"My dear, you always feel soft-hearted."

"You're still talking about me. Aren't you soft-hearted? But there's something that's true. Problems between adults really shouldn't involve children. Jiang Yicheng is actually better than many children his age, but he still feels inferior... And Zhao Rong, she jumped from the fifth floor. It's a blessing to be alive. Jiang Yicheng definitely can't follow her anymore. What are you going to do with him?"

Jiang Yiyu reached out and picked up his phone from the bedside table. He frowned and glanced at it. "Although I don't want to, I have no choice but to raise him. Just think of it as raising a son in advance."

Song Shengsheng smiled and lay down on the pillow, pulling the quilt up: "Don't look at your phone. I told the bodyguards that I won't tell you anything tonight."

"Aren't you deliberately trying to prevent me from getting a good night's sleep?"

"I just didn't tell you because I wanted you to sleep well."

Jiang Yiyu smiled helplessly and put down his phone: "The New Year is coming soon, I will definitely have a good time this year."

He lay down and reached out to turn off the desk lamp, plunging the bedroom into darkness.

"We won't have to see those annoying people anymore. We can just stay in Mingyuan with our parents, grandparents, and grandparents until the end of the holiday. It's time to start growing my little vegetable garden. I plan to build a small greenhouse on that piece of land and plant some tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, and other easy-to-grow vegetables, and also plant a rose bush."

"But I think you'll be very busy this New Year. Jiang's is such a big mess. Have you figured out how to clean it up?"

Jiang Yiyu sighed and was silent for a long time before saying, "To be honest, I haven't made up my mind yet, but I've been looking for a professional manager recently. Song Ming and Jin Beisheng are also introducing me to them. I think professional matters should be left to professionals. Song Ming and I have the same opinion."

"Of course he's willing. If he doesn't hire a professional, he'll have to devote time and energy to helping you. How tiring that would be. It's a pity that my abilities are limited, so I can't be of much help to you."

Jiang Yiyu turned over, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her shoulder. "You staying with me is the greatest help, my dear. You will be a doctor, a scholar, or a great figure countless times more powerful than me in the future. Just chase your dreams. I will always be where you can see me when you turn around, and we will spend our whole lives together."

"good."

…

The next morning, Jiang Yiyu received a message from the bodyguard guarding the hospital, saying that Zhao Rong was lucky enough to survive, but only had a comminuted fracture of the pelvis and a comminuted fracture of the right iliac bone... In short, she had luckily escaped death and was now in the ICU ward.

The most interesting thing is that Zhao Rong's mother grabbed the doctor and asked if her daughter's injuries were so serious and whether it would cost a lot of money. If the cost was too high, they would not treat her.

The doctor found it unreasonable. Unexpectedly, the old lady pulled her son and sat at the door of the ward, crying and complaining about her poverty, her miserable life and Zhao Rong's unfilial behavior.

Because Jiang Yiyu had instructed the bodyguards that they were only responsible for watching over Zhao Rong and not for anything else, the bodyguards could only watch Zhao Rong's mother and brother being dragged out by the hospital security while cursing. It was very embarrassing.

When Song Shengsheng heard Jiang Yiyu say this, his first reaction was to worry that Zhao Rong's mother and brother would blackmail Jiang Yiyu in order to squeeze out the last bit of Zhao Rong's usefulness.

Jiang Yiyu frowned: "It's hard to say, where's Jiang Yicheng? Did he go out?"

Song Shengsheng glanced at the time: "Not yet, they should be having breakfast now."

Jiang Yiyu took a deep breath, lowered his head, and flicked the screen of his phone. "I'll give him a day off today so he can stop running around. Next semester, I'll contact the school and transfer him."

"But it's the end of the semester, we can't delay reviewing."

Jiang Yiyu raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile: "I can guarantee that even if this kid goes to school, his mind is not on studying now. It's better to let him take a day off."

"Are you taking him to the hospital?"

"Let's talk about it later. It's up to him. I won't stop him."

…

When the two went downstairs, Jiang Yicheng was having breakfast.

Wang Jing hadn't taken care of a child of his age for a long time. She saw that he needed supplements everywhere. His arms and legs were thin, and his shoulders were not broad enough. He looked very frail.

In her opinion, the root cause of the malnutrition problem is that the child does not like to eat and eats less, and of course the nutritional combination of meat and vegetables is not balanced. Therefore, the breakfast on Jiang Yicheng's plate is more than that on Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu's plates combined.

Jiang Yicheng had never eaten so much in one meal in his life. He felt worried just looking at it, but he was taught since childhood that he should not disobey his elders and whatever the elders said was what he had to do.

So even though he looked frowning while eating, with his cheeks bulging, when Wang Jing smiled and said, "Good boy, eat more," he would still smile and nod, then stuff the peeled tea eggs into his mouth.

Jiang Yiyu and Song Shengsheng sat opposite him, and just looking at him made them frown.

Song Shengsheng said to Wang Jing, "Mom, don't rush him. Let him eat slowly so he doesn't choke."

Wang Jing poured a glass of water for Jiang Yicheng: "Yicheng, come and have a drink of water."

Jiang Yicheng puffed out his cheeks and reached for the water cup to drink before he finished chewing the food in his mouth.

Jiang Yiyu said, "Swallow what's in your mouth first, then drink some water. No one will force you to do anything here, and no one will rush you."

Jiang Yicheng held the water cup, looked up at him blankly, swallowed the food in his mouth with force, and then quickly picked up the water cup and drank most of it: "I'm used to it, but I will definitely change in the future."

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