When Qin's mother and Shen Shiyi arrived at the hospital, the sun was already blazing.

The two men carried gifts suitable for the patient to eat and entered the ward.

"Mengjie, how are you?"

Lin Yezhi arranged for Leng's father to be admitted to Leng's mother's private ward, and then he went to work at the group company.

"We're fine. Thank you for making the trip to see us."

Qin's mother scolded, "You're treating us like outsiders. I won't be happy if you keep saying that."

Shen Shiyi quickly smoothed things over, "Aunt Leng, Uncle Leng, please don't feel guilty. My mother wouldn't feel at ease if you didn't come."

At the right moment, Mr. Leng spoke up, "Alright, Mengjie, stop worrying about it. You two sit down and talk; standing is tiring."

Qin's mother joked, "This is the first time in a million years that I've heard you talk so much."

Leng's face flushed slightly.

Shen Shiyi, who had just sat down, took a fruit knife, peeled an apple, and then cut it in half.

"Uncle Leng, Aunt Leng, come on, have some apples to replenish your vitamins."

Since her son got married, Qin's mother has been researching all kinds of nutritional supplements every day.

Hearing her daughter-in-law's words, she chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes, these apples are rich in vitamins and other nutrients. They also help replenish blood, maintain skin health, and can cure constipation when eaten raw. They also have calming and sleep-inducing effects, whiten and beautify the skin, and lower cholesterol. We should eat more of them."

The couple couldn't help but laugh as they listened to her endless chatter.

Leng's mother smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Shen Shiyi arranged the carnations she had brought in a vase she had bought from the store.

Carnations are flowers that represent warm care and blessings.

After the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law left, Leng's mother stared intently at the carnations on the windowsill.

Seeing his wife staring intently at the carnations, the father couldn't help but sigh, "This child is so thoughtful and considerate."

Leng's mother nodded. The fruits that Shen Shiyi brought were all made with foods suitable for patients and were rich in nutrients. The accompanying flowers were also a token of her best wishes.

An idea was born in her heart that she wanted to share with her husband of several decades.

"Texas, how about we hand over the management of the group to Shiyi?"

Mr. Leng was taken aback and looked up, seeing that his wife didn't seem to be joking.

"Why did you suddenly have this idea?"

As Leng's mother lay in the hospital room, her thoughts drifted away. Thinking of her son who had died young, her heart ached, yet she also felt a sense of relief.

"If Qianhan hadn't died, the two of them might have gotten married. Now we're both getting old, how long can we keep this company running, and how much energy do we have left to manage it?"

The father knew his wife was telling the truth, and reality forced them to back down.

Father Leng sighed, conflicted. "But Shiyi might not agree."

Leng's mother retorted, "How do you know she won't agree if you don't try?"

When Shen Shiyi arrived at the hospital ward with her husband, who had taken time out of his busy schedule, she saw the couple hesitant to speak.

Shen Shiyi and Qin Ziming exchanged puzzled glances, and finally couldn't hold back and asked the question.

"Uncle Leng, Aunt Leng, is there something you want to say to us?"

The cold mother and father exchanged a glance, and the father looked directly at the young couple.

“There is indeed something going on. You have seen the situation of my husband and me. Over the years, because of our son’s early death, we have been working desperately to numb ourselves. But the deceased is gone, and the living must continue. Just a few days ago, your aunt and I discussed it and decided to hand over the management of the group to you, Shiyi. We believe that you can lead the Leng Group to new heights.”

If her son hadn't died, she might have managed the group alongside him.

Shen Shiyi and Qin Ziming were shocked. Neither of them expected that Uncle Leng and Mother Leng would make this request.

Just as Shen Shiyi was about to speak, her father interrupted her.

"Let me finish what I have to say first."

Shen Shiyi pursed her lips and nodded, "Please speak, I am listening."

"If it weren't for those unexpected events, perhaps you two could have gotten married, and the group would definitely have been handed over to the two of you. Now things have changed, but your aunt and I still hope that you will manage the group. We believe you can manage it well. We'll take some time out of our busy schedules to semi-retire and recuperate."

Then, the father looked at the gentle and refined man and said, "Zi Mo, I hope what I just said didn't cause you any trouble."

Qin Ziming shook his head. "Uncle Leng, you're joking. I understand everything you're saying."

He is the luckiest person in the world, so why should he think about those unnecessary things? After all, he has a happy family and career, and both a son and a daughter, which is something many people envy.

Mr. Leng smiled with relief, "We old folks are quite pleased that you two can be together."

Only then did Mother Leng speak up, "Shiyi, we've been urging you. Go back and think it over. Whatever the outcome, we'll accept it gladly."

The couple remained silent in the car on their way home.

When the car was halfway there, Qin Ziming's calm voice came through.

"Shiyi, what are you thinking?"

Shen Shiyi looked up and met her husband's gaze.

"This happened so suddenly, I don't know what to do."

Qin Ziming reached out and held his wife's hand. "Actually, it's good that you took over the group after you retired from the military. We see each other more often now."

Shen Shiyi chuckled, "I'm being serious with you."

Qin Ziming sighed helplessly, "I am absolutely serious."

A day passes quickly, and before you know it, it's evening.

After dinner, Shen Shiyi played with the children for a while before telling the elders that she was going upstairs.

The elders didn't notice anything unusual about her, but Qin Ziming was worried.

Qin Ziming, sitting on the sofa, decided not to play chess with his grandfather.

"Fanfan, come play chess with Grandpa. Dad has something to tell Mom."

Qin's mother and Qin Zhen looked at each other silently, then smiled at each other.

After Qin Ziming went upstairs, he saw his wife sitting at the dressing table, deep in thought, so he walked over to her.

"Still haven't figured it out?"

Shen Shiyi sighed, "I just feel that the relationships between our families are too complicated. I wonder if this is a bad thing."

Qin Ziming bent down and hugged his wife. "Uncle Leng and Aunt Leng must have thought this through carefully before bringing it up, so you don't need to worry about that."

Three days later, Shen Shiyi had already been back at school for two days.

During class, she noticed that Ji Shuyu was clearly more focused than he had been a few months ago.

After finishing her classes that evening, she spent several hours thinking in her dormitory.

Leng's father received her call at eight o'clock in the morning.

Perhaps due to nervousness, Mr. Leng's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

Shen Shiyi took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Leng, I've thought it over. I've decided to retire from the military."

Hearing the satisfactory answer, Uncle Leng felt relieved.

A few minutes later, Mr. Leng hung up the phone, and Mrs. Leng looked at him expectantly.

"how?"

The father couldn't suppress a smile. "It's done."

The couple embraced happily, perhaps because they had something to look forward to. They recovered very quickly and were discharged from the hospital the next day.

Outside Principal Wang's office, Shen Shiyi took a deep breath and finally knocked on the door.

"Knock knock".

Principal Wang was busy and, without looking up, said, "Please come in!"

When

He was visibly taken aback when he saw a handwritten application for discharge from the military.