Seeing that Zhu Qianying remained silent, Madam Yan felt a little embarrassed, so she reached out and put her arm around Zhu Qianying's shoulder, and said again.
“Ying’er, I know you’re upset. But Xiao Wei is still in a dangerous stage, her mental state is very unstable. She’s extremely hostile towards people, even towards her parents and relatives. The only exception is Xiao Han, whom she has a strong dependence on and complete trust in. That’s why Yi Changxing was so desperately pleading with us to help him and Xiao Wei… Of course, this is very unfair to you, and a bit unreasonable, but…”
As Madam Yan finished speaking, the elevator doors opened with a ding, and Zhu Qianying helped Madam Yan out of the elevator.
"Mom, I understand!"
How could she not understand? Although she was Yan Han's wife, in terms of feelings and friendship, Yi Wei and Yan Han were family friends who had grown up together since childhood.
And what about me and Yan Han? That tiny bit of affection, in Yan Han's eyes, is probably so insignificant that it can be basically ignored.
Madam Yan sighed and patted her shoulder again.
“Ying’er, let me apologize on Xiao Han’s behalf! I know you’re upset. I made it very clear to Yi Changxing that Xiao Han can only help take care of Xiao Wei for a few days at most. After that, whether Xiao Wei gets better or not, Xiao Han will have to go home. After all, he has a family now. Compared to his responsibility to Xiao Wei, his responsibility to you is much greater.”
Zhu Qianying paused for a moment, then nodded.
"Mom, don't worry, I won't overthink it."
"Ying'er, I'm sorry. Actually, I don't have the right to agree to Yi Changxing's request because you're Xiaohan's wife. But Xiaowei is someone Lao Yan and I watched grow up. Xiaohan treats her like a younger sister, so I selfishly agreed. If you can't accept it, I can..."
Zhu Qianying didn't know whether Old Madam Yan's words were a strategic retreat or genuinely for her benefit.
But she knew very well that this matter actually depended on Yan Han's own wishes. Although she was his wife, she had no right to decide or speak.
These realizations made Zhu Qianying feel irritated, and she didn't want to listen to Madam Yan continue, so she interrupted Madam Yan.
"Mom, no need. I understand, so I won't overthink it."
The reason why Young Master Yan agreed to marry her in the first place was because he liked her for being sensible and knowing when to advance and retreat.
Why would she overthink things?
When Zhu Qianying returned home, she continued her usual routine: reading her books, eating her meals, and sleeping.
As for Yan Shao, it seemed like he was living at the hospital, and he didn't go home for two more days.
At first, Zhu Qianying made a point of placing her phone in an easily accessible spot and turning the ringtone volume up to the maximum.
Ultimately, she still hoped to hear a positive explanation from Young Master Yan, even if it was just a simple sentence.
There's nothing between her and me!
She knew perfectly well that she had already retreated to the very bottom line, and all she asked for was these simple six words.
As long as he's willing to talk, she'll accept whatever method he uses—by phone or text.
But she clearly overestimated her position in Yan Shao's heart.
Two days after returning from the hospital, she still hadn't received a single word from him.
On the third day, Zhu Qianying told Madam Yan that she wanted to accompany her mother to R City to find Xiaoyu and relax.
Madam Yan knew all too well the grievances and frustrations Zhu Qianying had suffered in this matter, so how could she dare to stop her?
So, Zhu Qianying dragged a large suitcase and boarded a plane with Chen Jing to R City.
The day after she left, Yan Shao, still looking exhausted, returned to the Yan family home, but left in a hurry after taking some things. Before leaving, Old Madam Yan pulled him aside and told him that Zhu Qianying and her daughter had gone to R City.
He nodded, replied, "I understand!" and turned to leave in a hurry.
Three days later, Zhu Qianying returned. When Madam Yan saw that she came back empty-handed with only a backpack, she was a little surprised.
"Ying'er, where's your luggage?"
Looking travel-worn, Zhu Qianying came over and hugged her. "Mom, my mom has a bit of a cold and fever. I'd like to go and stay with her for a couple of days, is that okay?"
Madam Yan felt increasingly guilty towards Zhu Qianying lately, so how could she possibly say no?
"Okay, go ahead. Have the driver take you there after lunch."
Zhu Qianying shook her head. "Mom, no need. Qi Xiao is waiting for me outside."
Madam Yan was very reluctant to let them go. "Leaving now?"
"Yeah, I came back to get something."
As Zhu Qianying spoke, she released the old lady and went upstairs.
Ten minutes later, Zhu Qianying was still carrying her backpack, but it was bulging inside, as if it was stuffed with a lot of things.
However, Madam Yan didn't seem to care much. She simply saw her to the door and said, "Ying'er, while you take good care of your mother-in-law, you must also take good care of yourself."
Zhu Qianying reached out and hugged Old Madam Yan again, even rubbing her face against hers a few times before saying, "Goodbye, Mom!"
At the time, Madam Yan didn't think much of it, simply assuming that the girl had suddenly become sentimental.
A few days later, when Young Master Yan returned from the hospital and asked about Zhu Qianying, Old Madam Yan said that she had gone back to her parents' home.
It seemed that Young Master Yan needed to speak with Zhu Qianying, because he actually took out his phone and dialed her number.
Strangely, when I dialed the number, it said it was not in service!
Undeterred, Young Master Yan tried calling again using Old Madam Yan's phone, only to receive the same response.
Yan Shao hung up the phone impatiently, turned around, and went upstairs.
A few minutes later, on his and Zhu Qianying's newlywed bed, which was covered with a bright red quilt, he saw a large stack of documents. On top of the documents was a letter with the words "To Young Master Yan" written on the envelope in a flamboyant style.
Young Master Yan, I wish you and Miss Yi a happy and fulfilling life together.
I've already signed the divorce agreement. You just need to sign your name, and we'll both be free again.
Enough with the sentimental talk. Originally, I accepted your 200 million dowry as a promise of a lifetime of marriage.
Now, although you broke the contract first, it was my own choice to leave. If a marriage that lasts a lifetime is forty years, then each year would be worth 5 million.
Although our marriage didn't last long, let's round it up to a year. I took 5 million, and used the remaining 95 million to buy Mingxuan stock. I've already signed the transfer agreement, and you can sign it as if I'm getting your 95 million back.
As for my dad's 100 million, I'm sorry, I can't return it to you! Please pursue it yourself!
Goodbye!
Best wishes:
happiness!
The bamboo casts a faint shadow!
Yan Shao stared at the paper in his hand with red eyes, unable to utter a sound for a long time!
What Zhu Qianying didn't know was that just a few days after she left the Yan family, the loan for the Zhu family was approved, and the guarantor was the Yi family.
...
Five years later!
With the year-end approaching, employees of various companies are extremely busy, and Yan Han, as the president and chairman of Yanhuang Group, is no exception.
At noon, during lunchtime, Yan Han was still in the conference room having a meeting with his subordinates. Halfway through the meeting, his personal phone, which was on the table, suddenly rang!
Yan Han picked up the phone and looked at the number, but it was a number he had never seen before!
His heart, for no reason, began to pound wildly!
This symptom has been present for five years and has never been cured.
The trigger for this symptom was all the unfamiliar numbers that appeared on his private phone!
Although he didn't want to admit it, he had indeed been waiting for a phone call for the past five years.
Although the chances were slim, he kept waiting!
Before he could even speak, the other person asked a question.
"Hello, is this Mr. Yan Han?"
"Yes, that's me!"
"Hello, this is Xingbao Express. Your baby has been delivered. Please sign for it!"
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