Chapter 50

He's getting married soon.

After making a call to Butler Lü, He Qingzhao was about to head to the airport when he received a call from He Rong'an. The old man had collapsed due to high blood pressure and was rushed to the emergency room; his condition was not optimistic.

With her grandfather seriously ill and hospitalized, He Qingzhao was unable to leave and had to ask Butler Lü to cancel her flight.

After more than two hours of emergency treatment, Mr. He was out of danger and was transferred to a high-end VIP ward to recuperate.

He Qingzhao stayed at the hospital until 5 a.m., and only left the hospital when He Zongxun came to relieve him.

He Jingyang followed He Qingzhao, and the two brothers walked out of the outpatient building together.

Upon reaching the parking lot, He Qingzhao took out his phone to call Cheng Jiamo, but the call was already busy.

He messaged her, but a red exclamation mark popped up, indicating: "[You are not yet his/her friend.]"

It's obvious that Cheng Jiamo deleted him, and her phone number was probably blacklisted as well.

Seeing the glaring red exclamation mark, He Qingzhao burst out laughing in anger.

This girl is really decisive; she broke up with him as soon as she said she would, and immediately deleted him afterward.

He Jingyang saw He Qingzhao laugh inexplicably, and the laugh was particularly eerie. He asked worriedly, "Brother, what happened?"

He Qingzhao said coldly, "It's nothing, you can go back."

He Jingyang asked, "What about you? Are you going back to the old house or your own place?"

He Qingzhao: "Go back to my own place."

The two brothers got into their own cars and drove away from the hospital.

Lucheng County Hospital.

Five hours earlier, at midnight, Cheng Jiamo got up to go to the toilet after finishing her IV drip.

Li Zhuyue quickly helped her up: "Are you feeling better now?"

As she spoke, Li Zhuyue reached out and touched her forehead; it was no longer hot.

Cheng Jiamo smiled and said, "I'm much better, but I feel weak all over."

Li Zhuyue: "You must be weak if you haven't eaten. What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

Cheng Jiamo shook her head: "I don't want to eat now, I'll buy it after dawn."

Li Zhuyue picked up her phone and glanced at the time. It was 12:30 a.m. There was nothing she could buy now except bread and biscuits at a 24-hour convenience store. She couldn't buy fresh hot porridge or steamed buns at all.

"Alright, you should go to sleep soon. When you wake up, it will be dawn, and then I'll go out and buy you some hot porridge."

After using the restroom, Cheng Jiamo continued to lie on the hospital bed.

Li Zhuyue sat next to him and casually scrolled through her WeChat Moments a few times. Suddenly, she saw He Lin's post. She clicked on the photo to enlarge it and saw that there was a particularly handsome man in the picture.

"Wow!" she exclaimed. "That guy is so handsome! I wonder if he's one of Director He's newly signed artists?"

Cheng Jiamo wasn't interested in these things and didn't respond.

Looking at the aloof and noble-looking man in the photo, Li Zhuyue really wanted to share it with Cheng Jiamo, so she held her phone up to her: "Look, isn't he incredibly handsome?"

In the photo, He Qingzhao is sitting on the sofa with a cigarette between his two fingers, looking dashing. A girl with a large chest, a slim waist, fair skin, and a beautiful face, wearing a school uniform, is leaning against the armrest of the sofa where he is sitting. She is very close to him, and her hair is wrapped around his shoulder.

Cheng Jiamo glanced at the photo indifferently, then turned around expressionlessly, her back to Li Zhuyue.

Seeing that she wasn't interested, Li Zhuyue stopped talking.

Cheng Jiamo felt a pang of sadness, a tightness in her chest, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced them back.

She was the one who initiated the breakup, yet she was also the one who suffered afterwards. In contrast, He Qingzhao didn't seem to care at all, continuing to frequent those glamorous places and living the life of an upper-class playboy.

Sure enough, in this relationship, no matter how long it lasted before they broke up, she was the one who would ultimately get hurt.

Cheng Jiamo was very fortunate that she broke up with him in time; if it had dragged on any longer, her illness might have been more than just a simple matter.

She reached for her phone, scrolled through her contacts, and blacklisted all of He Qingzhao's numbers. Then she opened WeChat and deleted his account.

Li Zhuyue was scrolling through her WeChat Moments when she suddenly received a message from He Lin.

Director He: [Are you still in the hospital?]

Li Zhuyue replied: 【Yes, Director He.】

After replying to the message, she looked up at Cheng Jiamo and asked, "Jiamo, do you know He Lin?"

Cheng Jiamo stiffened: "We've met a few times, but we're not close and have never spoken."

Li Zhuyue asked in surprise, "How do you know He Lin?"

Cheng Jiamo didn't hide anything: "I was with his cousin, He Qingzhao."

Li Zhuyue: "..."

-

He Qingzhao slept in a half-awake state until two o'clock in the afternoon. When he got up, he felt dizzy and lightheaded, and his throat burned.

He was also sick, but he didn't pay attention to it. After taking a shower, he ate something casually and rushed to the company for a meeting without even taking any medicine.

Sitting in the car on his way to the company, he texted He Lin: [How is she?]

After a while, He Lin replied: [Who is Big Brother asking about?]

HE: [Cheng Jiamo.]

HL: [I'm fine, I've already been discharged from the hospital.]

He Qingzhao didn't reply to the message. He threw his phone onto the seat and leaned back against it.

HL: [Since you're so worried, why don't you ask her yourself?]

He Qingzhao glanced at his phone but still didn't reply.

For the next three days, He Qingzhao shuttled between the hospital and the company until Grandpa He's condition was completely stable.

On Saturday, he was preparing to go to Lucheng again, and he had already booked his plane ticket, but he received a call from He Rong'an, asking him to come over.

He Qingzhao said impatiently, "I have something to do, I don't have time to go to your place."

He Rong'an: "Come here, I have something very important to discuss with you."

The flight was at 2 PM, and it was 10 AM now, so it was still early. He Qingzhao drove to He Rong'an's residence.

The silver Bentley pulled up to the gate of the compound, the window rolled down halfway, and the guards, seeing that the person inside was He Qingzhao, didn't hesitate for a second and respectfully let him in.

Normally, He Qingzhao would have joked around with a few words, but today he wasn't in the mood. He stepped on the gas and drove quickly into the yard.

-

He Rong'an is 54 years old this year, which is not considered old for a cadre, and he still has a lot of room for advancement.

He Rong'an's current wife is thirty-eight years old, which is quite young.

Mrs. He, a young woman, was diagnosed with pregnancy three days ago and is already more than two months along.

He Rong'an didn't want this child. He had no desire for offspring and never believed that having many children necessarily brought good fortune. Besides, he was already over fifty, and his eldest son was almost thirty. Having another child would only cause trouble for the family.

All he wants now is peace and tranquility at home so that his career can proceed more smoothly and achieve further progress.

No man is immune to the lust for power, especially in middle age.

He Rong'an's lust for power surpassed everything else.

So this child can't be kept, but even if it can't be kept, it must have some value.

He Rong'an took the pregnancy test results out of his briefcase and placed them on the coffee table in the living room. Then he returned to his study and waited for He Qingzhao to arrive.

He Qingzhao walked into the living room and, sure enough, saw the pregnancy test results on the coffee table at a glance.

His brow twitched, and he hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up.

After reading it, he gripped the pregnancy test results tightly with a cold face, his anger almost bursting out like lava.

He Qingzhao clutched the pregnancy test results and went to find He Rong'an. As she walked to the study door, she heard He Rong'an's voice: "The child cannot be kept; now is not the time."

He Qingzhao didn't knock on the door, but stood outside the study with a gloomy face.

He Rong'an: "If Qing Zhao finds out, I'm afraid that child might do something foolish in a moment of impulse. Let's wait a bit longer, until the instructions from above are finalized. If I can be parachuted into Dong Province, then we can have another child."

In the study, He Rong'an held a phone that hadn't gone through to his ear, turned to the side, and glanced at the study door out of the corner of his eye.

Bang!

The door was kicked open by He Qingzhao.

He Qingzhao, with a gloomy face, stood at the door.

Those who have been in officialdom for a long time are all actors of the caliber of a movie star.

He Rong'an immediately feigned a flustered expression, turned around, made a hanging-up gesture, placed the phone on the table, and looked at He Qingzhao with a serious face: "How old are you? Still so reckless. Don't you know how to knock before coming in?"

He Qingzhao walked into the study, his face grim, and said, "He Rong'an, I'm telling you right now, what I can't have, I won't allow anyone else to have!"

For example, fatherly love.

He didn't say it outright, but he was sure that He Rong'an, that old fox, would understand.

He Rong'an sat down and tapped the table with his finger: "Okay, but you have to agree to one condition."

He Qingzhao's tone was icy: "Speak."

He Rong'an: "I will marry Zhao Qingman."

He Qingzhao turned to leave, but He Rong'an stopped him: "He Qingzhao, if you agree, I will get a tubal ligation after you get married. And I will also make your aunt abort this pregnancy."

He Qingzhao turned around with a smile: "Okay, I agree. You can let her get the injection now, and I'll go to the hospital with you and watch her go into the operating room."

He Rong'an said earnestly, "Ah Zhao, Dad is already this old and doesn't have the energy to raise any more children. As long as you don't do anything reckless, Dad will always only have you as his child."

He Qingzhao sneered: "You don't have the energy to raise children, but you have the energy to make them. Secretary He is still as sharp as ever."

He Rong'an blushed slightly at what was said and coughed, "Dad is a man too. Men have normal needs. You're almost thirty years old, you can't possibly not understand."

He Qingzhao didn't want to discuss bedroom matters with his father, so he coldly changed the subject: "He Rong'an, you didn't want this child yourself, so don't blame me."

After leaving the compound, He Qingzhao felt that her cold had gotten worse. Her throat was sore as if it was about to split open, her breathing was labored, and her chest felt tight.

He dialed Cheng Jiamo's number, but the message was still "The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable."

He added her back as a friend, but she didn't accept his request.

The biting wind made him feel dizzy and lightheaded.

"Cheng Jiamo".

"Cheng Jiamo".

On the hospital bed, He Qingzhao kept calling out Cheng Jiamo's name with her eyes closed.

Zhong Qi couldn't listen to it anymore, so he picked up He Qingzhao's phone, pressed his thumb to unlock the screen, found Cheng Jiamo's number in his contacts, and dialed it, but the call didn't go through.

Zhong Qi tried calling again with his own phone, but after several attempts, he still couldn't get through.

At this moment, He Qingzhao opened his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Stop hitting him."

Zhong Qi glanced at his half-dead state and frowned: "Old He, give me her address, I'll go and bring her back for you."

He Qingzhao: "No need, I'm getting married soon."

Zhong Qi: "..."

He Qingzhao: "The He family is not suitable for her."