Ning Lang, your ex-husband went bankrupt!
Ning Lang didn't even lift her head, calmly correcting him: 'Ex-husband. Not husband.'
Business tycoon Sheng Xuan, her ex-husband, ...
Two weeks later, Ning Lang was discharged from the hospital.
Yuanheng came to pick them up, and A-Lu also came.
The little creature flapped its wings and flew to A-Lang's shoulder, whining, "A-Lang, I missed you! You ignored me, I'm so sad! So sad!"
Ning Lang had lost some weight and her face was still a little pale, but she was in high spirits and her eyes were bright.
She gently stroked the little one's back and said softly, "It's not that I'm ignoring you, it's just that I really can't pay attention to you. That's why I'm going back to the old house to live, and I'll be with you every day from now on."
"I love you!" Ah-Lu exclaimed happily.
Yuan Heng laughed and teased, "Always jealous and vying for attention. Just now at the old house, you were even competing with Xiao Huanran for favor. Are you sure you don't live on a lemon tree?"
Ah-Lu muttered curses under her breath: "Stinky Ah-Heng! He's such a jerk!"
"Shut up!" Yuan Heng angrily rolled up his sleeves and said, "My Jueyi is right outside. If you dare to talk nonsense, I'll shave all the bird feathers off your body!"
Ah-Lu, ever quick-witted, immediately bowed and nodded, "Ah-Heng, I love you! I miss you!"
Yuan Heng smiled, flicked its little tail, and said to Ning Lang, "Auntie and the servants are taking Huanran downstairs for his injection. They're going to take the old house's car back first. Sheng Xuan and I will pick you up and then head back."
While Ning Lang was unconscious, Sheng Xuan quickly named his son Sheng Huanran and even got his birth certificate ready.
The others knew that Ning Lang had never officially acknowledged that he was the father of the child, but they all understood the situation and turned a blind eye to it.
Ning Lang nodded, climbed out of bed, and slowly strolled around.
Yuan Heng was startled and hurriedly tried to help him up.
“No need.” Ning Lang smiled. “I’ll take it slowly. Don’t worry, I started getting out of bed a few days ago, but the progress has been a bit slow.”
Yuan Heng smiled wryly: "For someone who has just escaped death, it's already a stroke of good luck that you've recovered so quickly. So what if it's slow? There's no need to worry."
"Click!" The door opened, and Sheng Xuan, dressed casually, strode in, saying, "The discharge procedures are all done. Have you packed your things?"
Ning Lang nodded: "It's all done."
When A-Lu saw Sheng Xuan, she was extremely excited and flew to his shoulder with her wings flapping.
Sheng Xuan ignored it, grabbed Ning Lang's wrist, and bent down to gently pick her up.
Ning Lang said softly, "I can walk slowly by myself, it's not much of a difference."
Sheng Xuan gave her a doting look and said matter-of-factly, "It'll be faster if I carry you!"
"Hey! Wait for me!" Yuan Heng chased after him, carrying bags and packages. "Your company's new ad just aired yesterday, and it immediately went viral on social media! Ah Lang was also discharged from the hospital today, double happiness, shouldn't we celebrate together?"
Over the past six months, the advertising agency has produced more than a dozen high-quality advertisements. At the beginning of last month, two of them won domestic creative advertising awards, and one of them was nominated for an international award. It is highly anticipated to win an award.
The new advertisement just aired yesterday and immediately went viral on social media, even trending on the top of the hot search list.
Sheng Xuan carefully carried Ning Lang into the elevator and explained, "She hasn't fully recovered yet, so we don't plan on doing that for now. There will be plenty of opportunities to celebrate later, so this one won't make a difference."
"Oh! That's quite an arrogant tone!" Yuan Heng snorted.
The elevator doors closed and it slowly descended.
Sheng Xuan smiled proudly and confidently, "I have much more to celebrate than just this one thing. By the time my son has his 100-day celebration, her health should be better, and we can celebrate several good things together then."
Ah-Lu, perched on his shoulder, chimed in, "Son! Son!"
Yuan Heng asked curiously, "How many? Is there some good news I don't know about?"