Han Yue suddenly tugged at Lao Deng's hand: "If it's a good match, just go for it. Why think so much?"
Old Deng placed his palm on Han Yue's hand and said, "Little Han, I'm ashamed. I'm not as brave as you. You're right. When you get old, you should just be happy. Don't worry about anything else. I take back what I said earlier. Although I don't have much money, I'm willing to help. If you need anything, I'll be the first to help."
“Okay, it’s a deal.” Han Yue picked up her teacup. “We’ll make our agreement with tea instead of wine.”
The rift between Lao Deng and Han Yue was easily resolved.
On the other hand, the conflict between Fu Jingchen and Zhou Luo has not diminished at all.
Zhou Luo sat in front of the mirror, staring at the scratches on her face. She didn't like looking like this herself, let alone Fu Jingchen.
She hoped that her anxious and insecure mentor, Fu Jingchen, could see her unease, hold her tightly, and give her a sense of security.
Even if he blocked Fu Jingchen's contact information, Fu Jingchen could easily call him from a different number.
The internal strife continued until evening when the doorbell rang.
A smile immediately appeared on the woman's face; it must be Fu Jingchen who had arrived.
When she opened the door, she thought she would give Fu Jingchen a hug, but in reality, she was just saying one thing and meaning another.
"What are you doing here?" She didn't know why what she was thinking and what she said were completely different.
"Luo Luo, why did you block me?" Fu Jingchen took Zhou Luo's hand. "I didn't tell you I was having dinner with my brother yesterday. I was wrong. Don't be angry. I'll report everything I do from now on."
"Is this the only thing you did wrong?" Zhou Luo asked.
Fu Jingchen thought for a moment: "Is there anything else?"
"Fu Jingchen, think it over carefully." Zhou Luo refused to say anything no matter what.
"Tell me, I really don't know what else I did wrong? Did I say something? I don't remember, which means it was unintentional."
Zhou Luo's voice suddenly grew louder: "So you didn't realize your mistake at all. You said you wouldn't leave me no matter what I did, but today I told you to leave, and you left. I blocked you, and you didn't even call me. A whole day has passed before you came looking for me."
As Fu Jingchen listened to Zhou Luo's complaints, his eyebrows furrowed together.
"I'm here now, aren't I? How am I supposed to call you if you block me? If you tell me to leave and I don't, then you'll say I don't listen to you." Fu Jingchen felt wronged.
"You don't even think you're wrong when I tell you this? So I'm wrong?" Zhou Luo's anger flared up again when she heard Fu Jingchen's excuse.
"No, I'm trying to reason with you." Fu Jingchen put his arm around Zhou Luo's shoulder. "Let's go inside and talk. It's not good for others to hear us making noise at the door."
"You think I'm a disgrace?" At this moment, no matter what Fu Jingchen said, it all became negative words in Zhou Luo's ears.
"Luo Luo, you need to calm down. Don't you think you're being stubborn? I say something and you argue back. I didn't mean it that way. I'm leaving now. I'll come back when you're not angry anymore." Fu Jingchen felt that staying here would only make Zhou Luo's mood worse.
So he let go of Zhou Luo's hand and left without looking back.
"Fu Jingchen, you ignored my feelings. You knew I was angry, but instead of comforting me, you chose to run away." Zhou Luo picked up a slipper and threw it at the door.
Fu Jingchen assumed that Zhou Luo would calm down once she couldn't see him. After going downstairs, the man sat in his car.
I plan to go see Zhou Luo later.
But in Zhou Luo's eyes, Fu Jingchen had simply abandoned her.
She sat on the ground and started crying, writing a short essay while crying, cursing Fu Jingchen.
Fu Jingchen received a message from the woman. He opened it and saw more than a dozen lines of text, cursing him as a scumbag, saying he was irresponsible, and accusing him of starting a relationship and then abandoning the woman...
That's complete nonsense!
Fu Jingchen edited a message to refute Zhou Luo.
[Fu Jingchen, you still won't admit it? Fine, I'm sick.] Zhou Luo blocked Fu Jingchen again.
Fu Jingchen, who had been shamelessly trying to see Zhou Luo, was not only kicked out but also treated with contempt and scolded. He was exhausted after a long day and hadn't even had a meal. He was in a terrible mood and had no energy to comfort Zhou Luo, so he stepped on the gas and went to a club to relax.
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As the hospital staff left one evening, the corridor became quiet.
Yu Wenhao brought over a thin blanket; he wanted to spend one last night with Shen Xingzhi.
He's going to work tomorrow. Shen Xingzhi agreed to let him come over every night, but he's not allowed to stay overnight at the hospital.
Yu Wenhao knew that Shen Xingzhi was worried that he wasn't getting enough rest and wouldn't be able to focus at work.
Fearing that the caregiver might not be as attentive while he was away, Yu Wenhao wrote down all the precautions and posted them on the wall overnight.
Even what Shen Xingzhi ate and when was written down on it.
The caregiver glanced at her but didn't say anything, but Shen Xingzhi could see the helplessness in her eyes.
"That should be fine," Shen Xingzhi said.
"About twenty minutes," Yu Wenhao replied. "Contact me anytime if anything comes up; my phone is always on."
"Okay, I'll go eat first." The caregiver gave the two of them some alone time.
"Xingzhi, check if there's anything missing on this paper?" Yu Wenhao asked anxiously.
Shen Xingzhi smiled and took the man's hand: "Are you trying to scare your aunt to death? This is already enough. If you do everything, shouldn't you give your aunt a raise? There's no need to go to so much trouble. I can do some things myself."
Yu Wenhao immediately retorted, "That won't work. You need to rest well. If you want to do it yourself, I'd better stay at the hospital."
"Alright, alright, let Auntie do it. It's agreed that tonight is the last night. You must rest at home from now on. Remember the password? Stay at my place for now," Shen Xingzhi continued to instruct.
"I understand," Yu Wenhao interrupted.
"By the way, the doctor told me this afternoon that I can be discharged in two days and just rest at home. I can't stand the smell of medicine in the hospital anymore," Shen Xingzhi told Yu Wenhao the good news.
"It's good to go back. I can continue to take care of you tonight."
"Yes, Wenhao, I'm so glad you've been here all this time." Shen Xingzhi is a sentimental person.
"If you say thank you again, I'm going to get angry." Yu Wenhao always believed that people close to each other shouldn't say thank you. It's better to do something for each other if it's something you want to do.
"Oh my, they're so lovey-dovey." Rong Yan came over to deliver the food and said when she saw Shen Xingzhi and Yu Wenhao holding hands.
"No, Rong Yan, why didn't you knock?"
"I knocked, but someone was too engrossed in their conversation to hear me, so I just let them in." Rong Yan put down her lunchbox. "Auntie made old duck soup today, and it was delicious."
"Did you cook a little extra? Wenhao has to work tomorrow and won't have time to cook dinner. Give him a portion." Shen Xingzhi smiled foolishly.
"What do you think? Of course you can. Can you finish three lunchboxes by yourself?"
"I knew you were the best to me. Rongyan, I will repay you properly after I am discharged from the hospital."
“Sure, come cook at my place. My aunt is going back to her hometown next month, and I’m worried about who will cook for her,” Rong Yan said without any hesitation.
"Ah?" Shen Xingzhi was just being polite.
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