xie Peizhou's face darkened and he dialed again.

After being hung up for the third time, Mr. Xie understood everything and looked at him, "Did you have a fight with Xiaoci?"

"No."

Xie Peizhou lowered his eyes and looked at his phone. He didn't continue to dial, but sent a message to Wen Ci: [My dad wants to see you.]

As soon as the message was sent, the other party replied immediately: [I'm selling fruit at the supermarket downstairs, I'll be upstairs later.]

“…” As expected, she deliberately didn’t answer his call.

Xie Peizhou's heart felt like it was being squeezed.

It turns out that this is the painful feeling when the person you like deliberately hangs up on you.

In order to get Wen Ci back on the "right track", he didn't answer her calls for nearly half a month, but she called him countless times every day.

He was impatient at the time and thought she was quite "crazy".

Haha… people can’t even empathize with themselves from five years ago!

Now I realize that what he lost was a precious and passionate love because of moral constraints and the eyes of others.

When Wen Ci entered the ward carrying some fruit, Grandpa Xie and Xie Peizhou were still playing chess.

The moment he entered the room, Xie Peizhou glanced at her.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Wen Ci's body was not stiff. She ignored him and looked at the skinny old man with an oxygen tube on the hospital bed. She felt distressed and greeted him with a well-behaved smile.

Mr. Xie was now in a normal mood and smiled lovingly, "Xiao Ci is here."

"Um."

Wen Ci put down the fruit, worried that Grandpa Xie would notice something. As she walked towards the bed, she took the initiative to call out, "Uncle."

After a few seconds, Xie Peizhou said "hmm" lightly.

Mr. Xie laughed: "Are you having a fight?"

Wen Ci: “No.”

The old man's eyes moved between the two calm faces, "Really?"

Wen Ci nodded guiltily, "Really not, I'm the younger generation, how could I quarrel with my uncle?"

Hearing the word "generation", Xie Peizhou's heart ached again.

Back then, he used these two words to suppress Wen Ci.

"Since you're not arguing, why don't you two shake hands for me?"

In front of Mr. Xie, no matter how old they are, the two people in front of him are just children.

If you have a quarrel, just shake hands and make peace.

"Um."

Wen Ci didn't expect Xie Peizhou to take the initiative to extend a hand.

Looking at her hand in the air, the photo Xie Peizhou sent her in the morning and the scene last night that was more dreamlike than a dream suddenly appeared in her mind.

Before she could blush, her face turned pale.

Xie Peizhou's hands were cold, white, and slender, with distinct joints. He wore a platinum wedding ring on his ring finger in a low-key manner.

Wen Ci didn't move for a long time, so Mr. Xie called her, "Xiao Ci?"

Wen Ci came back to her senses, looked at Xie Peizhou's cold expression, and smiled bitterly, "Uncle, I should be the first to reach out. After all, I am the younger generation."

Xie Peizhou couldn't help but say coldly: "We are not related by blood, and you are not my junior in the true sense."

"Peizhou."

Mr. Xie's tone became more serious and he warned, "How can you say such angry words?"

"Although Xiaoci has no blood relationship with the Xie family, Old Man Wen and I are sworn brothers. Xiaoci has lived in the Xie family for five or six years. I have long regarded her as my own granddaughter. How can she not be your junior?"

"You are not my biological son?"

Xie Peizhou: "..."

"Don't say that again next time. Xiaoci will always be a member of the Xie family."

Old Master Xie looked at Wen Ci soothingly, afraid that she would be sad, and then looked at Xie Peizhou warningly.

Xiaoer is not such a restless person, what happened?

Wen Ci's face turned pale, and she took the initiative to smile and ease the situation. "Thank you, Grandpa. It's okay. I know my uncle was just joking with me. Although my uncle and I are not related by blood, in my heart, he will always be the closest and most respected uncle. That will never change in my life."

Xie Peizhou looked at Wen Ci and wanted to say something, but was stopped by his father's stern look.

Xie Peizhou pursed his lips and finally said nothing.

The old man is very weak now and can't stand any stimulation.

-

Wen Ci stayed in the ward for about half an hour.

I watched the father and son playing chess and peeled a plate of fruit for them.

The phone in my bag vibrated.

Xie Peizhou glanced at the sound and the three words "Chen Jinghe" jumped into his mind.

His eyes met Wen Ci's, who glanced away guiltily, holding the phone tightly and stood up, "Thank you, Grandpa. I'm going out to answer a call."

Mr. Xie concentrated on studying the chess game and waved his hand, "Go, Xiaoci."

Wen Ci walked out of the ward.

As soon as the door was closed, Xie Peizhou, who was sitting beside the bed, became restless, his mind full of what Chen Jinghe had said.

"——Uncle, I've liked Wen Ci since I was in school, and I confessed my feelings to her today. According to seniority, of course I should call you uncle."

"——Doctor Chen, are you and Miss Wen getting married soon?"

“——Haha, almost there.”

"——Chen Jinghe, are you willing to marry me?"

“…”

"General!"

The old man shouted weakly but excitedly.

Xie Peizhou felt like he was surrounded on all sides and had enemies at the gates, so he stood up suddenly.

Mr. Xie was stunned.

My son's face was full of tension and anxiety.

As he was about to die, he couldn't get involved in the affairs of the younger generation. He waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. I know you care about Xiaoci, but don't use the excuse that we're not related by blood. Even if you say it without any intention, it will still hurt the listener."

"Dad, I'm going out first."

Xie Peizhou responded randomly, turned around and rushed out.

-

Outside the door.

Wen Ci still answered Chen Jinghe's call.

In the corridor, after Xie Peizhou forcibly hung up the phone, Chen Jinghe called several more times.

Wen Ci didn't know how to respond, so she didn't answer. She just sent him an apology on WeChat, saying that he should just pretend she didn't say it.

"Wen Ci, even if your original intention of marrying me was not because you loved me, I am still willing to marry you. I really like you!"

When the call was connected, Chen Jinghe's excited confession came from the other end.

Wen Ci tightened her grip on the phone and said, "I'm sorry, forget it... I don't want to implicate you."

Chen Jinghe's voice was stiff. "Wen Ci, why let it go? What's the point of getting involved or not? I will treat Xiao Nian well after we get married..."

"That's not what I meant."

Wen Ci interrupted him and told him Xie Peizhou's threat, "I don't want to ruin your career."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Jinghe was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "In my heart, you are more important than my career."

"Your uncle is the largest shareholder of Jingya. He can fire me unconditionally. But so what? Can he make all the hospitals in the world refuse to hire me? Wen Ci, we can get married and then live in another city. I can give you and Xiao Nian a stable life."

The more Chen Jinghe said this, the more guilty Wen Ci felt. "It's not worth it for you."

"Whether it's worth it or not, it's not your calculations that count, it's my words that count."

"Wen Ci, you can reconsider. I will always be behind you. As long as you come back, I can get married with you immediately and help you fight for the custody of Nian Nian."

"——Doctor Chen, the patient..."

The nurse's hurried voice could be faintly heard from the other end of the phone.

Chen Jinghe said softly, "Wen Ci, the patient is in trouble. I'm going to hang up first. If you think of anything, call me anytime. I'll be waiting for you."

Chen Jinghe hung up the phone first.

About half a minute later, Wen Ci slowly took the phone from her ear after the call ended.

When she turned around, Xie Peizhou was standing coldly at the door of the ward, his deep and heartbroken eyes falling on her face.