Chapter 62 I Like the Gift He Gave

Shi Yin disagreed to sell the car.

She said she liked the Porsche Macan, whether it was the exterior, color, performance, or handling, it all suited her taste. Han Zhan suggested buying her another expensive car, but she didn't agree.

Love cannot be measured by money.

It’s just a matter of willingness or not.

Even if it had flaws and occasionally caused minor trouble, Shi Yin didn't think it was any worse than other cars, and she certainly wouldn't throw it away. If it caught her eye and captured her heart, it was the best.

…

Han Zhan was in a good mood.

When the housekeeper brought dinner to the ward, he was on the phone with the manager of the Porsche 4S dealership. He was talking about upgrading the parts of Shi Yin's car to make it more stable and less slippery.

Waited three to five seconds.

After the man hung up the phone, the housekeeper spoke: "Sir, is the wife okay?"

It was only when he arrived at the hospital that the nurse told him his wife was injured. When he asked the cause, he learned the car had overturned. This incident reminded him of a spring outing many years ago when the Han couple took their young brothers, Han Zheng and Han Zhan, on a winding mountain road. They had an accident. The rescue team found only the unconscious and injured driver, the Han couple, and Han Zheng trapped under the car.

Han Zhan is missing.

Additional search and rescue personnel searched for a day and a night and found him in a farmyard ten kilometers away from the accident site.

Some say the second son of the Han family is heartless. He was the only one awake in the family of four when the car accident occurred. He climbed out from under the car, not thinking about saving his parents and brother, but only about escaping for his own safety. Others say it's not wrong for a five or six-year-old child to be so frightened by such a thing and choose to save himself first. After all, everyone is afraid of death.

It's fine for outsiders to discuss this way.

The Han family is hateful.

Since that incident, whenever the Han family gathered together for dinner during the holidays, the aunts and uncles would make fun of little Han Zhan, saying that he was a shrewd man who only thought about himself in everything and didn't even care about his parents who gave birth to him and raised him.

At first, little Han Zhan would cry.

Eager to explain.

He shook his head and waved his hands to say that it was not true.

The adults treated him as a joke, not caring about the child's feelings at all. The more tears welled up in his eyes, the happier they laughed. Gradually, he stopped explaining. When others brought up the matter again, he would imitate their laughter and reply, "So what if I'm selfish?"

Later.

Han Zhan moved out of the Han residence.

Once his vindictive image took hold, no one dared to bring up these past events in his presence again. The car accident seemed to fade from view, forgotten by everyone. Only the butler knew it was a thorn, deeply embedded in Han Zhan's heart.

So, when the housekeeper learned that Shi Yin had been in an accident and her car had overturned, she was not only worried about her, but also worried about the second young master whom she had taken care of since he was a child. She was afraid that he would be in a bad mood and sad.

As it turned out, the housekeeper's worries were unnecessary.

Han Erting was very happy.

After finishing the call with the 4S dealership, she came over and took the insulated lunch box from his hand. She told him that Shi Yin was fine, that the back of her hand had been scraped and that she had applied medicine. She then brushed the falling snow off his shoulders and reminded him that it was cold in the middle of winter and that he should wear more clothes. After opening the lid of the food, she praised his improved cooking skills, saying that his fried tomato and egg were so delicious that they were better than the chefs in seven-star hotels.

The butler's face turned red when he was praised.

I'm a little embarrassed.

"Uncle Han, sit down."

"Why."

"I just peeled your favorite orange."

"Thank you, sir." The housekeeper took it with a smile, broke off a clove and put it in his mouth. Then he saw Han Zhan sitting across from the coffee table, peeling an apple. Halfway through, he stopped and said, "I was planning to buy her a new car."

"Have you chosen a car model?"

"She doesn't want it."

"Don't you like the look of the new car?"

"She said she loved that Porsche Macan and wouldn't throw it away no matter what." Han Zhan said, a smile that he didn't even notice on his face. "She treasures the things I gave her."

Han Zhan remembered it very clearly.

The last time she went to a HU alumni dinner, she drove her Porsche. It snowed heavily at night, and she ran out to move her car from the outdoor parking lot into the basement, saying it was too snowy and she was afraid it would get soaked.

Lu Cheng said:

If you like someone, you will love the gifts he gives you very much.

I can't wait to treasure it.

Hold it in the palm of your hand.

The car had flipped over today, shocking her and leaving her with a scratch on the back of her hand. But when he mentioned selling the car, she immediately refused, even saying it wasn't the car's fault, but hers. She'd taken the wrong route on the navigation, lost her focus, and swerved violently, causing the car to flip into the green belt.

The housekeeper had no idea what Han Zhan was thinking and simply continued, "Madam doesn't just care about the gifts you gave her; she cares about you personally. When you fell into the sea and got injured, she stayed by your side. Today, she even went back to Beishan Villa to make snow cakes. She picked out the best dozen and packed them in boxes to bring to the hospital."

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows.

No words.

The corners of his lips curved.

Shi Yin pushed open the door and walked in. The atmosphere in the room was just right. The housekeeper and Han Zhan were chatting about something, but she could see the joy on the second young master's face, a smile that he couldn't hide.

He is peeling an apple.

The flesh is white.

It posed like a little rabbit, so cute.

During the brief moment when Shi Yin was lost in thought, the 'little rabbit' was pushed onto the coffee table in front of her. Han Zhan said, "Eat an apple, my wife."

"Thanks."

She nodded.

As I sat down, I picked up the plate and carefully examined the apple inside. After examining it for a few seconds, I picked up the rabbit ear and put it in my mouth. It was crisp, sweet, and had a light fragrance.

"Is it delicious?" Han Zhan asked.

"Um."

"Then eat a few more pieces."

The bunny's appearance piqued Shi Yin's interest. She ate a small plate before saying, "I went to the doctor's office. The nurse said your fever is gone and your wound is no longer inflamed. You can be discharged and go home to recuperate in two days."

Han Zhan: "When I return home, will the treatment be the same as in the hospital?"

Tell fairy tales.

Make snow cake.

The most important thing is to stay with it closely.

Shi Yin understood the hidden meaning behind these words and nodded. "I've already asked for leave from the company. Until your injuries are fully healed, I will prioritize you. Everything else, including work, will be put on hold."