Chapter 285 Mr. Nan's Lingering Affection

Wei Chizheng would never say to his son, "Your mother is going to remarry and doesn't want him or them anymore," right?

Even if it were true, Wei Chizheng would still maintain Xie Nanzhi's image in the children's eyes.

Wei Chizheng didn't elaborate, saying, "It's because of some differences in our philosophies."

Nianchi nodded.

It seems he doesn't want to talk about it, so there's no need to pry.

But given Wei Chizheng's personality, if it's just a minor tiff, even if it's his mother's fault, he'll eagerly look for faults in himself and use psychological manipulation to make himself apologize.

Judging from the interaction just now, Mommy was obviously guilty. Wei Chizheng had a tense face and no intention of easing the tension, which was enough to prove that Mommy had crossed his bottom line.

Nianchi pondered for a moment, then added, "Daddy, you must never forget that Mommy gave birth to two adorable babies for you, even though she thought you were already dead. That's something not everyone can do. Just for that, Mommy has a 'get-out-of-jail-free card'."

Wei Chizheng looked at his son with a somewhat shocked expression.

He doesn't seem to understand life as well as a four-year-old.

He smiled and said, "Nianchi, I think you have a point."

Nian Chi gave a haughty snort, "Yes, of course that makes sense, after all, an outsider sees things more clearly."

At this moment, Nianzheng's hair was combed.

She wore a beautiful Elsa princess dress, and Xie Nanzhi styled her hair into a pretty princess updo, adorned with a crystal crown. Her sweet smile was even more beautiful than the real Elsa princess in the animation.

The little one bounced over to show off her dress, her bright eyes full of anticipation. "Daddy, isn't my dress pretty? It's a birthday present Grandma gave me this year!"

Wei Chizheng dotes on his daughter, bending down to pick up the little princess, saying, "Grandma has such good taste; our Nianzheng is just like a princess."

Nianzheng smiled broadly in Wei Chizheng's arms, pointing to the crystal crown on her head, "Daddy, this crystal crown is a gift from Mommy, isn't it beautiful too?"

The crown, inlaid with crystals, sparkled brightly, with the largest diamond in the center being the size of a fingernail; it was clearly very valuable.

Wei Chizheng smiled, his face full of doting affection, "It looks beautiful. Mommy has the same good taste as Grandma."

Nianzheng smiled, revealing a set of neat, white teeth. "Daddy, could you please thank Mommy for me and give her a kiss?"

Wei Chizheng's gaze slowly turned to Xie Nanzhi, who seemed somewhat anxious, her hand gripping the bag tightly.

The next second, the man's handsome face came closer. He leaned down slightly and placed a kiss on Xie Nanzhi's cheek. "Thank you."

His deep, sexy voice was like a grassland swept by the wind. Xie Nanzhi blushed, lowered her head, and held her son's hand. "Let's go."

The family of four went out, and with two children present, the atmosphere improved slightly.

When they arrived at the hospital, the two little ones chattered incessantly around Wang Shufen, who kept smiling from ear to ear.

Just then, Mu Lin found Wei Chizheng and said, "Second Master, Pei Jingchuan and Jian Yao got their marriage certificate yesterday."

Wei Chizheng stood against the wall, his eyes were dark brown, his pupils like obsidian soaked in warm water. His gaze fell on me slowly and steadily, carrying a power that could calm one's mind.

Upon hearing this, he glanced to the side and saw Xie Nanzhi standing there.

He composed himself, his thick eyelashes casting a soft shadow under his eyes as they drooped, leaving a gentle impression.

"Come and listen."

Xie Nanzhi did not refuse and took a few steps forward.

Seeing this, Mu Lin said, "Sister-in-law, Pei Jingchuan and Jian Yao went to get their marriage certificate yesterday. It seems that he has finally come to his senses."

"Oh, by the way, Jian Yao is pregnant. You didn't know that, did you? I suppose Pei Jingchuan will marry her for the child in her belly."

"Anyway, it's a good thing for us. Hey, sister-in-law, you look a little unhappy."

Even Mu Lin didn't know that she was going to get a marriage certificate with Pei Jingchuan.

Xie Nanzhi instinctively looked at Pei Jingchuan, who was completely at ease, and his gaze returned hers with the same open and honest expression.

Then, Wei Chizheng sneered, "Is President Nan still harboring feelings for you?"

Mu Lin was taken aback.

I was stunned.

What's going on? Second Master's tone and expression?

It's not just simple jealousy.

not good.

This place is not safe to stay any longer; let's leave now.

Mu Lin chuckled, "Second Master, Sister-in-law, I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. Give me a call if you need anything, I'll be there anytime."

He spoke while backing away.

After saying that, he ran off.

In open areas, few people usually come.

Wei Chizheng leaned lazily against the wall, his posture unchanged, as he flicked the lighter on and off, the blue flame flashing intermittently.

He looked at her with that nonchalant air, as if trying to see something in her eyes.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Wei Chizheng's attitude gradually cooled down. "Yesterday, President Nan wasn't allowed to be the bride. Is President Nan unhappy about that?"

He clearly knows everything; he's just saying this to deliberately annoy her.

Xie Nanzhi felt uneasy and thought that he was rather boring.

Without saying a word, she turned and left.

Suddenly, Wei Chizheng's face turned completely dark.

Seeing her walk away, Wei Chi was furious and his right fist slammed into the snow-white wall with a whoosh.

With a muffled "bang," the wall trembled. The dull pain of his finger bone hitting a hard surface crept up his arm, but he seemed oblivious. He pressed his knuckles against the crack in the wall and ground them hard, until his fingertips instantly turned a glaring red.

A suppressed gasp escaped from his throat; it wasn't from pain, but from the anger stuck in his chest with nowhere to go.

The veins on his forehead throbbed, and his pupils seemed to be filled with a dark fire, but he didn't burn anyone; he only pounded his own fist.

The second punch landed harder, the knuckles turned white, the veins on the back of the hand bulged like earthworms, and a blurry bloodstain was clearly imprinted on the wall.

He stood there against the wall, his gaze fixed on the direction Xie Nanzhi had left in.

His profile was taut like a fully drawn bow, his jawline was clenched into a hard arc, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Only when blood seeped through his fingers and trickled down the crack in the wall did he slowly release his grip. Looking at the glaring red, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed back the curse that was on the tip of his tongue, letting out a deep, bloody sigh.

Xie Nanzhi returned to the ward as if nothing had happened, occasionally chatting with Wang Shufen and sometimes gazing out the window in deep thought.

She didn't know what she was thinking; her mind was a jumbled mess.

I finally understand what it means to be entangled in a mess.

At noon, Wei Chizheng received a phone call and left the hospital. While Wang Shufen was taking a nap, Xie Nanzhi had someone send the two children home.

She stayed by Wang Shufen's side the whole time.

Around 1 p.m., someone knocked on the ward door.

Xie Nanzhi went to open the door, and there stood Jin Moli with a fruit basket, smiling.