Chapter 122 Go home and get divorced!
Qi Yan got off the elevator and searched for a long time but couldn't find Cen Yue.
He didn't know that Cen Yue hadn't left at all, but was still in the hospital, even on the next floor under the obstetrics and gynecology department.
The Qi family has many businesses, and the director of this hospital is Qi Siyang's father. Qi Yan called Qi Siyang and asked him to help find someone.
He wanted to know why Cen Yue was here, even in the obstetrics and gynecology department, and wondered if she was sick.
Qi Siyang's call was connected.
Qi Yan called out, "Brother."
"What's up?"
"I'm at the hospital on Dacheng Road. I'd like you to check if there's any medical record of my wife."
"What's your name?"
"Cen Yue."
"Which Yue?"
"The character for 'king' with the moon next to it."
"Okay, wait."
Three minutes later, Qi Siyang called back and said that the hospital had no medical record of Cen Yue.
Could it be that the person who was sick was not Cen Yue, but Xu Qingwu? But Cen Xihuai's family didn't live here, so why was he seeking treatment in this hospital?
Qi Yan asked, "Brother, can you help me check the other person?"
"I'm free? I have a meeting." Qi Siyang hung up.
Qi Yan went back to the fifth floor to find Wen Jiajia in disappointment. He had agreed to accompany her for the operation.
Seeing Qi Yan coming back, Wen Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief and said to him: "I sent a message to Sister Yueyue to explain it. She should understand."
Qi Yan was a little annoyed. If he hadn't had to accompany her for the surgery, he wouldn't have met Cen Yue. There was no need to make her unhappy again.
"Don't mind your own business. When will the surgery start?"
"There's another person ahead."
Just as she finished speaking, Wen Jiajia's name scrolled on the big screen in the waiting room, and the announcement asked her to go to the clinic.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Qi Yan's tone softened: "Go, I'll wait for you here."
[Sister Yueyue, my brother came to accompany me for surgery. He just feels sorry for me. Can you please stop blaming him?]
The phone vibrated, and when Cen Yue saw the message from Wen Jiajia, she almost threw the phone away in anger.
"Damn it, why didn't I beat that little bitch to death just now!"
She threw the phone on the bedside table. Xu Qingwu was very angry when she saw Wen Jiajia's provocative words.
After answering Qi Yan's call, Qi Siyang, who was still kept in the dark, realized something was wrong: "Yueyue, what exactly happened just now?"
"I just met a pair of scumbags and bitches. I was disgusted."
"Qi Yan and Wen Jiajia?"
Cen Yue looked at Qi Siyang in surprise: "How did you know?"
"Qi Yan is my cousin after all." Qi Siyang asked, "Is the situation between you two so tense because of Wen Jiajia?"
"Don't mention these two people's names. I want to vomit."
"All right."
Qi Siyang called his assistant and asked what kind of cooperation Wen Jiajia's husband Huang Bosheng was discussing recently.
The assistant reported everything one by one, and Qi Siyang said coldly: "Someone messed it up."
Cen Yue was surprised: "Brother, what are you doing?"
Upon seeing her, Qi Siyang's expression softened: "I'll avenge you."
"Um?"
"Find them something to do so they don't have too much free time to bother you."
“Awesome…”
After being so angry, she felt relieved all over. After the doctor examined Cen Yue again, he confirmed that there was nothing serious and discharged her from the hospital.
Qi Siyang offered to send Cen Yue and Xu Qingwu back.
Xu Qingwu declined politely. She made an appointment with Yang Yu and Chen Ke to eat spicy hot pot. As usual, Qi Siyang sent Cen Yue back to Cen's house.
Cen Yue came to the hospital without eating anything, and coupled with the excessive consumption in the afternoon, she felt hungry at this moment.
My stomach growled unkindly.
Qi Siyang asked her, "Will you go back after dinner?"
Cen Yue was a little hesitant. She had eaten with Qi Siyang several times before. Qi Siyang had the same strong taste as her and liked Sichuan and Hunan cuisine, which were all spicy.
"I should only eat light food if I'm on a diet. Can you eat it?"
Qi Siyang couldn't help but laugh when he heard that: "Sure, I'll have dinner with you according to your taste."
"Then let's go have some seafood porridge. I know a really good one!"
"Okay, enter the address in the navigation."
Cen Yue entered the address, and Qi Siyang took a look. It was an old store in the alley behind the university town.
The luxury car couldn't fit into the alley, so he struggled to find a parking space on the side of the road and went in with Cen Yue.
"Uncle, aunt, give me two bowls of signature dishes."
"Okay!"
Cen Yue wiped the chairs and table next to Qi Siyang with a tissue: "People who come here to eat are regular customers. Fly restaurants don't have to be so particular."
Qi Siyang did not despise her. He wore a custom-made suit worth tens of thousands of yuan and accompanied her to drink porridge that cost ten yuan a bowl.
"You are very familiar with the boss. Did you come here often with Qi Yan?"
"No, he's a rich young master and can't get used to eating in small restaurants." Cen Yue poured Qi Siyang a glass of water in a disposable cup. "I thought you were the same."
"I am different from him. He is him and I am me."
"I noticed. I didn't expect you to be so approachable."
Qi Siyang chuckled: "You are the first one to say that."
During the break in the conversation, the seafood porridge that Cen Yue had been craving for arrived. It cost ten yuan a bowl and contained three large shrimps, which smelled delicious.
The boss served the dishes. He looked at Qi Siyang in surprise and called out to the boss's wife: "Yue girl brought her boyfriend with her. She's not exaggerating, she's very handsome."
Cen Yue smiled and didn't explain.
Qi Siyang did not deny it and nodded gently to the boss and his wife.
The couple went back to the kitchen to work. The boss's wife nudged the boss with her elbow and said, "Old man, why do I feel that the guy looks familiar?"
"Don't tell me, I feel the same way."
"Have you ever eaten at our house a few times before?"
"It's possible."
The two of them were drinking the steaming porridge, and there were two abalones hidden at the bottom of Cen Yue's bowl.
After eating and drinking, Qi Siyang sent Cen Yue home.
When she was almost there, she received a WeChat message from Qi Yan: Come home, let’s talk.
Cen Yue's eyes lit up.
Qi Yan must have been woken up by the scolding and was willing to divorce her.
"Brother, please send me back to the Qi family."
The man tightened his grip on the steering wheel and said in a deep voice, "Are you reconciled with Qi Yan again?"
"How is that possible!"
Cen Yue rolled her eyes at him and said happily, "Go home and get a divorce!"
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