By accident, Qiao Wanwan got entangled with a powerful man who had come back to life from death and was disabled.
Qiao Wanwan: "Can't you see I'm a cripple?"
The powerfu...
"Clang!"
Zhan Jingting dropped his notebook to the ground. He struggled to his feet, intending to get his medicine from the bedside, but after taking only two steps, he lost his balance and fell forward to the ground!
"Bang!"
A muffled thud startled Eleven awake from his crib. He sat up and saw Zhan Jingting lying on the floor. He burst into tears, crying, "Daddy, what happened to you? Help! My daddy is dead! Uncle! Aunt Zheng!"
The bodyguards on duty outside quickly opened the door and came in. Someone went to call the doctor, and someone else came to help Zhan Jingting. The scene was chaotic, and no one saw that Qiao Wanwan on the bed suddenly twitched her fingertips...
......
When Zhan Jingting woke up, it was already noon the next day.
He opened his eyes, his consciousness gradually returning, and suddenly sat up, "Wanwan!"
"Master Zhan, you're awake?" Xiang Yang sat in the chair next to him. "The eldest brother is in the next room, and Aunt Zheng is watching over him, so you don't need to worry."
What's wrong with me?
"You had a seizure last night and fainted, which scared us. The doctor said that you fainted due to a combination of the seizure and exhaustion. How are you feeling now?"
"Wanwan made medicine for me, and the frequency of my attacks has decreased a lot. I was too tired yesterday and couldn't hold on for a while."
"I think you're putting too much pressure on yourself." Xiang Yang felt inexplicably sorry for you. "The eldest brother is unconscious, and Madam Zhan is missing. All the pressure is on your shoulders. Sometimes I think that if it were me, I might not be able to handle it either."
Zhan Jingting pressed his temples, which were still throbbing slightly. "Has anyone from the Meng family come knocking?"
Xiang Yang was shocked. "How did you know?"
"As expected."
"The Meng family did send someone this morning, saying they wanted to invite you to their home for a chat, and they even brought an invitation in a very formal manner."
Did they mention a time?
"I'm ready to serve you anytime."
"Understood." Zhan Jingting threw back the covers. "Have someone prepare the car. I'll go check on Wanwan and then leave."
"You've been unconscious all night. The doctor said that once you wake up, you must rest properly and not overexert yourself."
"I know my own body, so I'll do as instructed."
Xiang Yang sighed helplessly, "Fine."
After visiting Qiao Wanwan, Zhan Jingting washed up, changed his clothes, ate a few bites, and then set off alone for the Meng family.
When they arrived at the Meng family's house, they found Lin Mo there as well.
An elderly man sat in the main seat. Zhan Jingting greeted him politely, "Grandpa Meng, I've heard so much about you."
Grandpa Meng looked at him and said, "Master Zhan, you're too kind."
"I am a junior, how can I be worthy of being called Master Zhan?"
Grandpa Meng was quite impressed, "Then I shall respectfully accept your offer and call you Young Master Zhan."
"good."
"Please sit down and have some tea."
Zhan Jingting didn't stand on ceremony and sat down on the sandalwood chair to enjoy his tea.
Grandpa Meng took a sip of hot tea and said, "I wonder if today's tea is better or worse than the tea Xiaokun treated you to last night."
Zhan Jingting paused in his hand holding the Chinese teacup, but quickly drank it down calmly. "I almost forgot, this is Suzhou. Nothing can escape the eyes of the Meng family."
Old Master Meng ordered, "Bring that rebellious son up to me."
Soon someone brought Meng Xiaokun up.
When Meng Xiaokun saw Zhan Jingting, he looked utterly helpless and extremely frustrated!
"Young Master Zhan is joking. I don't care about what's going on outside." Old Master Zhan looked at Meng Xiaokun. "It's just that this unfilial son has already harmed the Meng family too many times, so I have to keep a close eye on him."
Zhan Jingting continued sipping his tea and said slowly, "Since you know I've met him, you should also know what we talked about, right?"
Before Old Master Meng could speak, Meng Xiaokun interrupted, "It's Lin Mo! Lin Mo overheard our conversation and came to complain first thing this morning!"
Zhan Jingting turned to look at Lin Mo, casting a questioning glance at him.
Lin Mo said calmly, "I know you're doing this for Wanwan's sake, and I also hope Wanwan can wake up, but the Meng family and the Lin family are old friends, so I have to consider the bigger picture and can't watch you make deals with Uncle Meng in private."
Zhan Jingting ignored him and looked at Old Master Meng again. "Now that everything has been exposed, I don't need to hide anything anymore. But since the deal didn't go through, Old Master Meng doesn't need to worry too much."
"Young Master Zhan is young and capable, and I believe he must have other ways to wake your wife. Please spare the Meng family."
Zhan Jingting smiled and said, "I know there are rumors that I am a person who will do anything to achieve my goals and has no bottom line. But Grandpa Meng can rest assured that I have a wife and children now. Even for their sake, I will do good deeds and will not use improper means to seek my own interests."
Old Master Meng was slightly taken aback and looked at him with considerable surprise.
Zhan Jingting glanced at Meng Xiaokun and said, "It's not appropriate for me, an outsider, to interfere in the Meng family's affairs, but I still have to say something. After all, he is my own son. Old Master Meng, please calm down and deal with him leniently."
Grandpa Meng sighed, "It's the father's fault if the son isn't taught properly. I failed to educate him well, which has led to this situation..."
Zhan Jingting stood up to say goodbye, "There's nothing for me here, so I'll be leaving now."
The man turned and left immediately.
Just as I reached the front gate, a young girl walked towards me and exclaimed in surprise, "It's you?"
Zhan Jingting walked over as if it were none of his business.
"Wait a minute!" The girl stepped forward and stopped him.
Zhan Jingting stopped, his brow furrowing slightly. "Are you talking to me?"
"......"
"Otherwise what?"
Zhan Jingting had little patience. "Get out of the way."
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