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...
"They told me early on, and since they were able to leave early, of course they wanted to know the details."
Zhan Jingting frowned even more. "Others can go out, but I didn't say that the two of them could."
"What's wrong?" Su Jing asked, puzzled. "Aren't the masterminds all dead? No one should be trying to harm the child anymore, right?"
Zhan Jingting did not answer the question, but said, "I didn't go to school in elementary school. I was taught at home by a professional teaching team. On the one hand, it was to inherit the family business, and on the other hand, I was too young to protect myself, which would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble."
Su Jing couldn't bear it, "But before..."
“I didn’t object before because Wanwan insisted on giving them a normal childhood,” Zhan Jingting said. “Now that Wanwan is unconscious, I have to take care of her while handling the company’s affairs. If I have to be distracted by the children, I won’t have enough time and energy.”
Su Jing hurriedly said, "I don't need you to spend your time and energy on this. Whether it's picking me up or helping me with my homework, you don't need to worry about it."
Zhan Jingting downed the warm ginseng soup in one gulp and looked at Su Jing. "Mom, as children of the Zhan family, they have an obligation to inherit the family business. Besides, although the mastermind is dead, can you guarantee there won't be a second or third? So, considering all factors, I won't let them go to school anymore."
Su Jing was speechless for a moment, but after thinking about it, she nodded and said, "You're right. There are bound to be risks when children go to school. If a second person were to kidnap them, the consequences would be unimaginable."
"But Jingting, both children, like Wanwan, yearn for freedom and don't like being confined at home. Plus, they're older and more opinionated, so persuading them might be difficult..."
"I will talk to them, don't worry."
"Okay, then you must speak properly and not force it."
"I know." Zhan Jingting looked at Qiao Wanwan on the bed. "If I force her, Wanwan won't agree."
......
Cheng Zaozao has had a very busy schedule lately, but no matter how late it is, she always goes home to stay.
If it's early and Zhan Jingting isn't asleep, she'll go see Qiao Wanwan.
But if Zhan Jingting is already asleep, she will definitely go to find Qiao Wanwan the next morning, sit by her bedside and talk to her.
In the evening, Cheng finished work early and returned to Wutong Bay around nine o'clock.
"Miss Zaozao is back." Aunt Zheng always showed her affection. "Are you hungry? Would you like the kitchen to make you some late-night snacks?"
"I'm not hungry," Cheng Zaozao asked. "How's my sister today?"
"Madam is still the same as always."
"My brother-in-law hasn't gone back to his room, has he?"
"No, Jiang Dong is still in his study reporting on his work."
"Then I'll go see my sister."
Cheng went upstairs early and knocked on the door of the master bedroom.
"Come in."
A deep, aloof voice came from inside.
Cheng Zaozao's heart skipped a beat, but she still mustered her courage and opened the door to go inside.
Zhan Jingting sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed, wearing black trousers, as he flipped through documents.
"Brother-in-law," Cheng Zaozao greeted him politely, "Are you in your room?"
"Mm," Zhan Jingting responded. "Sit down."
"No need, I just came to see my sister. If you want to rest, I'll go back to my room first."
"Sit down," Zhan Jingting repeated. "I have something to ask you."
"Okay." Cheng Zaozao sat down on the sofa opposite him, feeling apprehensive.
Zhan Jingting frowned slightly as he looked at her, as if she wanted to bury her head in the ground. "Are you afraid of me?"
Cheng Zaozao lowered her head even further, "No..."
"Then why are you nervous?"
Cheng Zaozao couldn't help but swallow hard. "Your aura is too powerful..."
Zhan Jingting: "......"
"I want to tell you that you should be careful about what you say when you talk to Eleven and Xiao Jiu in the future. You should know what you should say and what you shouldn't say."
Cheng Zaozao looked up at him in alarm, "Did I say something wrong?"
"Did you tell them that the bad guys were dead and everyone could go out?"
Cheng Zaozao's face turned pale instantly, and she almost burst into tears. "Can't we talk about this? I'm sorry, brother-in-law, I didn't know this had to be kept a secret..."
“Wanwan has never liked talking to the children about these fighting and killing things.” Zhan Jingting looked at her expressionlessly. “Besides, once you bring it up, they start longing for the outside world and for school, and I don’t plan to send them back to school, understand?”
Cheng Zaozao nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice, "I'm sorry, I'll never do it again!"
"It's alright." Zhan Jingting withdrew his gaze. "Go out."
"yes."
......
Su Jing didn't know how Zhan Jingting communicated with the two children. She only knew that the two, who clearly longed to return to school, suddenly stopped mentioning it and obediently accepted the lessons given to them by the teachers arranged by Zhan Jingting.
She loves her children and inevitably indulges them, but in this matter, safety is indeed the top priority, so the family members tacitly accepted Zhan Jingting's decision.
Zhan Jingting has been spending huge sums of money to treat Qiao Wanwan, and the medical team is growing larger and larger, but there has been no progress.
The only treatment currently available is the medicinal bath offered by the Ghost Hand Doctor, but Qiao Wanwan has not only failed to wake up, but her complexion has also remained unchanged.
Su Jing couldn't help but worry, "Grandpa, Wanwan hasn't shown any signs of pregnancy. Shouldn't we adjust the prescription?"
The legendary healer took Qiao Wanwan's pulse and explained, "Wanwan's condition is special, and treatment requires patience. This prescription might be effective, but it's just not the right time yet. However, if we adjust the prescription too easily, it could not only fail at the last minute but also take even longer. So we must have enough patience."
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