On Our Wedding Night, My Disabled Husband Made Me Cry

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...

Chapter 485 Personal Visit

The man glanced at her and said, "If you get involved in this again, I absolutely won't help you."

Qiao Wanwan smiled, her eyes crinkling, "You're the one who wouldn't bear to ignore me!"

Zhan Jingting: "......"

"You haven't slept all night, go and get some rest."

"No need, I miss home. The thought of going home makes me not feel tired at all!" Qiao Wanwan turned around. "You continue working, I'll go pack my things, and I'll be leaving soon."

Before leaving, Qiao Wanwan did not visit Old Master Huo, but only met with Su Jing, left some medicine for Su Yimo, and then went directly to the airport.

She was so tired last night that she fell asleep as soon as she boarded the plane. When she woke up, she found herself lying in her big bed at home.

"It's still so comfortable at home..." Qiao Wanwan stretched, got up to wash, and went to the nursery to find the third child.

"Son, Mommy's home."

The third child was drinking milk powder. When he saw Qiao Wanwan, he remained expressionless and continued drinking his milk.

"Oh dear, is it because I don't have enough breast milk to feed him that he's not close to me?" Qiao Wanwan was extremely worried.

The nanny smiled and said, "Madam, some children love to laugh, while others are aloof. That's normal."

"Hmm." Qiao Wanwan patted the third brother's hand. "Our physical examinations were all normal. Being healthy is the most important thing. Being aloof is pretty cool too."

"yes."

After the third brother had finished drinking, Qiao Wanwan carried him downstairs.

It was already past three in the afternoon. She hadn't eaten all day and was starving.

Zhan Jingting had already instructed the kitchen to prepare food, and she ate while making a video call to the "Ghost Hand Doctor".

"Master, the Huo family has been taken care of. You can continue your travels, do whatever you want, buy whatever you want, and don't try to save me any money."

"Alright," the Ghost Hand Doctor said with a smile, "The situation with the Huo family is quite complicated, isn't it?"

"The poisoning was far less complicated than the internal strife within the Huo family. Although the Huo family is small, none of them are easy to deal with."

"Anyway, we won't have any further dealings with the Huo family, so we don't need to worry about it."

"Yes, that's true."

Qiao Wanwan gave a few instructions, then hung up the video call and focused on eating.

In the evening, she went to pick up her two sons from school.

The two children hadn't seen her for a few days and rushed to run into her arms.

"Mommy, you're finally back."

"Mommy, I miss you so much..."

Qiao Wanwan's heart was almost melted. "Doesn't Mommy video chat with you every day?"

Eleven: "Of course it's different if I can't hug Mommy via video!"

Xiao Jiu: "Mommy, will you leave home again?"

"No, it won't happen again." Qiao Wanwan hugged them. "Mommy had some last-minute arrangements, so she had to leave for a few days. If there's nothing else, Mommy won't leave home. She'll stay home and see my babies every day."

"good!"

......

The next day, Su Jing called to say that after taking the medicine she left, Old Master Huo's condition was stable and he was able to get out of bed and walk around.

This was something Qiao Wanwan had expected, so she didn't ask again, "Aunt Jing, did you drink the calming tea?"

"I drank it and I feel much better. I slept very well last night. Momo used the medicine you left behind, and her face is better too. Wanwan, thank you."

"I did her face job anyway, no need to thank me."

Su Jing sighed, "It's my fault for not teaching them well. The Huo family is small, so the division of labor is very clear. My grandfather has always managed the domestic business, while my husband has managed the overseas business. He's often abroad, so I basically raised Shi Qian and Mo Mo."

"You must have noticed that I'm not a strict mother. I spoil my child a bit, which is why Momo is so arrogant and willful."

"Being spoiled and willful is fine, as long as you're not stubborn and don't do bad things."

"Yes, I will definitely educate her properly."

"Aunt Jing, don't worry too much," Qiao Wanwan comforted her. "She just doesn't like me. As long as we don't have any contact, she'll still be your good daughter."

Su Jing smiled wryly, "But I like you very much. You two were born on the same day, month, and year. I really hope that you two can get along well and be like good friends."

"Aunt Jing, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. She doesn't like me, and I don't like her either. It's impossible for me to be friends with her, let alone good friends."

“I know you are a very principled child.”

Qiao Wanwan didn't want to bring up Su Yimo anymore, so she quickly changed the subject.

To Qiao Wanwan's surprise, about a week later, Old Master Huo actually made a special trip to Wutong Bay!

When Zheng Ma came to report, Qiao Wanwan was busy in the lab. Upon hearing this, she was quite surprised and asked, "What's he doing here?"

"Madam, the Huo family is a complicated matter. It would be best if you didn't see this old man Huo. I'll go and deal with him."

Qiao Wanwan shook her head. "Forget it. He's an old man who's come all this way. We can't just turn him away without asking why. Let him in. I'll go and meet him."

"yes."

Qiao Wanwan packed up the medicine in her hands and went to the living room to wait.

A few minutes later, Zheng Ma led Old Master Huo and Old Yang in.

Out of politeness, Qiao Wanwan stood up and extended her right hand, "Hello, Mr. Huo."

Grandpa Huo reached out and shook her hand. "Hello."

Qiao Wanwan wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Old Master Huo was looking at her strangely.

It seemed to carry a sense of...sorrow?

What kind of look is that!

Qiao Wanwan smiled, "Grandpa Huo, please have some tea."

"Thank you." Old Master Huo composed himself, picked up a Chinese teacup, and took a sip. "Good tea. Is this this year's pre-Qingming Longjing?"

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