"This is..." Tang Bainian looked at the slovenly bag with a strange expression, but when his gaze fell on the contents of the sack, he immediately understood.
He looked at Yang Qingheng in shock: "You put all this stuff in this bag?"
That's far too casual. If those antique collectors found out, they'd definitely beat her with their canes.
Yang Qingheng felt embarrassed, touched her nose, and pulled her head back: "It's just that we couldn't find a suitable box, so this is the only way to pack it."
Looking at her lively expression, Tang Bainian couldn't help but smile as he put the things in the back seat.
"Qingheng..." Sister-in-law Sun hesitated, her feelings indescribably complicated, and her eyes welled up with tears.
Tiger hugged her leg, staring longingly at Yang Qingheng, his stubborn face silent, but his eyes were red just like his mother's.
Yang Qingheng rolled down the car window, patted her hand, and teased, "Are you trying to make me cry before you're happy? I'm just divorced, not dead. I'll write to you and call you once I'm settled."
"Yes, yes," Sister-in-law Sun responded repeatedly.
As soon as the car left the village entrance, Tiger's stubborn face couldn't hold back anymore, and he burst into tears, his face contorted like a bitter gourd.
Sister-in-law Sun slapped him on the head: "You brat, howling like a ghost, you scared your old mother half to death!"
Tiger sobbed and shut his mouth.
On the bus.
Yang Qingheng rubbed her fingertips together, her eyes unfocused.
"What are you thinking about?" Tang Bainian turned his head.
"Let's go to Qing Shi Lane first. I need to find a friend," Yang Qingheng replied after a moment of silence.
She still couldn't understand why, as only Sister-in-law Sun and her husband and Li Xiang himself knew about her renting the warehouse from Li Xiang, even the workers only found out the location of the warehouse when they arrived.
Who exactly knew the information and bribed Li Xiang in advance?
She had already probed Sun's wife and her husband, and it was clear that they had nothing to do with it. Besides, they had no reason to bribe Li Xiang. The problem must lie with Master Xu.
However, based on her understanding, although Master Xu was profit-driven, he was not the kind of person who would betray his partners for profit.
Yang Qingheng had a headache.
Bluestone Alley.
After hearing his subordinate recount what had happened the night before last, Master Xu's fists bulged with veins, his face turned frighteningly dark, and he stormed out the door, bumping right into Xu Lan who was about to enter.
"Who told you to do this! You're insane!" He grabbed her collar.
Xu Lan believed that if he hadn't been mindful that she was pregnant, his bulging fist would have smashed into her face right now.
She frowned: "Second Master, please calm down."
"You did such shameless things, and you want me to calm down? How can I calm down!" The thought that Yang Qingheng was in the detention center because of him and would have to spend more than ten years in prison made Master Xu want to roll his eyes and smash his head against the wall to die.
Seeing Xu Lan's unrepentant attitude, he was even more furious.
"I told you from the beginning, if you don't help me, I have other ways." Xu Lan poured herself a glass of water, looking relaxed.
Master Xu turned around: "Did Song Hengjue help you with Boss Yang's matter?"
"Otherwise what?" Xu Lan looked up.
Master Xu pointed at her nose in anger, but in the end he didn't lay a hand on her. He slammed the door shut and went out to settle accounts with Song Hengjue.
Despite all his calculations, he never expected that these two would be so shameless as to get his closest brother drunk and trick him into revealing Li Xiang's secrets.
He would rather it was him in the detention center right now!
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Hearing the heated argument inside, Yang Qingheng silently withdrew her hand from the door, her face turning frighteningly gloomy.
Tang Bainian had never seen her with such a cold expression before, and he was startled. After a long while, he asked softly, "Where are we going now? Are we still going to the hospital?"
Yang Qingheng's fist clenched painfully inside her sleeve as she said, word by word, "Go, why wouldn't I go?"
He quickly got out and opened the car door.
Tang Bainian followed closely behind, knowing that it wasn't very ethical to be happy at this moment, but he was overjoyed. If Yang Qingheng hadn't been there, he would have laughed out loud.
"No zuo no die"—Song Hengjue truly embodies the word "zuo si" (meaning to court death).
Less than half an hour later, the car slowly came to a stop in front of the hospital.
Yang Qingheng pushed open the door to the ward with a creak. When Yao Ying saw that it was her who came in, her tense face relaxed a lot.
"Have you packed your things?"
Yang Qingheng sat down next to her and said gently, "All packed up."
"What are your plans for the future? You don't have a place to stay right away. Why don't you stay at Jianjun's house for a while? Qiqi called me a few days ago and said she missed you as soon as she got back. It would be good if you two young people could stay together and chat." Yao Ying suggested, partly because she genuinely wanted to find a place for Yang Qingheng to stay, and partly because she had a selfish motive: she hoped Song Hengjue could try his best to coax his daughter-in-law back.
Yang Qingheng shook her head decisively and politely declined: "I remember that next month is the month Qiqi is due to give birth. Jianjun and the others are already struggling to take care of Qiqi. It wouldn't be good for me to bother them further. Aunt Zhou said that I will stay at her place for a while first, and we can talk about the rest later."
She wanted a clean break; she didn't like the lingering feeling of being entangled.
Yao Ying was disappointed, but she could also see Yang Qingheng's determination. She sighed and said, "You have to take good care of yourself from now on. You may be annoyed by Song Hengjue, but he is him. We have feelings for each other. Don't neglect me because of that brat."
He looked at Yang Qingheng with pleading eyes as he said this, looking quite pitiful.
Yang Qingheng softened her heart: "Of course not."
As soon as they finished speaking, Song Hengjue pushed open the door and came in: "Mom, it's time to take your medicine."
Yao Ying took the task, not minding the hardship of the day, and gave Song Hengjue a push, still holding onto a sliver of hope. She said earnestly, "You two were husband and wife after all. Even if you can't be husband and wife in the future, there will still be some affection between you. Talk things out properly to avoid lingering resentment and making each of you uncomfortable in the future."
Yang Qingheng never expected to hear a joke in the hospital room today. A mocking smile appeared on her lips. Since she did have something to say to Song Hengjue, she didn't refuse at all and opened the door to go out first.
Tang Bainian frowned, wanting to follow.
"Shameless!" Yao Ying cursed inwardly, grabbing his sleeve tightly and gritting her teeth, "Bainian, I don't know why one of my pills is missing. Did it fall on the ground? Can you help me find it?"
"The medicine will get dirty if it falls on the ground, so don't take it. I'll go find the doctor to prescribe you a new one." Tang Bainian brushed her hand away.
The old lady, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was acting like she had taken a superpower today, clinging tightly to him and refusing to let go.
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