Xia Weiyi's expression changed slightly.
"My father only realized how good my mother and I were when he was lying on the hospital bed. He said he was sorry for not paying enough attention to us before and that he would treat us well from now on."
"Very good, I wish you a harmonious family."
Si Mumu's eyes widened and she clenched her fingers: "But, I want my brother to come home. How can our family be harmonious without him?"
"Are you here to ask me to leave Brother Wu'an?"
"No, I'm here to invite you home. We'll acknowledge your relationship with my brother and hold a wedding for you. From now on, our family will live in harmony, okay?"
Xia Weiyi chuckled: "I can hardly believe it." Suddenly, the other members of the Si family accepted her and Brother Wu'an, and wanted to hold a wedding for them, as if it was a joke.
"It's true. Dad has been thinking a lot since he got sick this time. He's old now, and the past is all in the past. Only the family around him are real. He also hopes you will come back."
Xia Weiyi's eyes sparkled, and she pondered for a moment before speaking: "I want to ask my brother."
"Okay, ask your brother. I hope you can think of him and persuade him to go home."
Xia Weiyi neither answered nor denied, but just watched Si Mumu leave.
She walked to the window and saw Si Mumu walk into a black car with Song Chang sitting inside. She couldn't help but wonder, since Mrs. Si was here, why didn't she come with Si Mumu to persuade her?
After getting in the car, Si Mumu asked her mother, "Do you think that little devil Xia Weiyi believes what I said? Will she go home on her own initiative?"
"Not necessarily." Song Chang said uncertainly, "But we must coax her back. Your father has been holding a deep grudge against the little goblin ever since he came back from the cemetery. Let's take advantage of his resentment and make your father send the little goblin to a mental hospital."
Si Mumu's body trembled slightly. She didn't want to hurt Xia Weiyi, but Xia Weiyi was too hateful. She took away everything from her.
She comforted herself that the mental hospital was not a bad place. There was food and drink, and people to serve her. It was pretty good and suitable for an artist like Xia Weiyi who had a talent for painting.
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